"What's going on here?"
Lü Dan's face was a picture of shock as he looked at the various distinguished doctors who had just been full of confidence, but now more than half of them had dejectedly stepped down from the stage, which was quite puzzling.
The same situation continued and also aroused the interest of many in the audience.
Chen Xiaolong frowned and said, "It's quite simple, I guess they felt the pulse and discovered the disease is very hard to cure, so most of them gave up. Now, there are only two or three people left on stage. I wonder if they have any solutions."
"So that's what's happening," Lü Dan sighed.
Originally, he had thought Carpenter Xu would turn his luck around and cure his stroke, but now it seemed the difficulty was still immense.
If so many experts on stage were at a loss, who else could save him?
Carpenter Xu sat in his wheelchair, his expression somewhat forlorn, afraid he might never stand again in his lifetime.
