"Mr. Zhang, I've been reading on my own recently, and there are always many places I don't quite understand," Xia Jingwen said.
"I don't know if you have the time to help me clarify my doubts."
"Actually, there are many ways to acquire knowledge online. As for the things in the books, I've mostly forgotten them after so long."
"Moreover, my major isn't in traditional Chinese medicine. Blindly answering your questions might lead you astray."
As Zhang Hao spoke, he wrote a prescription for a patient.
The patient was quite happy, "Mr. Zhang, don't be so modest, your medical skills are so profound."
"All my friends know about it, one of my sisters came to you for treatment before."
"After taking just one dose of the medicine, her pain was greatly relieved. If it weren't for her, I wouldn't have come so far to see you."
Zhang Hao was overjoyed upon hearing this, "Really, I hope I can cure your illness this time too."
"Definitely, I won't bother you anymore, Mr. Zhang."
