The old lady gently nodded at Chu Dazhuang's words.
"Okay, thank you, Dr. Chu."
"Hmm."
Seeing the old lady thank him, Chu Dazhuang responded with a kind smile as well.
"Take it slow, ma'am."
"Yes, sure thing."
Beside them, a young nurse was diligently recording the details of the patients treated by Chu Dazhuang.
For each patient, the symptoms, presentations, Chu Dazhuang shared all he knew.
However, what Chu Dazhuang could discuss at length and teach them was limited to pathology and pharmacology.
As for how to treat the patients, apart from some simple methods he could teach, there was no way to instruct them in more complex and miscellaneous diseases.
After all, the likes of reviving someone from apparent death and treating complex diseases were Chu Dazhuang's trump cards, and no one else could learn them.
The main reason was that Chu Dazhuang had Divine Arts.
