The elderly man standing next to them now stood up as well and walked over to Chen Yu's side with a friendly demeanor.
"Old Tong, is this the divine-doctor son-in-law you were telling me about?"
Tong Ming laughed heartily, "That's right, he has cured many difficult and complicated illnesses. Perhaps your condition, in his hands, would be nothing more than a common cold."
Chen Yu immediately understood what Tong Ming was trying to do.
"It's nothing that deep, I just know some secret recipes for treating difficult and complicated diseases," he said modestly.
The elder didn't say much more, he simply sat down and extended his wrist.
Without hesitation, Chen Yu took hold of the pulse to feel it.
However, the next moment, he was completely stunned.
This older man's physical condition was not much different from that of a normal person of his age, even quite robust, one might say.
But his body was filled with an excessive amount of hemoglobin.
