"Yeah! If you could just grab a bunch of wild grass, boil it into a medicinal liquid that can cure diseases, then I could also become a doctor and treat people, hahaha!!!"
"Whoever wants to believe can believe; I sure don't."
"We've spent over a hundred thousand at the hospital and our strange illnesses are still not cured. You think that the herbal liquid you boiled in this huge pot can heal our strange diseases? Chu Yang, are you trying to scam our money?"
These people loudly mocked and questioned whether the Chinese herbal medicine liquid Chu Yang had boiled could really treat their peculiar illnesses.
Chu Yang's expression remained calm.
However, Han Qingqing, who was by his side, couldn't bear it and lashed out at them, "You're really too much. Chu Yang brother is trying to cure your diseases..."
"He used medicinal powder worth tens of thousands of yuan, and you don't even appreciate it. Instead, you mock and doubt Chu Yang brother. You truly have no conscience."
