"Grandpa, it was a traditional Chinese doctor you recommended." Pei Yicheng muttered.
Doctor Du looked at him and knew what he was thinking. He sighed and said, "Yicheng, your dad, he has his difficulties too."
"Grandpa, can my legs really be cured?"
Pei Yicheng changed the subject. He hung his head low, looking at his legs that had lost all sensation. He had seen the x-rays and consulted many doctors, but they all told him that the chances of his legs recovering weren't great.
"They can." Doctor Du spoke with confidence. "Our traditional Chinese medicine is profound and extensive. I believe that as long as you persist, your efforts will pay off, and your legs will surely be cured."
*
The next day, Xu Nian'an and Xu Nianhua both came.
Xu Nianji was selling bean sprouts, only ten pounds, but that was still ten pounds which could bring in a few bucks.
He didn't understand the business matters, so he didn't join them.
"Ling Dong, make tea." Pei Yicheng's words had just fallen.
