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"And it's not just any ordinary military branch you were in. The chronic illness you suffer from was acquired in those days, and enduring it over the years must have been very tough," Qin Han said with a faint smile, continuing.
"Especially on rainy days, the symptoms worsen, with the head being particularly affected, right?"
"Exactly, exactly! When it rains, it's simply unbearable." Zhou Bingchen was too excited; after so many years, having searched in vain for a cure from renowned doctors everywhere, he finally encountered the Divine Doctor.
In his early years, Zhou Bingchen was a scout soldier. During one mission, he spent an entire night submerged in the icy cold waters, which led to his ailment. His legs and head often suffered from unbearable pain, especially on rainy days when it became even more intense.
"Please, Divine Doctor, save my father!" A beautiful young woman suddenly knelt down beside him, pleading with Qin Han with a desperate look in her eyes.
