Zhang Tao saw Chen Dashan's solemn expression and couldn't help but feel worried, "Mr. Chen, what do you think?"
"There is a deficiency of qi and blood, and the body is weak; there are no serious illnesses otherwise. However, the old lady's body is already at the peak of frailty, no longer capable of generating qi and blood on her own. No matter how many tonics she takes, it can only alleviate symptoms, but can't cure the root cause," Chen Dashan said.
Zhang Tao sighed, "I know, all the doctors who have seen her say the same thing. So, you mean to say you can't do anything either?"
He couldn't help but feel a bit dejected, having thought that Chen Dashan's arrival might offer some help. But now, it seemed useless.
"Who said I can't do anything? It's just that the treatment is a bit troublesome and will take a considerable amount of time, that's all."
