Ye Mo said after a moment of silence, “Brother Zhuo if you trust me, leave me an address. After my business here is over, I will go to your place to have a look, and perhaps I can cure him. However, I need to tell you that the Dark Purple Root cannot cure your son’s disease, I don’t know where that old Chinese doctor heard it from, but it is definitely bullsh*t.”
“Ah…” Zhuo Aiguo yelped in surprise and grabbed Ye Mo’s hands: “Brother Ye, can you really help cure my son?”
Ye Mo nodded and said, “It shouldn’t be a big problem.”
“Of course, I believe you, of course…” The stuttering Zhuo Aiguo took out an exquisite name card and gave it to Ye Mo: “This is my home address and contact number. Please, brother.”
He didn’t think that Ye Mo was lying and believed that Ye Mo wasn’t the type of person to brag either, much less after seeing Ye Mo’s magical performance today. Although he hadn’t been with Ye Mo for long, he felt that Ye Mo was a trustworthy person and a good friend.
