"Sis, is the Chinese medicine brother-in-law found reliable?"
"Whether it's reliable or not, you still have to try it."
"You didn't have to bring me here, did you? After all, I'm a father now. Why are you still treating me like a kid?"
"Shut up. If you didn't have this illness, I wouldn't bother with you. Hurry up, what's taking you so long?"
"Hey, don't push! Why are you kicking me? We're on the street, give me some face, sis..."
"..."
Inside Lu's Clinic, Mao Dawei had arrived early. On the table, there was a black plastic bag containing two packs of cigarettes, though the brand was unknown. But since it was brought by the director, it certainly wouldn't be bad.
Lu Jiu had learned about this from Tian Xuelin yesterday, so he naturally wasn't surprised by Mao Dawei's arrival.
"Dr. Lu, they'll be here any moment," Mao Dawei called to urge.
"No rush," Lu Jiu waved his hand.
"Pardon me for asking, but is Dr. Lu's skill passed down in the family?" Mao Dawei asked.
