"It's like, Grandpa Chu's body now is like a frozen river, which needs hot medicine to dispel the cold and melt, not cold medicine to make it worse."
With this explanation, everyone immediately understood what Nianyang meant, but Chu Tianming and Yunrou were very hesitant. Although Nianyang spoke with confidence, what if her diagnosis was wrong?
After all, Grandpa Chu's medicine was prescribed by the best hospital in Pingjing.
Western medicine prescribed cold medicine, but Nianyang wanted to prescribe hot medicine. These two treatments are poles apart, and if wrong, wouldn't it be adding fuel to the fire?
Could Grandpa Chu's already frail body withstand such a risk?
Should they take the gamble?
Aunt Dong suddenly spoke up, "Sir, Madam, I think this young lady's diagnosis is too one-sided. Traditional Chinese Medicine relies solely on pulse-taking, which can't accurately diagnose the patient's condition. You must think twice before acting, or you might endanger Grandpa Chu!"
