"Mr. Mu, come in."
Professor Yutel's bar where he had just played wasn't far from where he lived.
He had already come back and taken a shower.
Mu Shaochen walked straight to the sofa and sat down.
He looked dispassionately at Professor Yutel, who closed the door and slowly walked over.
It wasn't until Professor Yutel reached the sofa that Mu Shaochen spoke unhurriedly, "Professor Yutel, I want to know if this sequela of mine can be treated."
Professor Yutel struggled to force a smile.
After pouring a glass of water for Mu Shaochen and sitting down on another sofa, he then opened a drawer.
He took out a report and handed it to Mu Shaochen.
"Mr. Mu, this is your detailed condition. Simply put, it's erectile dysfunction."
Mu Shaochen's face remained stern as he took the report from Professor Yutel.
"..."
After reading it in silence, Mu Shaochen finally asked, "Who is the specialist you mentioned on the phone, the one who treats this condition exactly?"
