Squinting slightly, Zhang Jingcai slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and then his pupils returned to their original size.
His deep and composed, yet powerful eyes landed on the young man not far away, revealing a gentle expression, and he said softly: "I didn't expect the Dr. Lu you mentioned to be a young man in his twenties."
After speaking, he looked at Zhou Jiande: "Old Zhou, if it weren't for your strong recommendation and all the evidence, to be honest, no one would believe such a thing if it were told."
"Indeed!"
Huang Beishan sighed, which was rare for him: "Who would have thought that the Dr. Lu mentioned by Old Zhou, with such terrifying skills in acupuncture, would turn out to be such a young man.
If Old Zhou hadn't said so, I would just think he was a new assistant at the United South Chinese Medicine Association standing in front of me, completely unrelated to being a consulting physician."
