In the dean's office at the Guanghe District Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Dean Sun rubbed his temples, an application report spread out before him.
"Old Guo, are you sure this golden toad skin will work?" He looked up at Guo Yu. "Fifty thousand yuan is no small sum. If it all goes down the drain..."
Guo Yu stood ramrod straight. "Dean, I can't guarantee it, but the *Supplement to the Compendium of Materia Medica* clearly records that golden toad skin has a miraculous effect on 'Water Gu.' Compared to the half-million yuan the family is demanding in compensation, it's worth a shot."
Dean Sun sighed deeply and signed the application form. "Go on, then. Let's hope it works... By the way, where's the patient who's causing all this trouble?"
"Still in the outpatient lobby..." Guo Yu gave a bitter smile. "His son brought a few relatives and they're holding up a banner..."
