Inside the consultation room, all that could be heard was Dr. Hu's pen swiftly scribbling. He said, "Have someone go get the medicine."
After the prescription was taken away, Dr. Hu finally spoke, "First, follow my medication plan—oral and external use. If the leg can feel sensation, then it can be treated." If not, then it can't be treated.
"Thank you, Dr. Hu."
Du Chang looked thrilled, his trembling hand resting on Pei Yicheng's shoulder, so happy that he didn't even know what to say. He was also a doctor, and deep down he understood: Dr. Hu would only prescribe treatment if he had some confidence, unlike the places they'd visited before, where they didn't even get a chance for treatment or a prescription.
"This is so great!"
Cheng Hao shouted excitedly, waving his hands, finally letting go of the heavy weight he'd carried in his heart for over a year!
"Yicheng, I told you, your leg can be healed."
