Elder Mu turned his head and his expression changed upon seeing Lin Chen: "Kid, this old man's hemiplegia is beyond the help of medicine; it's completely incurable."
Lin Chen smiled lightly: "What if I can cure him?"
Elder Mu snorted coldly: "If you can treat this old man's hemiplegia, then I am willing to give you a thousand-year-old ginseng."
Lin Chen nodded: "Okay, since you're so generous, I'll take it."
"Wait a minute, what if you can't treat him?" Elder Mu said coldly.
Lin Chen smiled faintly: "If I can't treat him, I will kneel and kowtow to admit my mistake to you."
"Good!" A hint of coldness flashed in Elder Mu's eyes.
Hemiplegia is a kind of neurological disorder, and it's one of the most difficult diseases to cure.
Not to mention Lin Chen, even the entire medical community considers it an intractable problem.
If Lin Chen could use acupuncture to treat the old man's disease, that would truly be miraculous.
