Village Doctor's Magic Hands

"What do you mean?" Longling suddenly asked.

"When the fire dragon asked you to help find me, didn't you say you wanted me to treat the old dragon? Now that I'm here, uncle long, you won't regret not letting me treat it?" Zhao Sanjin asked with a strong smile on his face and a pick on his eyebrow.

"Can you cure my father?" Long Ling was stunned. He slowly remembered that he really said this sentence, but he didn't take it seriously at that time.

"Uncle long, I'm speechless when you ask me this. I haven't even seen the patient so far. You ask me if I can cure it. Even the gods can't guarantee it!" Zhao Sanjin replied with some embarrassment.

But before Longling continued to ask, Zhao added, "but I can try. As long as people don't die, I'm 50% sure I can be cured!"

Longling shook his head with a wry smile and said slowly: "Let me explain to you. Now the old man seems to have stood on the edge of the cliff, and his illness makes him take one foot. He may fall off the cliff at any time because of his unstable center of gravity. Even if he puts aside his own problems, the old man is still on the edge of the cliff. No one knows who will push him down!"

Zhao Sanjin understood this completely. To put it bluntly, he was worried about the collateral department. Long Ling was worried that once Zhao Sanjin's treatment for master long was introduced into the collateral department's ears, it would inevitably attract other thoughts of the collateral department.

Sure enough, Longling, who was silent for a while, looked at Zhao Sanjin seriously and said slowly, "if you are 100% sure of treating the old man at one time, I think I can let you have a try!"

After some silence, Zhao Sanjin finally said, "if I can, I want to see the old man first. As for whether I can cure it at one time, I have to see it before I can make a decision."

"This is no problem!" Longling readily agreed.