After Wang Jun drove away from the clinic, he immediately asked his son, "Xiao Bao, what did the doctor say to you?"
Of course, Wang Zhibao wasn't about to tell the truth, so he spun a quick lie. "He was practically begging me to tell him what was wrong. He just couldn't bring himself to do it with you two there; he was trying to save face."
"Is that so..."
Wang Jun didn't believe his son's nonsense, nor did he have any faith in Li Xu's medical skills. "Old Ding, I just don't think this doctor is reliable. He's too young."
Ding Aiguo disagreed. "Don't underestimate him. There are plenty of brilliant young people out there. What about the ones starting businesses with AI? Aren't they getting national attention?"
Wang Jun shook his head. "That's different. Traditional Chinese medicine is a field that requires accumulated knowledge. The older the practitioner, the more sought-after they are."
