Even though the quality of the medical team in Yu City's No.1 Hospital was not as great as the medical team of the first-class hospital in the capital and there were plenty of diseases that they could not cure, the director of No.1 Hospital was different. His name was Ye Zhiwen. His father was very accomplished in the field of medicine, not to mention that he himself was an overseas returnee who had been the top student at his university. The reason he was in Yu City was that he had to oversee an important project.
He was turning 48 years old this year, and he had pledged most of his life to the field of medicine. He breathed with an air of dignity, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's. "You're Lu Chuwan, right? Mr. Lu has told me everything, so give me the medicine."
His voice was flat, and he seemed rather uninterested. He could not fathom what kind of medicine was worth this kind of hustle and bustle.
