Old Sun heard Qin Han's words and suddenly stood up from the stool, trembling all over, and said to Qin Han, "Qin...Qin Doctor, is what you're saying true?"
"Yes." Qin Han nodded with a smile, "However, I can't treat it now. I have to wait until I finish my matters at the First Hospital."
"No rush, no rush, as long as it can be treated!" Old Sun hurriedly said, but his face was glowing with excitement.
Qin Han glanced at Old Sun and said, "You cannot be too excited now, sit down."
Following Qin Han's advice, Old Sun sat back down in front of the consultation desk. Qin Han drew a golden needle from the needle pouch and administered it at the back of Old Sun's head.
As soon as the golden needle was inserted, Old Sun felt his head instantly become clear and refreshed.
"Doctor Qin, you're truly divine!" said Old Sun.
