[I suggest that the live streamer stop her right now. If the person dies, Iâm worried that this naive auntie will cry!]
[Thatâs right, thatâs right. I suggest you stop this immediately and chase this woman out! We donât even know if she has official medical qualifications! Sheâs obviously making things up, right?]
Looking at the comments in the live stream, the reporters were nervous. Thinking about what happened to Yu Xian, they were still worried about issues arising, so they sent a representative forward to question Lu An.
âExcuse me, do you have any guarantee? A single prescription can treat a heart disease? Generally speaking, the treatment for a heart disease is long and slow. Isnât this⦠too unconvincing?
âAlso, this looks like traditional Chinese medical treatment. Excuse me, do you have official qualifications in traditional Chinese medicine?â
âAre you doubting me?â
Lu An was a little stumped by the sudden question, and she stared at the reporter with black eyes.
The young lady had a calm demeanor. Standing tall and slender, there was no expression on her face; she looked pure and unquestionable!
The reporter inexplicably felt a little nervous. He opened his mouth to say something, but was bombarded by Auntie He!
âWho are you? Where are you from?â
It did feel like the ward had become crowded earlier.
Dr. Lu had already said that they should try their best not to be in crowded areas, in order to avoid infections. What were these people doing?
What were they filming?
Auntie He was furious. âI know my sonâs treatment. I believe that Dr. Lu can treat him. Why are you asking? How can any effects be seen immediately?
âHasnât Miss Liu already woken up? Donât talk to me about evidence. Dr. Lu is truly skilled!â
The auntie really was too lazy to bother with them. She raised her hands and was about to chase them all out so that they didnât pollute the air her son was breathing.
The reporters were indignant. âWeâre just concerned for you, alright?
âWhat if something goes wrong in the future?
âThatâs your sonâs life. How can you guarantee that heâll be cured, and in two months, even?n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âAnd what do you mean donât talk about evidence? In todayâs society, even if thereâs evidence, that doesnât necessarily mean sheâs skilled. How can those without evidence be trusted?â
âIâ¦â Auntie He couldnât help but be a little stumped.
In the live stream, the haters became even more heated.
[Thatâs right. I think thereâs something wrong with this auntie. People are worried for her, but sheâs still like this. Could it be that sheâs a plant for Lu An, just to prove that her medical skills are awesome?]
[Iâm laughing. For such a handsome son to have such a mother, f*ck! Sheâs not taking her sonâs life seriously; sheâll suffer if something goes wrong in the future.]
[Good intentions are treated as ill intentions.]
The haters spoke up one after another, as if they were very righteous.
Auntie He was really speechless. She couldnât help but say, âI donât care, I just believe her!
âDidnât you hear it just now? She said that I gave my son random Chinese medicine. Thatâs right, I gave it to him!
âAnd she was right about the type of medicine!
âIâve never shown this to anyone else, including the doctors in the hospital. They didnât know, nor did they discover anything, but she did. After just a few simple looks at my sonâs body, she knew everything. Doesnât this prove that sheâs amazing?
âIn any case, I believe her, I believe her! So, are you satisfied?
âCan you stop asking?â