"They are now far ahead," Pan Jun said.
"Never mind then." Wang Yao smiled. From the reaction of the mother and daughter, he knew that they distrusted him. This was due to his youth. If they did not personally experience it, they would not believe that such a young doctor would have exceptional medical skills. Young people with exceptional skills would generally only appear in novels or movies. He was aware that Pan Jun's faith in him was probably 30% faith and 70% doubt. If not for the system's task, he would not have come to the clinic.
"If you meet Mrs. Guo again, please tell her to bring her mother to a hospital that specializes in neurology. Her mother has hypochondria and tends to worry excessively. She can't sleep well at night, and in the day, she's usually alone at home. They need to take her out for walks so that she can maintain ease of mind," said Wang Yao.
"Why didn't you mention this just now?" Pan Jun was surprised that Wang Yao knew Mrs. Guo's mother's symptoms, and that she had insomnia. As for hypochondria, he had not heard Mrs. Guo mention it before.
"Even if I said it, she may not believe me. Hence I did not," Wang Yao smiled and replied. He did not say those words, partially because he felt a bit wronged and also because of his sense of loftiness.
You are a patient; I am a doctor. If you believe in me, I will try my best; if you do not, saying anything more is useless, Wang Yao thought.
"Okay, this matter can be done," Pan Jun clapped his hands and said.
"If there's nothing else, I shall leave," Wang Yao said as he got up.
"Don't be in such a rush to leave. Look, it's already past 10 am. Wait for a while, and we can have lunch together. I feel bad for having you make a wasted trip here."
"No issue. I have other matters to attend to. I won't be staying."
Despite Pan Jun's persistence, Wang Yao still drove his car and left.
"Pan, who is that young man?" an old doctor in the clinic asked.
"He's an interesting fellow!" Pan Jun smiled bitterly. "He knew what the illness was, but did not reveal what exactly he knew."
"Is it because he's afraid he may be wrong about it? If he knew it, can he treat it?" the old doctor remarked.
"Damn, my scatterbrain; I forgot to ask him this!" Pan Jun slapped his head. "I will call him in a bit to ask him."
After he exited Renhe Clinic, Wang Yao was not in a rush to return home. Instead, he drove to Wang Mingbao's shop.
Upon seeing Wang Yao, Wang Mingbao smiled and teased him.
"Hey, are you free lately? Not living your deity life on the hill?"
"I happen to have matters to attend to in the city. Conveniently, I have come to see you. Look at you, all radiant and nourished!" Wang Yao smiled and commented. Wang Mingbao's complexion was glowing. A good complexion was not just indicative of a healthy body; it was also reflective of good fortune.
"Here, try this tea." Wang Mingbao poured Wang Yao a cup of tea. "I went to Fu Jian a few days ago and brought back some white tea."
"Not bad." Wang Yao had drunk a lot of tea recently and had a developed a palate for quality tea.
"Oh yes, remember the last time you mentioned about a factory being built in our village? It's a machinery project," Wang Mingbao commented. "The boss has some connections with the county's leader."
"Machinery? With connections to the county leader? Why would they come to an inaccessible ravine?" Wang Yao smilingly asked. In his mind, only those corporations that needed the locality's resources and was up to no good would choose to locate their factory in an inaccessible place.
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