It could be said that hemiplegia was a stubborn illness that plagued many people.
But Ye Yuan still did not know whether Old Nie's student's mother suffered from a mild case or a severe one.
If it was mild hemiplegia, Ye Yuan was confident he could cure it in a short time.
But if it was severe, even Ye Yuan could not come up with any particularly good solution in a short period.
He could only proceed slowly, treating it bit by bit.
A George Patton sped along the highway like a bolt of black lightning.
The driver was a young man who looked exceptionally energetic.
Sitting in the passenger seat was a beautiful woman whose age could not be discerned at all.
If they had not been on the highway, the car's looks and the appearance of its two occupants—mainly the woman—would surely have drawn no fewer looks than those multimillion-dollar sports cars.
"Have you figured out a plan? Don't say I didn't warn you in advance.
"Yang Xiaohua has a very strange temperament. Once he set his mind on something, not even ten oxen could pull him back."
Qiao Na sat in the passenger seat, watching the vegetation on both sides flash by. A faint, imperceptible curve lifted at the corner of her lips as she spoke.
"Aren't all researchers like that?
"As for whether I'm confident, I'll have to see the patient first."
Ye Yuan kept his eyes on the road as he drove and replied.
After three hours on the road, they entered Yingdong City, an energy city located in Hexi Province.
Following Qiao Na's directions, the car stopped in front of an old residential compound built in the 1990s.
"With Professor Yang's circumstances, he shouldn't be living here, should he?"
Looking at the aging