"Mr. Lin knows medicine too?" Lin Haotian said with a delighted expression.
"Haha, Uncle Lin, just call me Xiao Chen. I heard from Wanrou that you have a strange illness, so I came to see if I could help," Lin Chen replied with a smile.
"This is an old injury. It's been decades, and I've seen many famous doctors, but it's probably incurable," Lin Haotian sighed.
Lin Chen calmly said, "That's not necessarily true. I've seen an illness like Uncle Lin's before, and I managed to cure that person."
"What!" Lin Haotian's face showed a few expressions of surprise and delight.
At this moment, Lin Chen turned around, "Wanrou, you and Auntie should step out for now so I can check Uncle's illness."
"Okay, Mom and I will go make something delicious for you. Lin Chen, I'm counting on you," Su Wanrou looked at Lin Chen hopefully.
As the mother and daughter left, Lin Chen knelt on one knee in front of Lin Haotian: "Uncle, I'm sorry, your nephew was late."
