Sure enough, the old lady had a good impression of Luo Ziming.
"You are Shaobei's friend, not bad, not bad, the young man looks very energetic."
Although the old lady didn't have the energy to speak, she still narrowed her eyes and looked at Luo Ziming for a few times and nodded slightly.
"Old madam, I want to take your pulse." Luo Ziming said again.
"You are so young, are you also a doctor?" The old lady looked at him again and asked in a suspicious tone.
"I study medicine," Luo Ziming said.
He spoke very modestly and did not brag about himself at all.
If he revealed his qualifications, even the experts present would be shocked.
The old lady muttered quietly: "What is this Xiaobei up to? He actually found such a young boy to see me for treatment?"
Although she muttered in a low voice, her hearing was weakened due to her age, so her muttering was loud enough for everyone in the room to hear clearly.
Although the experts lowered their heads, they were secretly amused.
They glanced at Luo Ziming with gloating eyes.
Humph, a medical student!
Why are you pretending to be so arrogant
Even if he really studied medicine, would he be as experienced as experts like them
You are overestimating your own abilities and coming here to treat the old lady. You only expect to be met with failure!
They thought Mr. Fu would invite some kind of expert with great skills, but they didn't expect that they would invite such a young boy. It was so unreliable!
There were so many well-known experts in the capital, but he didn't ask for advice, but pinned his hopes on a young boy
The experts were secretly critical, but no one dared to speak out loud.
Fu Shaobei's face darkened.
"Grandma, Ziming's medical skills are very good." He had confidence in Luo Ziming.
"Okay, okay, then take my old woman's pulse."
The old lady did not refuse, she lay there feebly and closed her eyes.
If Luo Ziming was not brought by her most beloved grandson, she would not even give him this opportunity.
But the expression on her face clearly showed that she did not believe Luo Ziming.
too young!
So many experts with white hair and white beards couldn't cure her disease. How could a hairy young man cure her
She didn't believe it.
Luo Ziming did not show any displeasure at the old lady's distrust, and his voice became softer.
"I am so young, how dare I call myself a doctor? I am just Shaobei's friend, and I came to visit you, old lady. I can feel your pulse, but I can't prescribe any medicine, especially in front of these experts. If I prescribe you a prescription, it would be just showing off and making a fool of myself."
He pushed up his glasses and smiled.
This sentence was self-deprecating and modest, and the old lady couldn't help but feel happy.
"Haha, you are quite interesting to talk to."
She was in a very bad state of spirit and complexion because she could not eat or sleep, and had been suffering from long-term constipation. Even a young person would have collapsed long ago, let alone an old woman like her who was nearly 80 years old.
She was originally angry, but she was holding back her embarrassment and vented her anger at the gray-haired experts. However, she was amused by Luo Ziming's words and smiled.
This smile broke the originally stiff atmosphere in the room.
"Okay, come take my pulse and see what disease my old lady has." She nodded slightly to Luo Ziming.
The experts were stunned.
They originally thought that the old lady would lose her temper and kick out this ignorant young man.