chapter 127 Punch ===

Soon, the competition began.

An old man came into the waiting area outside the lobby, trembling as he walked and using a cane. He was accompanied by his son.

Zhan Tianjiao looked forward to hearing and asking, wrote a prescription, and then looked at Xiao Ling: "It's your turn."

Xiao Ling took his pulse, asked the old man a few questions, and wrote a prescription.

Then both sides laid out their plans.

Zhan Tianjiao's diagnosis was wind phlegm,...