But of course, Lin Fan couldn't honestly tell him and could only explain in general terms that under normal circumstances, this kind of medicinal herb is indeed hard to come by.
Moreover, Lin Fan didn't know this uncle, who was likely poisoned by someone. This could be a muddy situation, and Lin Fan had no intention of getting involved in someone else's mess.
The middle-aged uncle was delighted: "Thank you, Divine Doctor Lin. If I truly find it, it's a blessing. If not, it's my fate. In any case, I must thank Divine Doctor Lin. This illness has troubled me for a long time, and finally, I have an answer here. Even if I die, I'll die with understanding."
Lin Fan said, "Uncle, leave your phone number. If I discover that kind of medicinal herb, I'll let you know."
The middle-aged uncle then left a phone number, stood up, and prepared to leave.
"Today I rushed over in a hurry and didn't even have time to use the bathroom. Can I borrow yours?" the middle-aged uncle asked.
