Although he was nearly sixty years old, his hair was dark and he did not have a lot of wrinkles on his face. He looked like a middle-aged man in his forties, and it was hard to believe that he was already sixty.
Emmanuel's headache was slightly relieved after he arrived at the hospital. Now, he didn't feel much pain anymore, so he rested in the hospital bed.
"Nice to meet you, Master Liu," said Jacob with a smile, stepping forward.
"Hello, you must be the Holy Doctor," Emmanuel opened his eyes and said with a smile.
"I'm just a doctor. I just have more means than others. I really don't deserve to be called the Holy Doctor," Jacob said respectfully.
"Haha, more means than others, huh? Those means are certainly not available to ordinary people. The older Chinese Medicine is,
