"Thank you for your guidance, Director Zhu! I've learned a great deal."
Li Xu felt the trip had been incredibly fruitful.
"Ah, don't be so formal," Zhu Quanxin said with a smile. "Those of us in medicine should be like this, exchanging ideas and improving together!"
Just then, the door to the consultation room was pushed open again, and a young man walked in.
"Director Zhu, I'm back again."
The man greeted him listlessly.
One side of his face was also stiff and crooked.
Zhu Quanxin recognized him as one of his regular patients.
He pulled up the patient's case file on his computer.
Li Xu glanced over.
This patient was the exact person from the intelligence report—Zhang Jianing!
Zhang Jianing was a "repeat offender" when it came to facial paralysis.
He had a weak constitution, and the slightest exposure to wind and cold, or overwork, would easily trigger a relapse.
It had happened twice last year, and this was already the third time this year.
