"Doctor Nuowei..." Standing in front of a somewhat decent storefront, Kuang Xin knocked on the iron door and called out softly.
A steady voice came from inside, "Come in."
Pushing the door open, he entered a small, simple consulting room that was empty except for a pale-skinned, middle-aged man sitting behind a workbench.
The man's face bore a smile as he looked at the entering "You Mier," "You've arrived."
The scarce information about Doctor Nuowei unfolded before his eyes. Due to limited contact, there were no key reminders.
Kuang Xin could only respond according to "You Mier"'s own character, so he nodded and replied, "Yes... I heard that you just gave my mother some kind of medicine, and she's feeling much better now. I came to personally thank you for taking care of my mother. By the way... how much does this medicine cost?"