"Is that you, big bro? What's up, you need something from me?" Wu Xiaoshan had already remembered that the caller was that impotent, bald-headed man, and he hazily guessed the reason for the call.
As expected, when the bald-headed man realized Wu Xiaoshan remembered him, he became excited and said, "Little Divine Doctor, I indeed need something from you. Last time you said that if I want a complete cure for my little problem, I should come to you for medicinal liquor. I wonder when you'll be free so I can come to you."
Although Wu Xiaoshan was mentally prepared, he was still somewhat surprised when he heard these words.
After all, it had been quite a long time since he last saw the bald-headed couple, and he had anticipated that they would have come to him for the medicinal liquor by now.
Moreover, he had not given all the medicinal liquor he made last time to Feng Lei, specifically holding some back for the bald-headed man to collect.