After Butler Zhang's reminder, Luo Jingyuan finally realized that he didn't even know the name of his savior. How was he supposed to find him?
Cao Jianbin coughed dryly. "Mr. Luo, you don't have to be anxious. I think... It might not be because of that young man that the old master could wake up, right?"
Luo Jingyuan looked at him coldly. "If it's not his credit, then is it yours?"
Cao Jianbin smiled awkwardly. "Of course I don't have that ability, but this matter is too unbelievable. Just relying on a few sticks of wormwood can bring someone back to life? This doesn't make sense!"
Luo Jingyuan snorted coldly. "I don't care if it's scientific or not. Whoever can save my father will be the great benefactor of our Luo family. If he can't save him, he's nothing."
Cao Jianbin was still the attending doctor of the city hospital. Did he not care about his reputation?
Being scolded by him several times in a row, he was instantly a little unhappy.