"Doctor Bao, my lower back is acting up again. Could you come over after dinner and give me a massage and acupuncture?" The village beauty blinked, her face pleading.
"Doctor Bao, I've been short of breath and feeling tightness in my chest lately. Could you come to my villa and treat me? I'll send a plane to pick you up." The icy-cold female CEO looked at him imploringly.
"Dabao, I can't take it anymore. Please, sell me another bottle of your health tonic. Name your price." The company president held out a blank-check with both hands.
"Doctor Bao, if you won't accept me as your disciple, could you at least demonstrate your acupuncture technique one more time? I'll do anything you ask." The master acupuncturist clasped his hands, his eyes full of sincerity.
Faced with one demand after another, Wang Dabao sighed.
"I'm just a village doctor. Why make such a fuss?"
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