"How should I address you?"
"Luo Chaojun."
"How old are you this year?"
"37."
"Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
"Um... Dr. Lu, can you come closer, please? It's a bit inconvenient for me."
Luo Chaojun seemed to find it difficult to express himself.
In fact, Lu Jiu knew exactly what was going on from the moment he came in.
However, there were too many patients in line at the door, unlike before when there was only one patient at a time. So if Luo Chaojun's issue was private, it definitely needed to be handled discreetly.
Lu Jiu leaned forward, brought his ear closer, and said in a low voice, "Go ahead."
Luo Chaojun covered his mouth with his hand and lightly whispered into Lu Jiu's ear, "I can't get it up down there."
After speaking, Luo Chaojun couldn't even bring himself to look Lu Jiu in the eye.
For a man, this problem is no longer just a disease; it's a matter of dignity.
Lu Jiu, upon hearing this, maintained a normal expression, neither overly serious nor teasing.
