He couldn't just hand over his exquisite medical skills to just anyone, and even with a captivating Western beauty like Kerry, Su Han was decisive in his refusal, let alone Qin Feng?
Upon hearing Su Han's words, Qin Feng's expression turned even uglier.
Su Han was being too excessive. After all, he was a renowned doctor of the National Medical Hall, and yet Su Han dared to say he wasn't even qualified to be his disciple?
Pah! He would not lose!
Nor would he ever become Su Han's disciple!
"Right next door is the Diagnosis Hall, where many come seeking medical advice. Do you dare to compete with me?" Qin Feng, driven by a mix of anger and embarrassment, felt like his lungs were about to burst.
Even if Su Han had some skills, he shouldn't be belittling himself like this, should he?
Staring at Su Han with puffed-up indignation, he said, "If I lose, I will apologize to you, take you as my master, and call you 'Master.' How about that?"
