Could Huang Xiaolong really cure the severe disease on Ying Aoshan's face?
As soon as these words were spoken, not only did Bian Yizhi show extreme contempt, but there was also a hint of doubt in the hearts of others.
Bian Yizhi almost represented the top level of Huaxia's traditional medicine. If he couldn't do it, the probability of curing Ying Aoshan's face had, in fact, become extremely low.
Moreover, it was evident to everyone that the scars on Ying Aoshan's face had penetrated deep into the skin texture. Even with successful treatment, countless unsightly pits would inevitably be left behind.
"What utter nonsense!" Bian Yizhi sneered sarcastically. "I have already diagnosed Ying Aoshan, she is absolutely healthy. How could you treat an illness that does not exist? Even if you could somehow heal her externally and internally, her face would become completely disfigured!"
