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Facing Feng Jun's question, Xu Leigang felt it was too difficult to be a person.
He had been fawning over Master Feng and was very polite to people from the capital.
Yet somehow, without knowing how, things had turned out this way.
But he couldn't lose his temper, and could only offer a wry smile as he explained, "It's just...everyone is a bit impatient, aren't they?"
At this, it was Feng Jun's turn to be at a loss for words. After a pause, he replied slowly, "Lao Xu, as you know, I haven't managed to get my medical license yet. Impatient or not, we have to wait."
Does he need a medical license? No, a cultivator treating someone doesn't need such a license to prove their profession is Immortal.
What Feng Jun meant was clear: I'm not a doctor, and I have no obligation or responsibility to treat others.
He was truly annoyed now—it wasn't as if he had gone out of his way to treat these people. Helping them out was a favor, not helping was his right.
