This was his son, whom someone had praised, and naturally, he was delighted.
"Really? Self-taught? That's even rarer." Lin Caisang gave a meaningful glance at Zhong You and took the bag of silver needles from his hands.
At this moment, Zhong You, who was a head taller than Lin Caisang, was also looking at her. As her gaze swept towards him, he immediately bowed his head, acting sweet and obedient.
She opened the bag of needles, took out one, and started to apply treatment to Grand Old Master Zhong.
"Old Master Zhong, could you please have someone bring a brush and ink?" She spoke without raising her eyes.
"I will...."
"No need, Young Master Zhong should stay here and watch. After all, he is self-taught, and there will inevitably be some elements that are not entirely adequate. This will also give him a chance to see how a formally trained physician applies needles to save lives."
Zhong You's words were cut off by Lin Caisang before he could finish.
