Although the Black-hearted Old Man was quite impolite to the Medicine King Pavilion's Third Young Master, the Medicine King Pavilion still quickly provided everything necessary for Zheng Ming's treatment.
The girl in yellow sitting on the stool gently extended her arm.
The arm was thin, with an unhealthy pallor. The girl in yellow was resolute, ready for Zheng Ming to diagnose her pulse.
To be honest, Zheng Ming, despite having the contents of the Medicine King's Fragment on his mind, was truly treating a patient for the first time.
At this moment, countless people watched Zheng Ming with their gazes. Among them, the majority harbored doubts about Zheng Ming's medical skills.
After all, Zheng Ming was indeed too young, and medical skills aren't something one can master overnight. Considering the love the Black-hearted Old Man had for his daughter, he had sought countless famous doctors to diagnose his daughter's condition.
