Bai Ruozhu looked at the four of them gazing at her like they were looking at a complete fool, and couldn't help but sigh helplessly. "I'm not even afraid of having others learn my unique needlework skills. What are you all so surprised about? If all doctors keep their skills hidden, and if a suitable successor isn't found or something unexpected happens to the successor, wouldn't the medical skills be lost?"
"What happens if these medical skills are lost after a few hundred or thousand years? If Bian Que and Huan Tuo widely disseminated their medical skills, wouldn't there be fewer lost medical arts?" The modern traditional Chinese medicine that Bai Ruozhu talked about was something she had a keen understanding of, as she was from centuries later.
"You dare to openly criticize experts like Bian Que and Huan Tuo? Who do you think you are? Just an ignorant country woman!" exclaimed the tallest one among them.
