"Comparing people can be infuriating."
"How can this kid's understanding of traditional Chinese medicine be so profound? In terms of acupuncture, I'm afraid even my master pales in comparison."
Zhao Yi muttered to himself, recalling each of Shen Feng's movements he had just witnessed.
How did he make the silver needles so scorching hot? Can his fingers tolerate it?
And isn't this type of acupuncture found only in legends? To actually see a sun pattern appear on Cai Jigen's forehead! It's truly unbelievable.
Zhao Yi was born into a prominent family; his mother died of an illness, which sparked his interest in medicine from that time.
Fortunately, he had an older brother, so he wouldn't have to inherit the position of family head; otherwise, his family would have definitely opposed his pursuit of medicine.
He was accepted as a disciple by Sun Dong Quan purely on his own merits, after passing numerous tests and finally being admitted into the master's tutelage.
