Are you confident in the medicine recipe you wrote with your own hands?
Without a doubt, the answer is yes.
If Xu Fan were to say "no," he would be dishonoring his title of Divine Doctor.
Even someone in the medical community who had received just a little guidance from that venerable old man could concoct this recipe.
Let alone Xu Fan himself, who, as the old man's last disciple, received his entire transmission of knowledge.
His recipe could not possibly be wrong.
Could it be...
Xu Fan looked over at Xia Yanyu with a complicated gaze.
After forcing Xia Xiaodie away, this woman had, once again, possibly dug a pit for him...
Seemingly unsure of how to begin, Xu Fan remained silent. Watching his demeanor, Xia Yanyu seemed to have made a decision. She took a deep breath and said, "Xu Fan, there's no need to say more."
"The mistake this time, it's a fault on my side. The losses will be borne solely by my Xia Family."
