Jiang Xin looked at Xiao Han, who on earth was he? Buddha's relics, there were only a few in the world.
Such things were priceless treasures to any Buddhist Sect, and there was simply no way they would lend them out.
"Let's first check Uncle's health," Xiao Han said with a smile.
"Who exactly are you?" Jiang Xin asked again, Xiao Han's behavior gave her the feeling that he was unfathomably profound, and she couldn't figure out his identity.
But one thing she could confirm: Xiao Han meant no harm to her.
"I am actually a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner," Xiao Han said honestly.
This was his original profession, and he was absolutely right in saying so.
Traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, Jiang Xin was stunned, then her expression turned into one of excitement, and she couldn't help asking, "Can you tell what's wrong with my body, are you the core Divine Doctor of Undying Hall?"
