Wang didn't know medicine, but he felt that what the mixed-blood man said made sense. He subconsciously nodded and said, "But if that were the case, wouldn't they be flaring up in unison after going through all the hassle of the past two days?"
"I'm not sure, but regardless if they flare up or not, this monk's reputation is gone," the mixed-blood said with strong affirmation.
The light in Wang's eyes dimmed as he sighed. If the person standing beside him were only Chinese, he naturally wouldn't think too much of it, believing that he had just been fooled and woken up early for nothing. At the very least, he would have witnessed a farce and had a story to tell in a way. However, the man beside him lived abroad—that made things different.
