Chapter 959: An Dong'er! (22, Please Vote Monthly)
But Master Qiankun was, after all, Master Qiankun.
There were many procedures Jing Yan didn't understand. He only had to recount the scene and details of the surgery he'd performed on Lin Ling with Qing Chen, then describe Lin Ling's current condition, and Master Qiankun immediately understood.
That put Jing Yan at ease.
After Jing Yan explained what had happened during the surgery and went over a few details, Master Qiankun left him to one side like a piece of trash that had served its purpose.
Fortunately, Jing Yan was happy to take it easy. He wasn't a professional, after all, and he couldn't make heads or tails of many of Master Qiankun's procedures. All he knew was that Master Qiankun had stuck a lot of silver needles into Lin Ling and was also using some sort of burning moxa-like thing, pressing it hard against the acupuncture points until the flesh sizzled.
He had to admit, watching Master Qiankun work was a pleasure.
That man stood at the pinnacle of Qing's medical world. His movements flowed like water, precise down to the finest detail, as though he'd honed them through countless trials. His hands were so steady that he seemed less like a person and more like a precision instrument at work.
But after watching for a long time, it started to get boring. Master Qiankun seemed to have no intention of stopping anytime soon.
Taking a moment, Jing Yan reflexively opened his friends list and glanced over it. His eyelid immediately twitched.
Qing Chen's avatar had lit up again.
He barely had time to hesitate before jumping to his feet.
As the others stared in confusion, Jing Yan had already rushed out of the inn.
But as soon as he got