"Thus, Ice Silkworms, which would otherwise remain unchanged for life, can begin spinning cocoons and producing silk. Once the harvested threads are woven, they become an incredibly lightweight top-grade material impervious to blades, spears, water, and fire. Dissolved into a solution through a secret method, it can even treat neural damage and allow necrotic nerves to regrow..."
"It is said to treat paralysis and brain disorders."
"However, weaving it would require far more than one or two leaves. Only several Seven-Colored Hibiscus Brocades could meet that demand. If it is to be used for treatment..."
Chrysanthemum Douluo effortlessly rattled off a long string of knowledge that Chen Ming had never heard before.
Even if Chen Ming racked his brains, he never would have imagined that feeding this thing to an Ice Silkworm would make it produce silk. The two were worlds apart; who knew this stuff could cause some sort of chemical reaction with an Ice Silkworm?
Like he was caressing his lover, he reached out and stroked the Seven-Colored Hibiscus Brocade. Looking at its silk-like petals and the seven-colored radiance reflected beneath the sunlight, he simply could not put it down.
After a moment, Chrysanthemum Douluo nodded at Chen Ming, a hint of appreciation appearing in his eyes.
"Young man, thank you. You truly put thought into such a treasure. Come, sit down."
Chen Ming sat beside Dugu Bo, and their exchange officially began.
Although Chen Ming had given him a treasure, Chrysanthemum Douluo began testing Chen Ming's medical knowledge after putting away the Seven-Colored Hibiscus Brocade.
Medicine was vast and profound. In ordinary people's eyes, the older and more experienced a physician was, the more skilled he must be. In the eyes of abnormal people, the more patients a physician had killed, the more brilliant his medical skill