Sixty Frames

"Use acupuncture to drive out the poison?" Zhong Yunkun's eyes lit up. "That would work, but the technique is so intricate that I haven't grasped its mysteries." Or rather, he'd never had the chance to study more advanced acupuncture techniques. He could manage the basics, but driving out poison was beyond him. "Is Daoist Qiao a Medicine Cultivator too? You're skilled in acupuncture? When you treat my senior brother, may I watch?"

It was a rude request. Many Spell Arts were closely guarded secrets. But Medicine Cultivators were different: they preferred to exchange techniques, gain new insights, and heal more people. And Zhong Yunkun's eyes made it clear how deeply he loved medicine. On hearing that Qiao Ranran would treat Wei Huai with acupuncture, his first reaction hadn't been to doubt her. He'd simply seen a chance to witness a more exquisite technique.

He's rather interesting.

Qiao Ranran narrowed her eyes and smiled. "Of course." Then she glanced at Yu Mingxuan. "It's just that Daoist Yu doubts I can do it. She doesn't seem keen on letting me try!"

Zhong Yunkun scratched the back of his head and said to Yu Mingxuan with complete sincerity, "Medicine Cultivators rely heavily on talent, and acupuncture even more so. Junior Sister Yu, you mustn't judge by appearances. Daoist Qiao must have skills of her own. Just look how much Senior Brother Wei trusts her."

In other words, he trusted Wei Huai, not Qiao Ranran.

"But..." Yu Mingxuan was still hung up on it. "Men and women shouldn't touch so intimately..."

Qiao Ranran: Pfft.

Rather than worrying about Wei Huai or doubting her medical skills, Yu Mingxuan simply didn't want her to have the spotlight. Her motives were easy enough to read.

"Putting aside whether you're truly concerned about Daoist Wei's injuries, you still