"What nonsense are you talking?"
"Where did this madman come from, spouting such rubbish!"
"Are you questioning Master Mingxin's medical skills?"
"Hmph, you learned a few half-baked tricks somewhere and dare to babble nonsense. Believe it or not, I'll throw you out?"
"This is not a place for you to run wild. Leave at once, or you'll only bring trouble upon yourself!"
The youth's words were like a stone cast into a thousand ripples, and everyone in Hundred Departures Pavilion immediately erupted into discussion!
They had absolute faith in Master Mingxin's medical skills. This youth had appeared from who knew where and begun spouting nonsense—he was practically questioning the master's judgment.
"Shut up, all of you!"
Master Mingxin clearly had not expected anyone to speak up. Unlike the others, however, he did not argue. Instead, he looked at Nie Yun. "Little brother, if you have any insights, feel free to share them! In the medical path, there is no first or last; the accomplished are the teachers! With my medical skills, I truly cannot save this young master. I wonder what method you have?"
Though his tone was sincere, Master Mingxin clearly did not quite believe that the youth before him could treat the patient.
"This junior shall make a fool of himself, then!"
The youth smiled faintly and took two steps to the young master's side. "Young Master, I would like to perform a Pulse Diagnosis. You do not mind, do you?"
"Hehe, what are you saying, sir? Examine me as you please!"
The young master signaled Liu Hao and the others not to stop him. Smiling lightly, he calmly extended his arm.
"Excuse me."
The youth placed two fingers on his wrist. Before three seconds had passed, he withdrew them. "I would like to look at Young