Many people in the medical hall had wanted to find an opportunity to humiliate this boy who had appeared out of nowhere, but upon hearing this, they all fell silent.
The other party had admitted it—could he really have been right?
Could this plain-looking fellow actually possess medical skills even greater than Master Mingxin's?
"There shouldn't be anything remarkable about that, right? Any physician should be able to see the problems in a person's body!"
After a moment of silence, someone in the crowd broke the quiet.
Yang-attributed meridians were blocked while yin-attributed meridians remained clear. This was not some particularly difficult condition; any physician who paid a little attention should be able to spot it!
Was it not somewhat far-fetched to use this as proof of a Yin Soul Physique?
Hearing this doubt, the others also turned to look.
"Any physician can indeed see that. However... about three inches beneath Young Master's armpit, if I am not mistaken, there should be a plum blossom-shaped yin mark. That... should not be visible, should it?"
The young man paid no heed to everyone's doubts and merely spoke calmly.
"Three inches beneath the armpit?"
Young Master himself could no longer move, so he signaled for Liu Hao to help. Liu Hao hurried forward and pulled down Young Master's clothing. Sure enough, three inches beneath his armpit was a bluish-black, plum blossom-shaped mark that had appeared at some unknown time, emitting faint threads of cold air.
"Please, sir, save him!"
Upon seeing this, no one doubted him any longer, and even their form of address changed.
Previously, they had called him Young Master merely as a casual form of address. Now they directly called him sir, showing that they completely believed his words.
"Actually... saving him is very simple. There is no need