Liu Danggui and Zhou Wenju both looked astonished. The Heavenly Mystery Hall was one of Great Kang's three great medical halls, a leader of its medical community and revered by physicians throughout the realm. If Meng Zizai really had come from the Heavenly Mystery Hall, his medical skills had to be extraordinary.
Zhou Wenju felt secretly ashamed. People had long called him the Divine Doctor of the Southwest and respectfully hailed him as Western Sichuan's Number One Divine Doctor. At first, he had thought little of it, but as more and more people addressed him that way, he had gradually accepted it deep down. In all honesty, he believed few people in Western Sichuan could rival his abilities. Yet after meeting Hu Xiaotian, the confidence built on decades of experience had suffered a devastating blow, even making him question his own medical skills. Now that he had heard that a master physician who had once practiced at the Heavenly Mystery Hall was living in a Miao Stockade near this small town, he felt all the more ashamed.
In truth, he could have left long ago. He had decided to stay a few extra days solely because he wanted an opportunity to discuss medicine with Hu Xiaotian, who had opened his eyes to an entirely new field he had never encountered before.
There were things Zhou Wenju could not conveniently ask in Liu Danggui's presence. Only after Liu Danggui and his son left did he say quietly, "Lord Hu, how did you come to be injured? Was it that same band of thieves from last night?"
Hu Xiaotian shook his head. "That's still unclear. We captured two of them alive and locked them up at the yamen. We'll see whether we can get anything out of them later." He changed the