After hearing this, Qin Siyang's gaze finally turned serious. "So this Zuo You's medical skills are very likely better than both of yours?"
"Yes," Zhao Fengjun said. "I don't know whose sequence level is higher, but even now, I can't revive four people at once who've been dead for twenty minutes."
"But why hasn't anyone else noticed?"
"We may not be the only two who have noticed," Zhao Fengjun said. "People with other sequence abilities don't understand the situation, so it's normal for them not to notice. But most medical sequence users ask around about their colleagues' accomplishments, so they may well have realized how skilled Zuo You is."
"Then why haven't they told anyone? For example, they could tell some powerful faction in exchange for benefits."
Chen Fenghe smiled. "Xiao Qin, we doctors are free of illness and misfortune, and we're self-sufficient. Is getting a few benefits really that important to us? What do you think we lack?"
Qin Siyang instinctively wanted to say, "Love," but swallowed the word before it left his tongue.
Zhao Fengjun said, "If you tell some big shot from another faction that you've seen through Zuo You's act, they'll ask, 'Why were you the one who noticed? Are you a highly skilled doctor too?' Then you'll get dragged into it yourself. Even if you manage to escape that predicament, you sell a colleague to a faction today, and tomorrow some other faction might abduct you."
"Most doctors don't have two formidable older brothers like mine, or a formidable partner like Dean Chen's. They have no way to protect themselves. Putting themselves in one another's shoes, they naturally all keep a low profile."
Qin Siyang nodded. "I understand. But from what you're saying, getting Dr. Zuo You to step forward and join the Joint Medical