Did You Feed Your Conscience to the Dogs?

When the medical staff in the ward saw him like this, they could not help but whisper to each other.

"Is there a need to be so tired? Isn't it just acupuncture? You're actually sweating profusely from exhaustion?"

"I think his body is too weak. It's better to give himself a jab first."

"Hahaha, I think so too. He doesn't think that Old Master Zhao will wake up with a few needles, does he?"

"How is this possible? How could there be such medical skills in this world? Moreover, I saw that his acupuncture technique was very clumsy. One look and I could tell that he was a novice."

"After all, he's self-taught. How can he really be compared to a top student who graduated from medical school?"

"A layman who has studied for a few days dares to brag? It's too funny…"

Just as everyone was laughing at him, Divine Doctor Han stared blankly at the silver needles.