"Just this...."
Patients at the door who were spectating showed peculiar expressions.
"Pfft...."
Even a few of them, unable to hold back, actually burst out laughing.
Among these dozens of patients, there were those with fractures, burns, and others not yet healed from surgeries, all more serious than the woman whose finger was wrapped with a band-aid.
She probably cut her hand while chopping vegetables at home and came to seek a remedy from Divine Doctor's senior disciple for a hemostatic and tissue-regenerating medicine, right?
This Stick Nation handsome guy, after all that picking, chose someone whose condition was neither painful nor itchy. Was he completely ignorant about medicine, or did he look down on our Hua Country's traditional Chinese medicine?
"Hmm... Qin Yu, this is a bit tricky!"
Unexpectedly, Divine Doctor looked at the woman and a serious expression appeared on his face.
"Indeed, clotting disorders, many experts are at a loss!"