Bai Xiao reflected on herself, realizing that her medical skills were quite superfluous; although powerful, under her deliberate disguise, they really didn't stand out. No one thought they were remarkable, especially in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine. You don't even take the pulse or prescribe herbal recipes, how could any patient trust you?
Knowing this herself was useless, too.
But she had tasted the bitter fruit of fame and success in her previous life, and in this one, she would rather be regarded as a mediocrity.
That fierce way of showing off wasn't her thing.
But now being criticized indirectly made things difficult! The Director was asking her to educate herself, and to be honest, it wasn't that she couldn't take a pulse—she could at least go through the motions if need be. In her previous life, she hadn't learned the real thing but had picked up how to fake it.