The man turned his head, and there stood another man at the doorway, exuding self-assurance, with an aura of unmatchable might between his eyebrows.
"Who are you?" Iron Cannon asked, immediately frowning.
"You will soon find out who I am," Pharmacist Xian glanced at Iron Cannon, noticing the unskilled way he pounded medicine, it was clear Iron Cannon was an amateur.
This medical hall is indeed a joke!
An apprentice who doesn't even know how to pound medicine dares to hang a 'curing the world' signboard?
Pharmacist Xian's face showed a trace of mockery, and he was more convinced in his heart that the so-called Divine Doctor Su Han was just a fame-seeker.
Ignoring Iron Cannon, who couldn't even pound medicine, Pharmacist Xian walked straight to the pregnant woman and took her pulse: "I am also a practitioner of Chinese Medicine, far superior to the so-called Divine Doctor here."
