"Miss Zhang Xi, what do you mean by that?" an expert on the panel asked in confusion.
"I mean these patients weren't healed by her!" Zhang Xi coldly glanced at Mi Xue.
"Zhang Xi, do you have any evidence?"
Zhang Xi didn't reply but instead walked up to Mi Xue and asked, "So, are you healing with traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine?"
"Chi, Chinese medicine..." Mi Xue, overwhelmed by Zhang Xi's presence, struggled to breathe.
"You claim your method is Chinese medicine? How is it that I feel you don't understand it at all?" Zhang Xi leaned closer to Mi Xue, arrogantly asking, "Tell me, what are the basic techniques of acupuncture? What happens if one eats seaweed with onions? Which acupoint should be pierced for abdominal pain? What is the function of Lysimachia christinae?"
Zhang Xi's series of sharp questions caught Mi Xue off guard.
These are all fundamental knowledge in Chinese medicine, yet Mi Xue didn't know them.
