"Are you talking about that drunkard?"
"Huh? How do you know?" Qing Yi felt more and more that this person was a bit strange.
Even though he'd just arrived a couple of days ago, it seemed like he knew a lot about Wu Garden.
"...I heard it from Xiao'ai."
"Oh." Qing Yi nodded and continued, "Even though he's called a drunkard, he rarely gets drunk. He learned medicine from his master since childhood, and he's even more skilled than many old doctors in the big hospitals."
"Indeed, his qualifications are pretty good. Next time we meet, I could give him a few pointers."
After all, he did save his life. If it weren't for his unsuitable status, he could have considered taking him as a disciple.
But that drinking habit really needs to change.
The last time he saw him, he could tell that the drunkard's health was failing, with issues in his liver, spleen, and lungs.
