"So, can you tell me what kind of medical skills you have?"
Wang Chongyang suddenly felt that his patience was exceptionally good today.
Although he felt uncomfortable looking at Lin Zifeng, he still forcibly suppressed his irritation towards him.
"I don't know anything." Lin Zifeng shook his head, speaking honestly.
"..."
Wang Chongyang's facial muscles twitched, feeling the unpleasant taste of being teased.
"But I can remove illness energy. Although I'm not very skilled in Chinese medicine, I can use my own abilities to help patients alleviate a lot of pain." Just when Wang Chongyang was almost in despair, Lin Zifeng poured another bucket of cold water.
"..."
Wang Chongyang said nothing, just staring blankly at him.
