On my way down the mountain for treatment, I bumped into a rich kid driving a luxury car.
I kindly told him that the road up the mountain was steep and couldn't be driven, but he scoffed.
"Stinky beggar, I'm going to ask a miracle doctor to come out and treat Mr. Chen in the imperial capital. Can you afford to delay the time of treating Mr. Chen?"
But what he didn't know was,
The master has passed away, and the only successor of the miracle doctor in this world is me.
