The illness was so sudden; it took only a week from falling ill to passing away, and even Yin Xiaofan, who had taken Master Zhou's pulse, couldn't find the cause. He could only watch as Master Zhou's condition worsened each day until he finally passed away. It was a situation with no solution at all.
Because of this, for the following three years, Yin Xiaofan had been desperately reading medical books. He wanted to enhance his own Medical Skill, not wanting to feel powerless again when faced with a gravely ill loved one. He couldn't bear to experience that feeling of helplessness a second time.
"Ah! It really is a pity, who would have thought that Master Zhou, a person who seemed otherworldly, would pass away just like that." Old Master Wang said with a hint of sadness. "However, Master Zhou now has a successor."
