Due to the shock of the previous incident with Lin Fan, Mo Chen was not surprised at all, merely nodding slightly.
"Yi Medical Saint, thank you for traveling such a long way."
A perfunctory remark, neither too warm nor too cold, utterly devoid of emotion.
Yi Tianqiu immediately put on a stern face. He was from the Shennong Clan, invited here to heal someone, yet treated so indifferently!
He felt slighted and quite displeased.
"Yi Medical Saint, I've heard much about you!"
Mo Yunsheng, smiling broadly, quickly approached Yi Tianqiu and greeted him respectfully.
In truth, he had only heard of the name and didn't know the specifics.
But they were nothing more than the same old stories, miraculous hands, god-like skills, and the like.
Over the past ten years, every person who came to treat the Clan Leader's wife had some miraculous stories, astounding and jaw-dropping at first.
But in the end, few achieved beneficial results, with many dying or getting injured.
