"Actually, I haven't done much. Grandfather said that your injury needs rest, and the medicine he prescribed for you was also of the nurturing kind. Later, I felt your condition was improving a bit, so I changed the prescription daily. It really worked; you got better while taking it. How's that? My medicine is amazing, right?"
Lin Tian rolled his eyes, opened his mouth but didn't say anything.
After all, hitting a 'novice' and destroying their confidence isn't a good thing.
Suddenly, Lin Tian thought of the few classes he attended at Kanyue City Medical University.
In one class, Zhao Xuefeng showed them many cases of failure, including one where a quack gave a ridiculous prescription to a patient with a cold, resulting in a village plagued by a virus, where everyone died miserably.
