"Great, let me know when you're coming tomorrow. I'll be waiting at home." Mr. Huang started to feel pleased and was very grateful to Jiang Xue. Although Jiang Xue was self-taught in her medical practice and it was her first time doing it, ever since he took the medicine she prescribed, his confidence had grown substantially.
He believed his illness could surely be cured.
Beside him, Mr. Lan was quite surprised to see Jiang Xue taking a pulse and diagnosing illness, saying with a smile, "Jiang Xue, who would have thought! So young, not only do you have great calligraphy skills but you can also diagnose illnesses. That's quite impressive."
"That's not all!" Mr. Huang laughed upon hearing this, saying, "You don't know; she can also play the guqin. Yesterday at Nan University's anniversary celebration, she performed High Mountain and Flowing Water beautifully on the guqin. With her level, she absolutely surpasses Level 10."
