"Next!"

After Li Sheng woke up, Yun Miao began to treat other people.

Although she was treating patients, when she saw patients suffering from serious illnesses, Yun Miao would give them some painkillers to relieve their pain.

When it came to the last patient, Yun Miao studied his thin face with dark circles under his eyes, and then said solemnly, "Okay, please wait a moment!"

As he spoke, he wrote down the other person's illness and the treatment methods on a piece of paper.

Tai Shusheng on the opposite side had already finished reading, and everyone was waiting for Yun Miao.

"As expected of Mr. Taishu Sheng, he is very experienced and can see it clearly at a glance!" Zhao Jinghui flattered him and said with a smile.

Yun Miaohua took a longer time. She carefully considered and analyzed the situation, just to give the best solution that was most suitable for the patient.

"I'm fine too." Yun Miao started writing.

Qiu Hanqing, who was standing opposite him, sneered, "Are you having a headache because you don't know how to treat these serious illnesses? Or perhaps you just don't understand it at all?"

Yun Miao didn't bother to pay attention to him because someone from the Kyoto office had already come to collect the papers from her hand.

The two stacks of rice paper she and Tai Shusheng had placed on the desk in front of Qiu Hanqing.

Qiu Hanqing couldn't wait to look at Tai Shusheng's. Although the handwriting was sloppy, the content was sharp. He exclaimed repeatedly: "Wonderful, wonderful!"

Then he looked at Yun Miao, who didn't take it seriously.

But who knew that Yun Miao's writings were not much different from Tai Shusheng's, and most of them were the same. Yun Miao even annotated the side effects and precautions of each treatment method.

How could this be someone who didn't know medicine? Clearly, he not only knew medicine, but was even a master, on par with Mr. Taishu Sheng.

Qiu Hanqing glanced at Yun Miao with a complicated look.