A moment later, the silver thread was withdrawn.
However, Young Master Mu remained silent, not announcing the diagnosis.
Yang Chuxia was speechless, thinking, what kind of person is this? Just tell me, would you? Iâve even prepared the consultation fee!
Seeing Yang Chuxiaâs anxiety, Ye Ziâan asked on her behalf, "I wonder what the diagnosis is for uncle according to Divine Doctor Mu?"
Upon hearing Ye Ziâanâs question, Yang Dachuan finally realized that the man was taking his pulse and also eagerly looked at Young Master Mu.
When Young Master Mu heard the question, he snorted and looked at Ye Ziâan, "Didnât you say youâre better than me? Why donât you tell me the diagnosis?"
Ye Ziâanâs mouth twitched in response.
Yang Chuxiaâs face twisted as well!
Their respective servants responded similarly!
Seeing Ye Ziâan not saying anything, Young Master Mu became even more arrogant, "Go ahead, tell me the diagnosis!"
Yang Chuxia was speechless, "Young Master Mu, why do you have to push people too hard? Everyone has their own expertise. Brother An didnât study medicine. Why do you have to make things difficult for him?"
Young Master Mu raised the corner of his mouth when he heard this, "Well, he did compare women with me!" After saying this, he felt something was wrong, but didnât think too deeply about it, instead simply stating, "Thereâs no cure!"
"What the hell!" It was Yang Chuxiaâs turn to swear, "If you canât cure it, then why the hell are you acting high and mighty? I thought you could cure him! I even prepared the bargaining chip, and after all this fuss, you canât cure him! Whatâs there to be arrogant about!"
Young Master Mu rolled his eyes, "Iâm not a god! Although Iâm called a divine doctor, Iâm still human after all. And your fatherâs arm has been injured for many years, plus he didnât take care of it before, so the tendons and meridians in it have become dead."
Hearing that there was no cure, Yang Chuxia and the others were somewhat disappointed, but they thought that it was reasonable because he was not a god after all.
It was Yang Dachuan who was more open-minded, "Xiaxia, itâs okay, if dad canât be cured, it canât be helped. Iâm used to it, and it doesnât hold me back from doing things!"
Seeing Yang Dachuanâs open-mindedness, Yang Chuxia and Ye Ziâan were relieved. A moment later, Yang Chuxia asked,
"So when are you going to treat Brother An?"
"Tonight!" said Young Master Mu indifferently.
"Why do we have to wait until tonight?" Yang Chuxia asked curiously, "Arenât you going to insert needles? Wonât it be hard to see the acupoints in the dark?"
Yang Chuxia swore she was just genuinely curious, as this world definitely had no electricity and no bright lights at night. She definitely wasnât questioning Young Master Muâs medical skills.
However, in Young Master Muâs view, Yang Chuxia was indeed doubting his medical skills, so he coldly glared at her and left with a flourish of his sleeves.
Leaving Yang Chuxia feeling baffled.
Meanwhile, in the same courtyard, a man in white clothes drank tea while laughing as he listened to a report about the incident in the front yard from a hidden guard.
When Young Master Mu approached,
He smiled faintly, "Shaoling, you should really get married!"
"What does this have to do with me being married or not?" Our Young Master Mu, Shaoling by name, drank the tea on the table in one gulp and snorted, "Iâm the famous divine doctor, and that little girl dares to question my medical skills, sheâs absolutely unforgivable! If it werenât for her still being useful, I would definitely..."
"Alright, Shaoling!" The man in white gently said, "No need to be petty with a girl! Itâs a pity sheâs of low status, and sheâs already betrothed."
"Hey, hey, hey, what are you thinking?" Young Master Muâs eyes widened, "That little girl is only twelve years old!"
"Girls can get married at fourteen or fifteen," said the man in white lightly, "But the main issue is still her low status!"