"Alas, over the years I've sought out many renowned doctors across the land, and while their intentions were good, nothing seemed to work for some reason. The leftover medicine residues I've consumed could probably build a cottage." The Backsword Guest said with a bitter smile, "But they meant well, not knowing it would be so futile to ingest!"
"Dr. Qin, can you heal my father's illness?" The young man asked eagerly, his concern evident in his expression.
Qin Han furrowed his brow and said, "I can only say I'll give it a try, but I don't have complete confidence."
The young man's face changed upon hearing this and said, "Even you don't have complete confidence?"
Upon hearing Qin Han's words, the Backsword Guest showed a hint of disappointment, though it quickly vanished.
Qin Han, however, looked at the young man with curiosity and asked, "Did you know about me beforehand?"
