Chapter 268: Caspian Yare's Shock: I Want to Take Him as My Disciple

The moment he finished, Casey Fairburn's expression shifted. Earlier, Diego Santee had pointed out that the root lay in the liver-sharp, no doubt. The problem was, this young man seemed too eager to perform, his edges too exposed. In Traditional Medicine, steadiness and slow accumulation mattered. Flashiness was a bad sign. A good doctor had to be humble and rigorous first. "Who do you think you are? 'You disagree'?" Christian Lyson said coldly. "My diagnosis was approved by my master, and the...