"The old man's open-mindedness makes us juniors admire him." Lin Tian said sincerely.
"Xiao Tian, speaking of admiration, you are the one who makes this old man admire you. So young, yet you've mastered the Nine Needle Technique, are a pharmacist, and an Ancient Martial Artist, and you've achieved so much in entrepreneurship. At your age, I was far behind. Among the younger generation now, no one can compare to you." Mr. Yun praised with a smile.
"It's just a fortunate coincidence." Lin Tian said humbly. Mr. Yun didn't argue but watched Lin Tian's acupuncture with a smile.
After several days of continuous acupuncture, Lin Tian was already very proficient. This time, he finished today's acupuncture treatment in less time than before.
As Lin Tian was putting away the golden thread, the old man suddenly said, "Xiao Tian, you don't need to come and give me acupuncture tomorrow?"
"Why? Is the old man going on a long trip?" Lin Tian asked curiously, putting down his sleeve.
