"You should devote yourself to the Medical Dao, rather than learn the Martial Dao."
Zhang Zhongjing advised:
"How many people can Martial Dao save? Only Medical Dao can save countless people from plagues, illnesses, and other disasters!"
"..."
Ding Ling fell silent.
"Ding Ling, my sincere advice is for you to do this."
There was a touch of sorrow in Zhang Zhongjing's sigh:
"There are too few true Divine Doctors nowadays. Even I have many patients whom I cannot cure, and I am at a loss with some serious diseases, yet you are so young and already much better than me! But of course, that's not the key."
His face radiated with hopeful light:
"Your talent in the Medical Dao is what's crucial! If you could master all the medical skills in this world, innovate and study stronger medical skills, write better and more easily understood medical books, then the future world would surely see countless Medical Gods emerge. Only then can the people be saved!"
He looked at Ding Ling:
