That was Jeming's work.
Eric had studied for ten years, and he believed he was far superior to any physician in the Association when it came to "healing."
But compared to Jeming, he felt he was still crawling while his teacher was already flying.
He couldn't even clearly say where Jeming was better than him.
Or rather, Jeming's superiority was all-encompassing, not limited to any specific technique.
The understanding of the mysterious, the insight into the soul, the prediction of energy flow…
When handling a complex case of soul damage, he needed to repeatedly check, cautiously probe, and progress step by step.
Jeming only needed to take a glance to know where the problem was, how to solve it, and how long it would take.
Ten years had passed.
He thought he had come a long way, but every time he saw Jeming take action, he would confirm once again the fact: the distance between him and his teacher had not shortened even by a millimeter over time.
