Yunyi, upon hearing his words, showed surprise in her eyes. "Old Master, are you willing to teach me?"
Yuan Yuxun had been sent to this place for two reasons. First, someone had set their sights on the Yuan family's ancestral prescriptions and resorted to despicable tactics behind the scenes. Second, he had been framed and reported by his own student.
Yuan Yuxun understood why Yunyi would ask him that. "The kindness you've shown to my grandchild and me cannot be repaid. Now, the only thing I can offer is this medical skill." Upon finishing, he sighed heavily, possibly reflecting upon past experiences.
Naturally, Yunyi wouldn't refuse. "Good, I'll come to seek your guidance whenever I have time."
In the world of Western medicine, Yuan Yuxun was an authority on neurology and cardiology; the surgeries he performed rarely failed. It was just a pity that such a person had been framed and sent here to waste his years.
