Lin Tian said with a mix of amusement and exasperation, "Teacher, how could I not trust you? The prescription you gave is absolutely the best in the world; there's no way I'd change it."
"You're getting full of yourself, aren't you? Do you think I don't know your skills? If I ask you to look, then just look." Zhao Xuefeng was a straightforward person, always speaking his mind.
Everyone in the room was used to this scene. Lin Tian could provide many prescriptions, and his reputation was already so well-known nationwide, no one believed this was Zhao Xuefeng's doing. People were more inclined to believe Lin Tian's medical skills surpassed Zhao Xuefeng's.
Lin Tian didn't hold back either; he took the prescription and looked over it briefly. It was a very standard formula to nourish the meridians, improve circulation, and aid excretion. The herbs and doses used were mild, probably because they were afraid Lin Tian's body couldn't handle anything too potent.
