"What? Madam Ling? You're saying the person who treated your father is actually a woman?" Elder Yang was furious when he heard this.
Yu Chengde was taken aback and said, "Yes, I met Madam Ling on my journey home. We travelled together, and she said she could cure my father's illness and wake him up, so I did as she said and collected the spirit herbs."
"Ridiculous! You actually believed the words of a woman. That's just ridiculous!" Elder Yang scolded, sternly glaring at Yu Chengde. "Are you saying that she, a mere woman, is more skilled than I, the Saint-rank physician? I couldn't treat his illness, but she can? And you actually believed her? Absolutely ridiculous!"
Yu Chengde was embarrassed. Indeed, by entrusting Madam Ling with his father's treatment, wasn't he saying that he thought Madam Ling was more skilled than Elder Yang? However, recalling the calm and confident Madam Ling, he was actually more inclined to trust her. After all, they were no ordinary couple!
