A Medical Skill Battle was the standard way to resolve issues in medicine. Two people would solve a condition at the same time, and whoever solved it faster and more thoroughly would win the battle.
He'd learned dry needling from his master. It needed nine needles, but the results varied based on strengths, depths, and sequences.
Soon, they picked out two patients with stomach problems.
Reginald used a needle and teased, "Let's stick to old traditions and let the eldest do it first. Since you‘re my senior, I'll let you choose your desired patient. Heh!"
There was still blood on Dent's lips. He gritted his teeth and said, "No need for that. As a junior, you should choose first. I don't want you to complain that it's unfair and go back on your word when I win later!"
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