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In terms of seniority... Rhett still had to address Nash as his martial uncle.

In fact, he had just freed up his schedule recently and was planning to visit his martial uncle in Jonford.

"Mr. Crew, are you kidding me? He looks like he's only in his 20s!"

Yorick's shock was beyond measure.

This was too outrageous, was it not?

The president of the General Traditional Medicine Association, Rhett Crew, who was nearly a hundred years old, had to address Nash as his martial uncle?

"Mr. Crew, even if he is your junior martial uncle, it's just a matter of seniority, right?

"Considering his age, even if he started learning medicine from the womb, he couldn't possibly be more skilled than you. You're a master who's been studying medicine for over 50 years!"

Yorick's tone was very confident as he tried to understand things from a normal person's perspective.

"Yorick, haven't you heard of talent? Have you never seen those prodigies who graduate from university at the age of 13?"

Rhett said with great sincerity, "Let me give you a piece of advice. If you study under him, your future achievements will surpass mine countless times. His medical skills have surpassed the realm that we ordinary people can comprehend. "It's not an exaggeration to say that he can bring the dead back to life!"

Yorick was once again stunned.

Rhett's evaluation of this person was so high. Bring the dead back to life, he said?

Was this not too exaggerated?

After exchanging a few more words, Rhett hung up the phone and declared that he would not accept Yorick as his disciple.

Hence, Yorick sighed helplessly. It seemed that he could only seek to study under Nash.

The reason he became interested in traditional medicine was to one day cure his great-grandfather's back injury.

Suddenly, Yorick shuddered.

He remembered when his great-grandfather hit him, his back was straight.

Not to mention, the strength in his strike was very strong. It was even enough to slap him away.

Could it be that Nash had healed his great-grandfather?

Yorick took a deep breath and immediately ran back to his great-grandfather's house.

When he arrived, he heard that his great-grandfather had gone fishing, so he hurried to the artificial lake.Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

Next to the artificial lake at the Shallowtail Villa District, there were many willow trees planted around it. Kaden, Dallas, and Nash sat under the willow trees fishing.

The three of them chatted and laughed, enjoying themselves.

Suddenly, Kaden asked, "Nashy, why don't you speak to Rhett now and let him persuade Yorick?"

He had been the patriarch of the Copper family for eight generations. Although his son and grandson had already sacrificed themselves for the country, they died with honor.

If his great-grandson could truly become a doctor who saved lives, it would not dishonor the reputation of the Copper family.

"There's no need to say anything. It seems Yorick has already come to us!"

Nash stared at the bobber, and as it sank, he quickly lifted the rod and pulled up a golden carp.

"Hey, you caught the only golden fish in the artificial lake?" remarked a sanitation worker nearby, who was holding a broom. Kaden laughed heartily. "You've got some luck!"

Nash smiled faintly and placed the

golden carp into Kaden's bucket. "A golden fish is not common in a pond. When it meets the wind and waves, it turns into a dragon. My luck was because of you, General Copper.

"If you hadn't taken me fishing, how could I have caught this golden carp?"

Kaden naturally caught Nash's double meaning. Was Nash saying that his great-grandson was a dragon?

"Tiggs, come here for a moment!"

Kaden turned to a guard not far away.

The guard quickly approached. "Sir..."

Kaden pointed to the bucket and said, "Release this golden carp into the sea!"

The guard nodded and then walked away with the bucket.

Shortly after he left, Yorick timidly approached them.

He knelt straight behind Nash and said weakly, "Mr. Calcraft, please accept me as your disciple!"

Kaden felt pleased inside but did not turn to look at him. He even intentionally kept a stern face, as if still upset about what happened earlier. "Why the sudden change of heart?"

With his back to Yorick, Nash baited the hook with a worm and cast it out.

Yorick chuckled. "Mr. Crew said that I can learn true skills by following you, Mr. Calcraft!"

Nash placed the fishing rod on the stand and then turned around, calmly saying, "I don't have so many strict rules. Just bow three times

casually as a sign of respect