Zack could not understand it at all.

The rest could only watch.

All they could tell was Sean's movements were skillful and smooth.

Soon, Sean retrieved all nine silver needles.

After disinfecting them, he put them back into the needle box.

"Whew!"

Zack exhaled and said with a sigh, "Mr. Lennon, you're good at medicine."

There was a saying that two of a trade seldom agreed. Zack was a doctor, but he sincerely praised a young doctor like Sean.

It showed Zack had genuine respect for Sean.

"Mr. Judson, he's not even your master. You just mistook him for someone else. Why be so polite to him?"

Quill could not help but sneer as he was displeased from watching.

Zack paused for two seconds before slowly looking up.

"No matter what, Mr. Lennon's special needle treatment is outstanding.

"He's better than me, so I owe him respect and politeness."

Zack glanced at Quill and explained softly.

In any field, the master was the teacher. It was the same for the medical field.

Quill was r