As a junior, Zara could only state facts. But Brandon clearly did not want to claim any credit.

"Nonsense. I merely assisted. Success or failure rested with Felix. Truthfully, I've never seen such a passionate young healer in Dragonia in all these years. If anything happens to him, it would be a national tragedy," Brandon said.

With traditional medicine's declining succession, Brandon's words were not exaggerated. They were spoken from the heart.

"Dr. Quinn, you're too modest. Are you saying Felix's skills surpass yours?" Nala asked.

Brandon nodded. "I admit it. He is indeed better than me. As in martial arts, skill determines rank in medicine. Age is merely a rough measure."

His disciple, Gale, stood silently nearby. He had been thoroughly humbled by Felix. Remembering his earlier words, guilt and remorse consumed him.

Hearing these answers, especially from Brandon himself, Nala's lips curled into a smile beneath her veil. Felix's medical prowess had reached such heights. No