Yolanda's eyes widened in surprise. "You want to be my disciple?"
It was remarkable that Derek, who was an esteemed miracle doctor, would consider learning from someone several decades younger than him just for the sake of a long-lost acupuncture technique.
"I can teach you if you want to learn, but..." Her tone shifted, "I can't accept you as my disciple."
His expression froze. "Ms. Henderson, is it because you think my qualifications are too mediocre?"
Yolanda smiled lightly. "Not at all. It's just that my master wouldn't appreciate having a disciple of your age. Don't worry. As long as you're willing to learn, I will definitely teach you."
The Five Elements Divine Needles wasn't some secret skill. If Derek mastered it and could help patients suffering from ailments, it would fulfill the technique's true purpose.
"Really?" He was caught off guard by her swift agreement.
In today's traditional medicine community, some would hoard even a simple cold remedy, clamoring to patent it.
Yet, Yolanda was willing to share the long-lost Five Elements Divine Needles so readily, which surprised him.
He felt an increased respect for her. Her excellence had nothing to do with age. He was not jealous because she was young. He genuinely wanted to learn from her.
"Okay." Then, after a moment, Yolanda added, "I'll write down some key points for you to study. If you have questions, come back to ask me."
"Great!" Derek eagerly handed her a piece of paper and a pen.
Yolanda wrote down the key points for the first six techniques. Though it was only a few simple lines, mastering and applying them wouldn't be easy.
Had it not been for Yolanda's natural intelligence and photographic memory, she wouldn't have learned the Five Elements Divine Needles in just three years.
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