Trouble

  "Master, there is a man outside with a broken arm, can I diagnose him?" the now 12-year-old Anya said. It had been a few months since she started learning medicine directly from Ning and had thus started calling him master. 

He was also her cultivation master, but Ning didn't want to be called a master by a girl who was in the 3rd Qi condensation realm, since he had only reached the 8th Qi condensation realm and was still a month away from reaching the 9th realm. 

"Hmm… sure. But you won't get to treat him if it's anything advanced," Ning said. 

"Okay," Anya said as she walked out of the giant room. 

The 'hospital' was now huge. After getting a lot of patients, Ning had expanded the facility. Anya was also working in the hospital now and was used to handling patients with non-serious problems. 

She did what volunteers did back in Physician's hall.