Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 2227 Skelemar Appears

When the participants heard Boyd say that, they all had puzzled looks.

After all, only the best young doctors from various provinces were eligible to compete in such a competition.

Those who had completed the competition earlier had naturally watched Matthew's acupuncture live stream.

There was no issue with the acupoint accuracy or the depth of the needle insertion. It was not possible, as the judges claimed, for the patient to not improve with such skill. "Your evaluation was poorly done! Matthew's medical expertise, along with that of Lola Crichton and the little monk, makes it impossible for them to be eliminated," said Roland. He understood very well that Matthew, the creator of the Reconstruction Pill, couldn't possibly be eliminated.

Matthew, the Goddess of Meteora, and the little monk were all exceptional in both medicine and martial arts. With such a combination, how could they be eliminated? With Roland leading the way, several disciples from the hidden sect also came forward to show their support.

And when the audience realized what was happening, they erupted in anger.

"Trash judges! Give us our hard-earned money back."

"They should just go home if they can't make sound judgments."

"Are they judging with their feet?"

Matthew's needling technique astounded even those who had no medical background, so they never imagined that the judging panel would immediately disqualify him. Meanwhile, Boyd was unaware of the situation outside.

was united with the other bribed judges, he believed he could completely subdue Matthew and keep him

criticism Roland and the others had

all, there were no cameras here,

supervising judge, in collaboration with the scoring judges, had completely blocked Matthew's way

the people from Emsgate, one of them sneered as he

they just getting

lack the necessary skills, don't participate in the Holy Doctor Competition and humiliate

every opportunity

subdue him, they would be happy. When Boyd saw someone standing up for him,

then, a voice from among the crowd rang

results. The patient treated by

his face

How dare they question our

he was done, he deeply regretted what he had

they

"That idiot is me."

sentence, and there

this moment, Boyd felt as if his soul had left