Sitting beside them, Blake Hemsworth, the president of the Cleapolis Acupuncture Society, joined in the conversation. “That’s right! And besides, he claimed that he’d be using traditional acupuncture. I’d like to see how he’s gonna perform acupuncture on the patient!”

Upon hearing his words, those medical bigwigs immediately chimed in, “That’s right. I’m afraid nobody in Cleapolis can outdo Mr. Hemsworth when it comes to acupuncture skills!”

“Mr. Hemsworth, with your discerning eyes, you’ll certainly be able to tell what that brat is capable of at a glance!”

Just then, Matt arrived at the scene as well. Folding his hands at the bigwigs, he said loudly, “Thank you everyone for taking time out from your busy schedule to come here. Today, we must strip the fame-seeking conman of his disguise so that he’ll no longer be able to continue to commit fraud under the pretense of traditional medicine!”

As he spoke, the cameras kept flashing at the back of the crowd, just like during a press conference.

Ronald, the chairman of Foundation for Development of Traditional Medicine, asked, “Where is Mr. Felix Jacob? Why hasn’t he arrived yet?”

to deal with,” Matt explained. “But if that brat fails to cure the patient, he’ll definitely do everything he can to bring that d*mned charlatan to

here because he didn’t want to come head-to-head with Kingsley. The assassin he had hired last time had vanished without a trace. At such a

taken care of. Wiping his sweat away, he came up to Matt and whispered, “President Fox, are you trying to make Mr. Nicholson’s medical skills famous all over the world, or are you trying to ruin him?” At first, he had thought that Matt had gone to

Church, this is none of your concern. I

here! It’s fine if you want to ruin Kingsley, but don’t drag me into this!” he said while pointing at the onlookers on the second floor, the third floor, and the fourth floor who were leaning on the railings and looking down. Then, he continued

shoulder. “Don’t worry. I’ve talked

at rest. “I-In that case,

of the hospital’s general surgery department, asking the latter

his wheelchair, Joshua couldn’t help breaking into a cold sweat in nervousness at the sight of

this, Leroy bent down and comforted him, saying, “Don’t worry, Dad. Mr.

son’s words, Joshua gradually recovered himself. “I trust him! I

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