At this time, a man beside Liam said, “What my master said is right. Traditional medicine should not be regarded as medicine. It can only be regarded as an old cancer cell that harms the public! Sooner or later, it will be banned!”

“Who the hell are you?” Kingsley glanced at him coldly. “Do you have any reason to speak?”

Although Liam was a Qustian with a foreigner’s brain, he was already over sixty years old anyway, so Kingsley did not want to argue with him because of his literacy.

However, this man who spoke looked to be younger than forty, so of course, Kingsley was not going to tolerate him wilfully insulting traditional medicine!

“I’m Professor Clayton’s student. The name’s Mateo Ross, vice president of Cleapolis Neurology Hospital! Do you think I’m not qualified to speak?!”

Mateo raised his head high with a proud look on his face.

“No,” Kingsley retorted lightly. “You are nothing in my eyes, so just keep your mouth shut.”

“You—”

Mateo was so enraged that his hair almost stood up!

and fawned on him. Who would

needles damage your brain? How dare you speak to me

was filled with

better apologize to me and admit that traditional medicine is trash! Otherwise, I guarantee

he spoke, his

of a hospital, be insulted by a

overturn the situation, how was he going to continue working

“I would have apologized to you if you wanted me to, but how could you make me admit that traditional medicine is junk? Do you know how many Qustians have been

that’s because modern medicine did not exist yet!” Mateo sneered. “If modern medicine was found during ancient times, which fool would go

last sentence is also wrong! I’m going to immigrate to Mittera

the ancient doctors were

you only criticize traditional

right. I admit that traditional medicine is trash, but can you not betray your

crowd, “Am I wrong? Mittera is more than a half-century older than Qustia

came out, the

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