As soon as Wang Daniu spoke, the entire room erupted into commotion.
In everyone's eyes, not only was Wang Daniu dressed unsophisticatedly, but he was also a young practitioner of Chinese medicine. This inexperienced youngster ought to be tidying up after his teacher, unable to handle serious illnesses.
Wang Daniu's casual remarks even more so insulted the intelligence of the many reputed physicians present.
"Young man, don't make such absolute statements. How could it be a slight ailment when so many have failed to cure it? I think it's best if you don't involve yourself in this matter to avoid embarrassment," Master Wu Dawei, dressed in traditional Chinese attire, advised.
Although he too was irritated by Wang Daniu's arrogance, he thought it best to offer friendly advice, considering they were fellow practitioners of Chinese medicine.
Compared to Master Wu's kindness, Professor Zhou from the provincial hospital snorted angrily, not hiding his contempt for Wang Daniu.
