As soon as Chen Dakai's voice fell, the venue erupted into another round of enthusiastic applause.
Contestants were rubbing their hands together eagerly, itching to try their skills.
"Looks like this Traditional Chinese Medicine competition wasn't in vain."
"Exactly, whoever ranks in the top three will have nothing to worry about in the future. Not only can they bring honor to their ancestors, but they can also provide a comfortable life for their family."
"Cut the crap, Old Wei. Anyone can make it into the top three except you. No offense, but you're not even fit to carry others' shoes for them."
"Shut the hell up, as if you could do any better. The guy who mistook a cold for pneumonia, if it hadn't been for me back then, you would have been doomed in that lawsuit over a patient's death. Would you even be standing here now?"
"Give me a break, you have the nerve to talk? If it wasn't for my miraculous healing, you wouldn't be standing here either."
