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In an instant, the four people sitting across the table from Shen Qiang were all stunned. The fair-skinned man had a look of shock and disbelief, while the chubby man, who was pouring tea at the moment, failed to notice that not only had his cup overflowed, but the tea was already spilling out from the cup.
It wasn't until the spilling tea trickled down the table onto his pants that he suddenly came to his senses, frantically wiping his pants while looking at Shen Qiang in disbelief.
"Two hours for treating the wounds of 43 patients, averaging three minutes per patient? How is that possible? Could he really be a 'Medical God'?"
The chubby man's eyes were full of disbelief, while the dark and thin female doctor stood up abruptly and questioned, "That's impossible. Unless he was merely applying iodine to the patients, even an immortal couldn't do it that fast!"
The somewhat slow-witted man immediately nodded and said, "Only such an explanation would make sense."
