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"This...this is impossible! I must be dreaming..."
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Zhou Zhihua was completely dumbfounded, the scene before him utterly overturned his worldview!
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Without advanced medical equipment, using just two hands and a few silver needles, he cured the almost paralyzed Lu Zhengguo, this is defying the heavens!
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Ancient Medicine, when did it become so powerful!?
Not only Zhou Zhihua was dumbfounded, but so were Zhou Weiqing and Director Sun.
Zhou Weiqing's face looked like he had swallowed excrement; he had brought his uncle over to prove the superiority of Western medicine and to completely crush Ye Xuan underfoot.
But now, with Ye Xuan having cured Lu Zhengguo, wasn't this proving that Western medicine was inferior to Ancient Medicine?
Last time, he had already been defeated by Ye Xuan and had his face slapped hard; he never expected that this time he would dig his own grave again and jump right into it!
"How could this be... It shouldn't be like this..."
