Flander's demands shocked not only Su Yan, but everyone present.

Su Yanqi laughed and said, "Why do you need to bring my senior brothers along when you're sparring with me?"

Flander laughed and said, "That's more interesting. Of course, you can refuse. At most, people will just think that Miss Su Yan is a sore loser."

Su Yan looked at Guo Ziming and Ye Feixu, who were both silent, clearly leaving the decision to her. She was so angry she wanted to explode and wanted to give Flander a good scolding.

She gritted her teeth and said, "Fine, then if you lose, you must kneel down and apologize to my senior brothers, and you must also kneel down in front of my master, slap yourself in the face while saying that you, Flanderdi, deserved not to be Master Jue's disciple, that you are unworthy! Do you dare?"

Flanders nodded and said casually, "Of course, no problem."

Su Yan saw that he didn't take her words to heart at all, as if he would never lose.

She added a reminder: "Okay, if you can't do that, I guarantee you'll never leave Country A unscathed."

She will absolutely not give up.

Flander glanced at her and said, "Miss Su, don't worry. There's an old saying in Country A: 'A gentleman's word is as good as his bond.' I, Flander, will definitely keep my word, and with so many witnesses, there's no way I can escape."

"To be fair, we must find a highly respected person to set and review the questions. Do you have any objections?"

“No, that’s what I think too,” Flander said. “Mr. Ye and Mr. Guo don’t count; they are your senior brothers, and they will definitely favor you.”

"I'll do it!"

A deep, resonant, and extremely loud voice suddenly rang out.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.

An elderly gentleman with white hair and a hunched back, leaning on a cane and being helped by others, walked this way.

The people surrounding the area quickly made way for it.

"Is it Mr. He? It really is Mr. He!"

"Yes, Mr. He hasn't appeared for many years. I heard that he is in poor health and has been living in seclusion."

"I remember Mr. He is 90 years old this year, and he doesn't look like he's in poor health."

Su Yan subconsciously stood up from the sofa and whispered, "Senior brother, who is Elder He?"

Guo Ziming said, "He is also a legendary figure in traditional Chinese medicine. Even our master had to be very respectful in front of him. He was equivalent to a master of our master's generation."

Su Yan suddenly realized why everyone reacted so strongly.

After Mr. He walked over, he first glanced at Su Yan before asking Flander, "You don't have any objections to me setting the questions, do you?"

Flander, who was more familiar with traditional Chinese medicine, was naturally curious about who this old man was and quickly replied, "Of course not. With Elder He setting and reviewing the questions, I'm sure everyone will be convinced."

Guo Ziming moved a stool for Mr. He, saying, "Please sit down."

Mr. He had a very sharp eye. He glanced at Guo Ziming before sitting down and said, "Give me paper and pen. I will give you a question. First, write a concise answer on the paper, and then explain why you wrote such an answer."

Su Yan and Flanders responded.

During the pause between Mr. He's questions, Guo Ziming said, "Junior Sister, Mr. He has a rather eccentric personality. Be careful, your senior brother doesn't want to kneel down to that brat Flanderdi!"

Su Yan was also a little nervous and asked in a low voice, "You don't know anything about Mr. He?"

"This old gentleman is very reclusive. I heard that he experienced some bad things when he was young, which caused his personality to change drastically. He had two apprentices before, but they both gave up halfway because they couldn't stand his harshness and pickiness."

"Doesn't he have any family?"

"No, it seems his personality changed drastically because of the accident that happened to his family."

Su Yan nodded thoughtfully.

At this point, Mr. He had already prepared the questions.

The young man who had just helped Mr. He copied the question onto two blank sheets of paper and placed them in front of Su Yan and Fernandez respectively. He said, "You only have 15 minutes to answer the question. After 15 minutes, you need to explain the origin of the answer. Each person has 5 minutes to explain. In addition to Mr. He, there will be two other old gentlemen reviewing the question together. The one with the higher score wins."

Su Yan fell silent upon seeing the question.

This is an easy question.

The first question is: What disease does the patient have?

The second question is, from the perspective of Traditional Chinese Medicine, how should it be treated? And how should it be treated with Western medicine?

The moment everyone saw the question, their expressions were either ugly or dumbfounded.

Guo Ziming glanced at it, his brows furrowing tightly.

Ye Feixu paused for a few seconds, lowered his eyes and pondered for a few seconds, silently reciting the answer in his mind.

At this moment, Flanders began to write.

Everyone stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

This question is so difficult and complex, involving so many diseases, how was Flanderdy able to determine the final answer so quickly?

Five minutes have passed.

Su Yan, who had been inactive for a long time, finally started writing.

Guo Ziming thought for a few minutes and then decided on the final answer. When he saw Su Yan write down the answer, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Su Yan has moved on to the second question.

Meanwhile, Flanders on the opposite side slowed down his writing speed.

Fifteen minutes had passed when Tong Chenguang immediately said, "Time's up."

Su Yan finished the second question in less than two minutes after answering the first one.

Just as she was about to hand it to Tong Chenguang, Flanders preemptively shoved it at her.

Her lips twitched.

Tong Chenguang paused for a few seconds, placed Su Yan's "exam paper" on top, and spoke before Flander could question him: "I like polite people."

Flander: "..."

"puff--!"

Su Yan covered her mouth and laughed, "Sorry, I just couldn't hold it in."

Mr. He finished reading the two answers in less than five minutes, his meaningful gaze sweeping over the two men before asking, "Which of you will speak first?"

“I’ll handle this,” Flander said directly. “The patient is coughing up blood and has bloody stools…”

Five minutes later, he still hadn't stopped when Tong Chenguang interrupted, "Five minutes are up, next one."

Flanders choked, his blue eyes sweeping over Tong Chenguang with a deep, dark gaze, as if he were being watched by a venomous snake lurking in the shadows.

Tong Chenguang seemed not to notice and gestured for Su Yan to proceed.

Su Yan thought for a moment, "If I'm not mistaken, this question is based on a real event, right? It was a case reported in international news in September 1958, called acute brain death or pseudo-death. But after 24 hours, all of the patient's physical indicators suddenly returned to normal, so this disease doesn't need treatment, you just need to wait 24 hours."

The scene was as quiet as a chicken's nest, but everyone present wore expressions of shock.

“Impossible! You’re wrong!” Flanders retorted sharply.