The judges from several other traditional Chinese medicine families also knew this was a fact and acted in a fair and just manner.
Mulberry branch did win.
But just before the result is determined.
Mitsui Mata interrupted in time.
“We cannot deny that this young comrade has good skills, but when it comes to treating patients, what’s the point of only focusing on fancy acupuncture techniques?
The results are what matter most, and you can't be partial and only examine one patient without verifying the recovery of another."
The onlookers, who had long been fed up with their behavior, spoke out.
"That's true, but what do you mean? He's such a skilled doctor and couldn't even cure the man's ear.
"You half-baked people, do you think you can cure the little girl who lost her voice? Isn't this just wishful thinking?"
But he had just finished speaking.
The Mitsui family's lackey, the roast duck uncle, raised his voice loudly.
“It’s hard to say. It’s true that laymen watch the excitement while experts look for the details, but no matter what, the results can only be seen from the patients.
Little girl, how do you feel about your voice now?
Can you speak?
If you can speak, try your best to speak out. We can’t let our benefactor feel disappointed.”
He acted as if he didn't know the little girl and kept trying to persuade her.
Everyone thought that although his attitude was bad, his words were reasonable.
Although I don't like the Mitsui family, I can't lose my composure in front of so many people.
In their opinion, asking the little girl a few more questions would not be a big deal and would not affect the outcome.
The girl was taken down from the chair and covered her face with fear.
Encouraged by the man, she spoke with difficulty.
"I, I'm much better. My throat doesn't hurt anymore."
As soon as the words fell, the noise around him suddenly faded away.
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