Facing Zhao Zhe's sneer.
Chen Feng's lips curled slightly into a smile, as he said calmly, "Why rush? I haven't finished the treatment yet."
"Haha, even if I let you finish treating someone, traditional medicine still won't work, and neither will you!"
Zhao Zhe said with a cold sneer.
"Oh? Is that so? Are you so sure? What if I succeed?"
Chen Feng replied lightly.
"Hmph, it's absolutely impossible. If you can make Cui Gang stand up again, I'll kneel down and call you my grandmaster in apology!"
Zhao Zhe snorted disdainfully.
"Good, but I want to up the stakes!"
Chen Feng said with a smile.
"What kind of stakes do you want to add?"
Zhao Zhe glanced at Chen Feng with suspicion.
"If I fail, I'll admit I'm a fraud in front of everyone, and you all can report me or do whatever you want. But if I succeed, you must not only kneel but roll away from here and remember, wherever you go, never insult traditional medicine again!"
Chen Feng said calmly.
