Philip Steel quickly told Cyril Clancy what had just happened.
After listening to Philip Steel's words, Cyril Clancy looked at Lionel Yeager, frowning, "Kid, be down to earth and don't show off your little bit of medical skills everywhere, thinking you're amazing.
You have to know that there are always better people out there, and there are plenty who are more skillful than you."
In his opinion, Lionel Yeager was so young that he should be a medical student, showing off his little knowledge of medical skills.
The people present also nodded their heads, feeling that Cyril Clancy's words made sense.
Lionel Yeager just shrugged and didn't say anything more.
If he couldn't stand to watch, he wouldn't have stepped in and meddled.
Moreover, he was extremely confident in his own medical skills.
In this world, he was afraid that no one could compete with him except for Neal Koontz.
Soon, a bowl of medicine soup was brought over by the medical hall attendant.
However, when he sniffed the smell of the medicine soup, Lionel Yeager frowned again.
That's not right!
The medicine soup was still wrong!
Cyril Clancy took the medicine soup and was about to feed it to the middle-aged woman.
Lionel Yeager hurriedly interrupted, "It's still wrong, it's still wrong!"
As soon as these words came out!
All the people present looked over again!
Philip Steel suddenly got angry, "Hey, kid, are you looking for trouble?
You questioned me, and now you dare to question my master?
My master is the 'King of Hundred Herbs.' In the whole River City, even throughout the provincial city, my master ranks second in pharmacology, and no one dares to rank first!
Even Elder Holman, the first among River City's Four Great Divine Doctors, is slightly inferior to my master!"
"Kid, if you're free, leave now and don't hinder Divine Doctor Clancy from treating patients!"
"Kid, when Divine Doctor Clancy was saving lives and healing patients, you were probably still playing with mud!"
"Hurry up and leave, don't make trouble!"
The people present all spoke out, and their gazes toward Lionel Yeager became even more unfriendly.
The middle-aged man's face also darkened.
If he wasn't so patient, he would have wanted to drive the kid away.
Lionel Yeager sneered, "If it's wrong, it's wrong. Am I not allowed to say it?"
Cyril Clancy suddenly became angry!
He shouted, "Kid, you doubted me, huh?
Alright, let's make a bet!"
"What are we betting on?"
Lionel Yeager also became interested.
Cyril Clancy said, "If this bowl of soup medicine can improve this madam's condition and wake her up, you must apologize to me immediately!"
"What if you lose?"
Lionel Yeager asked with a smile.
Cyril Clancy said, "If I lose, I will apologize to you!"
"Deal."
Lionel Yeager nodded in agreement.
The crowd looked at Lionel Yeager with sneering faces, thinking that he was simply ignorant of his own limitations.
A kid who hadn't even grown in his hair properly dared to bet with Divine Doctor Clancy, wasn't that just looking for trouble?
Cyril Clancy ignored Lionel Yeager and quickly fed the middle-aged woman a few spoonfuls of the medicine soup.
Cyril Clancy then held his head high and said, "In no more than three minutes, this madam will be awake."
The crowd nodded.
Since Divine Doctor Clancy had said so, it must be correct.
As time went by, three minutes passed quickly.
They saw the middle-aged woman on the bed regaining color in her face, stopping sweating and looking much better overall.
"Divine Doctor Clancy is truly amazing. The effect is seen with just one bowl of medicine soup!"
"Isn't that so? You know the power of Divine Doctor Clancy as soon as he makes a move!"
People all around praised and flattered.
Cyril Clancy was very satisfied and even cast a smug glance at Lionel Yeager.
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