"Mr. Smith, do you understand Traditional Chinese Medicine? Do you know anything about it? To reject and dismiss something you don’t understand is not the proper attitude towards medicine. Take your diabetes, for example. I can responsibly tell you that my acupuncture can show immediate results with just one session, and with three courses of treatment, your condition will never relapse. Can you Western doctors achieve that?" Bai Xiao wasn’t reacting to provocation but simply refusing to let Smith leave unconvinced. Smith was nothing more than a stubborn mule.
It’s really possible they might end up with an unfavorable assessment.
To counter their underestimation of Traditional Chinese Medicine, she could only use the simplest method. Diabetes was no problem; treating a minor illness was still a piece of cake—or rather, an instant cure with acupuncture.
"Haha, Dr. Bai, I see you’re young, but your words are truly bold. You young people in China seem to have no notable abilities other than exceptional skills in verbal battles and boasting. I truly admire that, really admire it." Smith nearly choked with rage.
This young woman was truly shameless.
Diabetes appears to be a chronic illness! But aside from medication and dietary control, there really is no cure.
"Alright then, if your acupuncture can’t treat it, then there’s no need for your petition to proceed. The first event in this petition will be your acupuncture treatment for diabetes. Do you think this idea works?" Smith was seizing the opportunity to make things difficult.
Dr. Xue hesitated! While he very much wanted to see if Bai Xiao’s acupuncture was truly so miraculous, they couldn’t gamble the nation’s honor. That wasn’t a risk they were empowered to take.
"Mr. Smith, saying such a thing shows extreme irresponsibility towards your work. Is hosting the promotion group’s application process such a trivial matter? Or are you claiming to represent all members of the promotion group and make decisions on their behalf? Be advised, you may ask me to wager on this, but I could equally demand that if I successfully cure your diabetes, you support our qualification through the evaluation process.
Do you think this would not insult the other applicant nations?"
Bai Xiao knew that using this as a wager was impossible. Neither Smith nor Mike had the authority.
They were only entitled to conduct evaluations, not to decide the oute. The decision would be based on the evaluation results, followed by a member conference and a vote.
Smith fell silent, pletely speechless after being challenged.
Mike watched Bai Xiao with great interest. "Dr. Bai, I didn’t expect you to be such a sharp and intelligent person. Since you can prove that Traditional Chinese Medicine has such distinct effects, I am within my rights to give you a chance to earn extra points. The two of us each have additional voting rights, meaning together we hold a total of four votes. These four votes are critical enough to warrant witnessing your acupuncture skills."
"Agreed!"
This was the kind of wager Bai Xiao liked. Now, this was a real challenge.
"I once saw an elderly gentleman from China use acupuncture to make a paralyzed patient stand up instantly. It was then that I realized there are countless unexplained medical techniques in this world. There is always someone better out there. I hope you won’t let us down." Mike was a man known for incorporating the strengths of many, though, unfortunately, he was still an outsider.
"Mike, I don’t believe in any of that. Let me see her acupuncture treatment for diabetes. If it fails, Dr. Bai, I guarantee we won’t give you a single vote. This is the wager!" Smith had already decided how he would exact revenge.
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