A Medical Skill Battle was the standard way to resolve issues in medicine. Two people would solve a condition at the same time, and whoever solved it faster and more thoroughly would win the battle.He'd learned dry needling from his master. It needed nine needles, but the results varied based on strengths, depths, and sequences. Soon, they picked out two patients with stomach problems.Reginald used a needle and teased, "Let’s stick to old traditions and let the eldest do it first. Since you’re my senior, I’ll let you choose your desired patient. Heh!"There was still blood on Dent’s lips. He gritted his teeth and said, "No need for that. As a junior, you should choose first. I don’t want you to complain that it’s unfair and go back on your word when I win later!"Reginald narrowed his eyes and said meaningfully, "Dent, don't you understand what I mean? I’m asking you to choose, and then I’ll take it from you. After all, I have experience in this matter, you pathetic bastard. Hah

Everyone turned to look at Remus, and Dent stopped in his tracks. He looked over at Remus in puzzlement. Reginald had been enjoying his success and looking forward to Dent humiliating himself. So when he heard what Remus said, he looked at him unhappily. He sneered. "Kid, are you blind? Everyone here can see who the winner is. Are you trying to deliberately make a scene?" Even the doctors and the patient were puzzled by Remus' words because they could see the two patients' conditions. None of them wanted to admit it, but Dr. Dent did lose.Dent laughed bitterly. "Mr. Cosby, thank you. However, I have indeed lost to him. We can't argue with facts."He could understand that Remus wanted to help him and didn't want to see him kneel. Still, he'd taken the patient's pulse himself, and indeed, he'd been cured.Remus shook his head. "Sometimes our eyes deceive us as well. The same goes for the pulse. What you see and touch is an illusion. Don't all of you feel something is amiss? Why d

By the time Dent bowed for the second time, Remus had run out of his office. This old man was too scary. Why did he constantly want to be his apprentice? It seemed he should meet him less often. Remus planned to return to Imperial Villa and make afternoon tea for Jean. He wanted to see if she would become lustful after being fed well and feeling warm or if she would return to her old sexy style. Speaking of which, Remus felt that Jean had changed into a totally different person. Even though she was great now, he'd also liked how she'd been before. On the way back, he got a call from Naomi. "Remus Cosby! You're in charge of the company, but do you even care about it? You're not even here. Do you know how much of a loss the company is making? You…""Why haven't you dived into your grave yet?" Remus interrupted her. He realized Naomi was annoying and constantly created trouble for him.Naomi was speechless, on the verge of exploding from anger. She really did have the urge to push h

Timothy was furious to see Kylie so happy. He knew her well and understood that she wouldn't show any interest if she didn't like this guy. She only laughed when she liked someone. Could it be that they really had something going on?Timothy was outraged at the thought. "How dare you ridicule me! Do you know the consequences?" Just as he finished, the eight bodyguards behind him surrounded Remus. Kylie stopped laughing and frowned. "Timothy Duran! What are you doing? This isn't Stuwad. Don't mess around." She knew Remus was good at fighting, but he was up against eight people and might not be able to defeat them. Yet Kylie regretted her actions as soon as the words left her mouth. Why would she worry about Remus?"So what if we're not in Stuwad? No matter when or where, I can beat him up!" Then Timothy looked at Remus with contempt. "Very few people in this world can make me angry, and you're one of them. You should know that the consequences are serious. Now, kneel immediately a

Kylie couldn't finish her sentence because it was too difficult to talk about it. Remus became more baffled and unhappily asked, "What do you mean I gave you the contract? And what did I do when you were drunk? Speak clearly. Who gave you the contract? Who did what to you when you were drunk? What did I do?" It was torturous that she hadn't finished the important points of her sentence. Kylie was angry that he dared to ask her these things. "Despicable, bastard, shameless, and pathetic! I’ve never seen such a presumptuous person in my life! I'll take revenge on you soon, and I will never let you off the hook easily! Bah! Bastard!" After that, she turned to leave while crying. Then she remembered the scene that morning, where her clothes were ripped and scattered across the floor. All that was left was a contract. Perhaps she would've felt better if he'd admitted to it, but instead, he was pretending to be clueless. How shameless!"Fuck!" Remus cursed. He could vaguely understand