I Am the Ruler of All

Chapter 241

At this time, a man beside Liam said, "What my master said is right. Traditional medicine should not be regarded as medicine. It can only be regarded as an old cancer cell that harms the public! Sooner or later, it will be banned!"

"Who the hell are you?" Kingsley glanced at him coldly. "Do you have any reason to speak?"

Although Liam was a Qustian with a foreigner's brain, he was already over sixty years old anyway, so Kingsley did not want to argue with him because of his literacy.

However, this man who spoke looked to be younger than forty, so of course, Kingsley was not going to tolerate him wilfully insulting traditional medicine!

"I'm Professor Clayton's student. The name's Mateo Ross, vice president of Cleapolis Neurology Hospital! Do you think I'm not qualified to speak?!"

Mateo raised his head high with a proud look on his face.

"No," Kingsley retorted lightly. "You are nothing in my eyes, so just keep your mouth shut."

"You—"

Mateo was so enraged that his hair almost stood up!

All the doctors in the hospital usually flattered him and fawned on him. Who would dare to embarrass him like that?!

"You little brat, did your bullsh*t acupuncture needles damage your brain? How dare you speak to me like that?!"

Mateo's face was filled with resentment.

"You'd better apologize to me and admit that traditional medicine is trash! Otherwise, I guarantee you that I'll make you pay back for what you said!"

As he spoke, his teeth clenched.

How could he, as Professor Clayton's beloved disciple, and as the dignified vice president of a hospital, be insulted by a junior in front of so many colleagues in the medical field?!

If he did not overturn the situation, how was he going to continue working in this field in the future?

Kingsley returned him a frown. "I would have apologized to you if you wanted me to, but how could you make me admit that traditional medicine is junk? Do you know how many Qustians have been saved by traditional medical techniques from ancient times to the present? How could you insult the traditional medicine of your own country?"

"Hah, that's because modern medicine did not exist yet!" Mateo sneered. "If modern medicine was found during ancient times, which fool would go to an ancient doctor to treat themselves?"

He folded his arms with contempt on his face, "And your last sentence is also wrong! I'm going to immigrate to Mittera soon! What's wrong with offending the trashy medical skills of Empire of Qustia?!"

Hearing his words, not only Scott and the ancient doctors were angry, but the other doctors were also

quite unhappy.

Someone could not help but point out, "Mr. Ross, it's fine if you only criticize traditional medicine. There's no need to offend the country too, right?" NôvelDrama.Org content rights.

"That's right. I admit that traditional medicine is trash, but can you not betray your own motherland?"

Mateo scoffed dismissively as he squinted at the crowd, "Am I wrong? Mittera is more than a half- century older than Qustia in terms of medical achievements! Will you turn down the opportunity to study in Mittera if it comes your way?"

As soon as these words came out, the crowd fell silent.

Mateo was right. If there was an opportunity to immigrate to Mittera to study medicine, none of them would reject the offer.

Although they were patriotic in their hearts, no one would choose to be loyal to their country and abandon their bright future!

Looking at his flamboyant appearance, Kingsley spoke coldly, "Mr. Ross, right? Since you are no longer a Qustiam, you are not one of my people! I will not show mercy to you! Have you decided?!"

"Hahaha… Not show mercy to me? Mateo laughed hysterically.

"What can a stinky little brat like you do to me?!"

Just then, someone in the crowd warned him in a low voice, "Mr. Ross, this person seems to have

something. You should be careful..."

This man saw with his own eyes that Kingsley broke Seth's hand in the hotel lobby in the morning, so he quickly reminded Mateo to be careful.

However, Mateo did not take his words seriously at all as he laughed, "Traditional medicine is nothing but a trick to deceive and confuse people! Why would I be afraid of a little brat as a senior doctor who graduated from John Hope University in Mittera?!"

Seeing Mateo increasingly excited, Dylan, who was standing on the stage, hurriedly tried to calm them, "Let's not argue for now. It's all useless. A genius does not simply brag about how great they are. We can find out who is the greatest after a duel. As long as you pass the test, we'll be able to see who is superior!"

Mateo's eyes lit up instantly as he inquired, "Do you mean we should fight each other, Director Wayne?"