Chapter 123: The Whereabouts of the Azure Flame Beast

Using silver needles to clear the blood clots in the brain, and it actually took less than half an hour in total.

If these words were spoken by someone else, Rao Licheng might have doubted them, but they came from Owen's mouth.

Owen, who is he? He's the chief physician at the Royal Hospital of the British Empire and a Nobel Prize in Medicine laureate, practically a medical field superstar. How could such a person lie?

Others might not know what kind of person Owen is, but he certainly does. Owen has always been proud. For him to decide to become a disciple, the person must be extraordinary.

At this moment, Rao Licheng was sizing up Ding Fan. Ding Fan remained composed, not showing the slightest arrogance, but Rao Licheng could feel it—the resounding pride of Ding Fan…

"Doctor Song, I have some other matters to attend to later. Let's get on with the competition," said Ding Fan to Song Guotao at his side, not wanting to waste time here.