"Shocking!"
A gasp rose from below the competition stage, while the competitors from the Five Continents on the stage also inhaled a breath of cold air!
Everything is of inferior quality? Is this a joke?
"Everything is of inferior quality? Do you think this is a reading test?" Jiao Fangyi mocked, a winner's smile on his face that he could hardly conceal.
"Lady, if you can't appraise medicines, you might as well go home and look after the kids. Why join the Medicinal Appraisal Conference and make a scene!" said a Pharmacist, rising from his seat in anger, sparing no mercy with his words.
"What, at the Medicinal Appraisal Conference, are we not allowed to speak the truth?" Gu Changsheng, unaffected and calm as ever, didn't change his expression or skip a beat under the scrutiny.
At some point, an elder at the edge of the judges' seat opened a slit in his murky, old eyes and looked over.