No one from the Capital City dared to question Francis's medical skills. The kid must have some guts.
"It's you."
Francis frowned and looked unhappy. He had met Jacob before at the sanatorium. He questioned Francis about his medical skills. And because of that, he was embarrassed in front of Master Wang.
"Seems like you remember me, Master Liu," Jacob sneered.
"Of course," Francis sneered. He had never been so embarrassed before. It was all because of Jacob scolding him as a quack doctor in front of Master Liu.
Until now, he hadn't realized that his treatment was wrong, thinking that he had made a fool of himself because of Jacob.
"Do you have the right to question my medical skills?"
"Only patients have the right to question a doctor's skills. You are not worthy of being called a doctor, let alone a Traditional Chinese Medicine practitioner if you take this opportunity to amass wealth," Jacob said coldly.