Kyle and the others thought Gu Qi was here to apologize, but they didn't expect that as soon as they spoke, what they said was still so unpleasant.

Kyle said impatiently: "Mrs. Fan did not understand the structure of the human body, nor did she understand the infection and transmission of the virus. The old man's condition was not something that laymen could understand at all. The severity was far more serious than you thought. Even if Mrs. Fan showed herself, there was no need to point fingers in our professional field. I think everyone present knew the old man's condition better than Mrs. Fan."

The translation immediately conveyed Kyle's meaning.

Before Gu Qi could speak, Song Zhizhong, who was standing beside him, frowned with dissatisfaction. He stepped forward and said in a fluent foreign language:

"Doctor Kyle, our young lady is not a layman in the medical field, she is a traditional Chinese medicine doctor with excellent medical skills."

The moment Kyle heard the "Traditional Medicine" and looked at Gu Qi, his eyes suddenly became ironic.

"Traditional Chinese medicine?"

Kyle's obvious sarcastic tone makes it uncomfortable to hear.

"That's really an interesting thing. Put it on your back with a glass jar or some needles? Your Chinese medicine things are really interesting. I think they should not be classified in medicine, but in magic..."

Kyle's words attracted a lot of secret laughter from foreign doctors.

Compared with fixed and modeled Western medicine, the traditional Chinese medicine passed down from China seems to them as a play-by-playing behavior.

"You don't even need medical equipment. Just put your wrists on your wrists and look at your tongue and eyes to see a person's physical condition? Oh my god, do you Chinese Chinese medicine doctors come with their own X-ray machines? The pile of weeds on the side of Su become medicine after they are boiled. This is simply a joke about the patient's life." Kyle shook his head seriously. The traditional Chinese medicine treatment theory is like a fantasy to him.

Kyle's complaints have attracted the approval of many foreign doctors.

Chinese traditional Chinese medicine has never had a national measurement standard, and Western countries are even more unable to accept some special treatment methods in traditional Chinese medicine.

"Next to my clinic, there was a Chinese traditional Chinese medicine doctor in China... Chinese people seem to trust these scammers who do not have medical licenses. I forgot to say that in the end the liar was taken away by the police, and his clinic had been bought by me and became the warehouse I used for the other party's miscellaneous items." Kyle sneered. He looked at the extremely young Gu Qi and did not take her seriously at all.

"If the Fan family is willing to believe that Mrs. Fan is the 'Traditional Medicine', then we can leave first."

Gu Qi listened calmly to a group of Western doctors led by Kyle, pressing step by step, singing high-profile stomping on the head of traditional Chinese medicine.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, and her eyes finally fell on "Kyle", who regarded traditional Chinese medicine as garbage.

It's you!

Let you talk too much!

It makes you look down on traditional Chinese medicine!

"Since you are so powerful and so famous, I am really curious. So many famous big-handed men in the medical field have been together and have done so many examinations on the old man, why no one has discovered... The old man is not sick at all, but poisoned?"

As soon as Gu Qi said this, all the doctors present were stunned.

"What did you say? Mr. Fan isn't he sick? He is poisoned?! How is this possible!"
Chapter completed!