Gao Haisheng shouted, "I am an authority in cardiopulmonary disease! I am an expert! I can assure you that no one can cure Mr. He's illness."
"Your so-called expertise means nothing to me," Ye Bufan retorted. "I can tell you for sure, no one else can cure Mr. He's illness, but traditional Chinese medicine can, and I can!"
Gao Haisheng burst into laughter at Ye Bufan's words, looking disdainful. "What a joke, this is the funniest thing I've heard in my life! If traditional Chinese medicine could cure illnesses, pigs would fly!"
Upon hearing this man once again disparage traditional Chinese medicine, Ye Bufan frowned. "Are you willing to make a bet with me? If I can cure Mr. He's illness, you publicly apologize to traditional Chinese medicine across China. If I lose, this check is yours."
