"Mr. Dupont, you're being too modest. The external manifestations of these two diseases are extremely similar. Not to mention medical students, even experts with decades of medical experience wouldn't dare to make a judgment just by a glance."
"I see. Well, I understand." Luc Dupont hung up the phone.
On the other side of the city, Claire asked Jocelyn to drive the car to an alley entrance.
"Stop here. Wait for me for half an hour."
Jocelyn nodded without hesitation. "Okay, Young Mistress. I'll move the car to the roadside and wait for you."
"Alright."
Claire nodded in satisfaction, got out of the car, and walked about 500 meters along the alley. She turned a corner, and there was a dilapidated staircase in front of her.
She walked up the stairs and knocked on the door.
A man in hi
