At that moment, Mo Xingao was furious.
An ordinary twenty-year-old could be called a miracle doctor?
What kind of joke was this?!
Taking a deep breath, Mo Xingao turned his gaze on Mo Xinao and said through gritted teeth, "Xinao, have you been so busy with work lately that you've lost your senses?"
"This brat is barely in his twenties. At a hospital, he'd be nothing more than an intern. He's probably never even held a scalpel, and you're calling him a miracle doctor? Did you get your head caught in a door?!"
"Brother, that's not how it is. Young Mr. Jun really is an exceptional doctor." Mo Xinao shook his head, defending Jun Wangchen.
"You're mad. Completely mad!" Hearing this, Mo Xingao grew even angrier.
"That's our father! You want a youngster to treat him? Are you trying to get Father killed?!"
The doctors beside him exchanged glances and nodded, their voices dripping with sarcasm. "Mr. Mo, there are plenty of frauds running around these days. Even if he knows a little medicine, he's only a country quack without any real expertise. Doing this will only make the Mo Family patriarch's condition worse."
Mo Xinao's expression shifted slightly. Clearly, he hadn't expected so many people to oppose his asking Jun Wangchen to save his father.
Beside him, Jun Wangchen's brows immediately drew together, and displeasure gradually crept onto his face.
Honestly, he had come here to treat the Mo Family patriarch only as a favor to Mo Xinao. Yet judging by these people's attitudes, they apparently didn't want him to save the man.
Suppressing his irritation, Jun Wangchen waved a hand, his face expressionless. "Mr. Mo, since your elder brother won't let me treat him, I won't stay here and get in the way."
"No, no, young Mr. Jun,