Upon seeing the seemingly composed Abe Hideyoshi, Christopher Yard's eyes flickered momentarily before he nodded without hesitation. However, Christopher Yard was puzzled about the origin of their patients. Abe Hideyoshi shrugged and looked at Christopher Yard, extending his left hand to point towards the bustling crowd surrounding the square. "Choose your patient from here. I'll let you decide." Upon hearing this, Christopher Yard was taken aback, as were Harold Myers and many members of the media standing nearby. Abe Hideyoshi showed no fear that Christopher Yard might gain an advantage. This was Christopher Yard's initial thought upon hearing Abe Hideyoshi's suggestion. Christopher Yard didn't know what Abe Hideyoshi had in mind, but he wouldn't refuse such an opportunity. Without saying a word, he directly pointed to Harold Myers next to him and smiled. "Hideyoshi, go ahead and tell me, what illness does Mr. Fang have?" Christopher Yard had already examined Harold Myers' pulse and had a clear understanding of his physical condition. In fact, with just a glance, Christopher Yard could immediately detect a new ailment in Harold Myers. Abe Hideyoshi's face showed no sign of fear. He looked Harold Myers up and down, then smiled and nodded at Christopher Yard. Subsequently, Christopher Yard quickly found a piece of paper and wrote down all the minor ailments of Harold Myers' body. Abe Hideyoshi did the same, jotting them down on a separate piece of paper. The atmosphere was tense, as this competition almost concerned the honor and reputation of Madrila. If Christopher Yard wrote down one less illness than Abe Hideyoshi, then Abe Hideyoshi would undoubtedly win. If Abe Hideyoshi won, it would be difficult to proceed to the next round. Losing this competition meant that even if they won later, it wouldn't necessarily prove that Madrila's doctors were superior to those from the island country. After all, Abe Hideyoshi had defeated countless Madrila doctors. In that case, the difference in skill would be evident. Harold Myers also felt the tension. While others might not be aware of Abe Hideyoshi's abilities, he was well aware. Every time Abe Hideyoshi competed with Madrila's doctors, it was almost always a crushing victory. Dr. Madrila, surprisingly, had no one who could compare to Abe Hideyoshi in the field of traditional medicine. It must be said that Abe Hideyoshi's accomplishments in this field were indeed extremely high, far surpassing ordinary individuals. It was precisely because of this that Harold Myers was somewhat worried. Although he believed in Christopher Yard, he still had concerns during this crucial moment. Harold Myers was not worried about the reputation of his Crest Hospital. He was actually concerned about the potential humiliation of Madrila. He didn't care about anything else, but when it came to Madrila's humiliation, he couldn't help but think this way. He truly wanted, very much, for Christopher Yard to defeat Abe Hideyoshi right away. It was because of this that a cold sweat was faintly forming in the palm of his hand. His current state of mind was not very calm. Subsequently, Christopher Yard raised the piece of paper in his hand, and Abe Hideyoshi next to him did the same. At this moment, a smug and confident smile appeared on Abe Hideyoshi's lips. This smile seemed to say, "Dr. Madrila, a Chinese person, has never been able to surpass me in this field. Get ready to kneel down and worship me." When Christopher Yard saw the confident expression on Abe Hideyoshi's face, he also smiled, but this time there was a hint of mockery in his smile. In an instant, Christopher Yard's and Abe Hideyoshi's papers were displayed clearly on the big screen. Almost everyone could immediately see the contents on the screen. The onlookers stared at the big screen from different positions. When they saw the contents of the two papers, they were almost shocked: "Drooling while sleeping, swollen feet, declining vision, early stage of stomach disease, rhinitis, pulpitis, paronychia..." "Rhinitis, declining vision, swollen feet, drooling while sleeping, paronychia, pulpitis, early stage of stomach disease..." Although the order of the diseases on the two papers was different, the symptoms were almost identical. From start to finish, it seemed like not a single one was missing or extra, which left them bewildered and unable to accept it. They didn't expect that with just a quick glance, so many things could be written down. It was truly impressive. Even if some doctors specifically diagnosed these symptoms, they might not be able to identify all of them. The people in the square exclaimed, "The most distant distance in the world is not between life and death, but when you can glance and identify over a dozen different illnesses in a patient, while I couldn't even spot a single one!" Harold Myers, standing beside them, couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth. Damn it, they even wrote about personal things like drooling in their sleep. There's no privacy left. How can anyone live like this? Although Harold Myers had such thoughts, deep down he was actually quite pleased. In the past, whenever Madrila's doctors competed with Abe Hideyoshi, it would take them almost ten minutes to identify less than half of the illnesses. On the other hand, Abe Hideyoshi could almost instantly identify all the illnesses. That was indeed quite impressive. However, after Christopher Yard arrived, he was also able to achieve the same level. One can only imagine the level of Christopher Yard's medical skills. It goes without saying. When Abe Hideyoshi saw that Christopher Yard had written down almost the same illnesses as him, a look of surprise flashed across his face. However, it was only a fleeting expression, and he didn't show much other emotion.After finishing reading the last part of Christopher Yard's paper, Abe Hideyoshi's eyes narrowed, and he soon burst into laughter. He shook his head, looked at Christopher Yard with a hint of mockery, and then asked Harold Myers: "Mr. Fang, may I ask if you currently have a cold?" Upon hearing Abe Hideyoshi's words, Harold Myers became furious. Damn it, this little island country actually accused me of having a cold. Who the hell do you think you are, catching a cold yourself? "No, thank you for your concern. I'm in good health!" he replied in a cold voice. Harold Myers' cold response reached Abe Hideyoshi's ears, but instead of getting angry, he pointed at the words on Christopher Yard's paper and calmly asked: "Then, Mr. Fang, what are the last two words on Christopher Yard's paper?" Harold Myers frowned, and as soon as he saw those two words, his face immediately changed color.