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However.
Despite the situation, Morse's face showed no signs of panic. Instead, he smiled and said to Wang Ye,
"Wang Ye, given the current circumstances, we indeed cannot leave, but the key issue is, if we insist on leaving, although it might cost us greatly, we can still take Zhong Feng with us."
There was a casual smirk on Morse's face, yet this seemingly light-hearted smile contained a despicable sentiment that made people want to rush up and teach Morse a harsh lesson.
Every gesture Morse made exuded a gentlemanly aura, but it was Morse, with all his gentlemanly gestures, who was the mastermind behind kidnapping Zhong Feng in this incident.
Morse sarcastically continued, "Moreover, Elder Zhong is still in our hands. If you persist and continue to fight, then I can't guarantee Elder Zhong's safety."
Morse's words.
caused the expressions on the faces of Wang Ye and those protecting Zhong Feng to change instantly!
"Don't touch Elder Zhong!"
"If anything happens to Elder Zhong, then every one of you present here will stay here, and in the future, we will go to your country and specifically assassinate your people there!"
The protectors of Zhong Feng threatened Morse upon hearing his words.
However.
When Morse heard what those protecting Zhong Feng had said, his face still did not show any sign of worry. Instead, he appeared relaxed, raised his cup filled with coffee, sipped lightly, and then continued, "Don't worry, since I came here with my men, I was prepared to make sacrifices from the start. In other words, I'm not afraid of dying."
"Even if I die here, it wouldn't really mean anything to me."
Morse's words.
made those protecting Zhong Feng and Wang Ye frown even deeper.
If Morse had been afraid of dying, their threats might have had some effect and they could have taken the chance to eliminate Morse, but if Morse wasn't afraid of dying, then it was indeed difficult for them to take action next.
"But you don't have to worry."
After taking a sip of coffee, Morse turned his gaze to Wang Ye, scrutinizing him carefully, as if among all those who had come to rescue Zhong Feng, only Wang Ye mattered to Morse, and he didn't care about the others.
"Wang Ye, I have always wanted to experience your expertise in Traditional Chinese Medicine, and see how at just the age of twenty, you became a genius in Traditional Chinese Medicine, making even Zhong Feng feel inferior," Morse said.
"So, what do you want to do?"
Wang Ye stared coldly at Morse. With Zhong Feng still in Morse's hands, they would not rashly attack, as that might put Zhong Feng at risk.
Morse smiled and said, "I don't want to do anything special. In the field of Western Medicine, some people in the Western Medical Association call me a young genius of Western Medicine. Of course, I might be a bit older than you—I'm already twenty-nine."
Morse was twenty-nine years old, which seemed to be middle-aged when compared to Wang Ye, being ten years older than Wang Ye.
Nevertheless, in the field of medicine, being thirty years old was still considered quite young.
As for Wang Ye.
Twenty-year-old Wang Ye, in normal circumstances, was just a beginner among those studying medicine, so Wang Ye's abilities, when demonstrated, left Zhong Feng and the others quite shocked and surprised.
"Although it's a bit shameless to say I'm younger compared to you, the key issue is, my position in Western Medicine is the same as yours in Traditional Chinese Medicine," Morse said, his eyes fiery with anticipation as he continued to look at Wang Ye. "So, next, I want to have a competition with you."
"Under the same medical condition, let's see who can make a greater impact in the first round of treatment, and who can cure the same condition faster in the subsequent treatment."
"If you win, I will release Zhong Feng, and you won't need to worry about any problems that might occur to Elder Zhong if you proceed rashly. If I lose, then sorry, no matter the cost, we will take Elder Zhong with us. If worst comes to worst, Elder Zhong will just have to accompany us to heaven," Morse proposed with a smile, seemingly excited about competing with Wang Ye and feeling joyful at the prospect.
"How about that?"
Upon hearing Morse's proposal, Wang Ye looked towards Zhong Feng and asked him, "Elder Zhong, how do you feel about this?"
After all, this matter involved Elder Zhong as the bargaining chip.
So it was necessary to ask for Elder Zhong's opinion beforehand.
"If he keeps his word, then I think we could give it a try, after all," Zhong Feng, despite being in a tight spot, smiled and said, "I too want to see what it looks like when you defeat the younger generation of Western Medicine."
"Elder Zhong, the match hasn't started yet, so don't be so certain about the outcome," Morse said calmly.
"Okay!"
With Zhong Feng's agreement, Wang Ye naturally had nothing more to say and immediately responded to Morse, "Then tell me, how shall we proceed with the competition?"
"In my helicopter, I have prepared all the Chinese medicines you will need, as well as a disease simulator. I can say that I have prepared everything needed for the match beforehand," Morse explained.
Hearing Morse's words.
Wang Ye looked at Morse in surprise.
Wang Ye felt that Morse had, from the start, intended to challenge him to a competition, otherwise, how could all these items be so thoroughly prepared?