Serena Feng's accusations had left Imperial Physician Victor Yuan furious.
With William Wang Jinling's eyes cured, the rumors that Serena Feng was a swindler and murderer had collapsed. But if Victor Yuan was branded as the source of those rumors, his entire life would be ruined.
Whether as a great minister or a great doctor, the word 'great' speaks to the importance of virtue in medicine. No matter how skilled a doctor is, if their character is corrupt, they will never be respected.
Victor Yuan's face turned from pale to green, too angry to speak. After a long moment, he finally stammered, "Serena Feng, do not slander me."
He truly hadn't done it. He wanted to refute her righteously, but the words that came out were feeble and weak.
Serena Feng's eyes flickered. Seeing Victor Yuan struggling to catch his breath, she realized his health was poor—and decided not to show any mercy.
Serena Feng stepped forward without hesitation, her tone proud and forceful: "Slander? Victor Yuan, you're exaggerating. I haven't said a single word against you."
On the contrary, Victor Yuan, you didn't even examine Young Master Wang's eye disease before declaring I used witchcraft to treat him. That's truly absurd.
Judging by your behavior, I bet you've used this tactic more than once to suppress newcomers at the Imperial Infirmary. Any young, talented doctor who shows promise probably never gets a chance to rise under you. As soon as someone does something outstanding, you brand their skills as witchcraft, ensuring they'll never threaten your position.
Serena Feng didn't know if Victor Yuan had truly done this, but she knew that suppressing newcomers was common in every industry—especially among doctors, where such behavior was even more obvious.
Every doctor has their own place; an outstanding new physician could easily replace you in the hospital, and those with superior skills will always attract more patients.
A doctor's income largely depends on prescription commissions. If your skills aren't as good as others', you won't attract patients, and without patients, you have no income. For the sake of profit and reputation, many resort to suppressing talented doctors.
This is true even in modern hospitals, let alone in the ancient Imperial Infirmary. If your skills stand out there, you'll catch the eye of nobles and rise quickly.
In that kind of place, no one is kind enough to help newcomers.
Sure enough... faced with Serena Feng's accusations, Victor Yuan could only gasp for breath, unable to say a word.
It wasn't that he didn't want to respond—he simply couldn't. Serena Feng had left him so furious that he couldn't even speak.
As the saying goes, strike while the iron is hot. Since her opponent couldn't refute her, Serena Feng pressed her advantage even harder.
Dare to call her a witch? Victor Yuan was doomed today.
Serena Feng closed in step by step: "Tsk, tsk, tsk. I never understood professional jealousy until today. Now I get it—it's eye-opening."
Each field has its own experts. It seems Victor Yuan not only failed to master medicine, but also failed at being a decent person. Any young doctor unlucky enough to encounter him is truly cursed. Compared to them, I'm lucky—I don't have to worry about being suppressed by you every day.