"I lost."
Hua Dongxu said to the audience below.
Best of three, Zhao Xuefeng had already won two rounds, and Hua Dongxu lost this challenge.
Haha, a fifty percent win rate?
Thinking of what he once said, Hua Dongxu felt a stinging pain on his face. How far off was he? Zhao Xuefeng could easily defeat him in seconds.
So the insiders see the details, while outsiders watch for fun.
Hua Dongxu could tell that although Chu Tian's insomnia and stomach illness could be treated simultaneously, it would require multiple phases. The treatment methods and prescriptions would need to be adjusted in stages. Trying to 'treat the symptoms' in a short time was extremely difficult.
Hua Dongxu admitted to himself that he couldn't do it, so he wasn't ashamed of losing.
Hearing Hua Dongxu concede defeat, Lin Tian smiled faintly, while Zhao Xuefeng maintained his composed demeanor and clasped his hands at Hua Dongxu, "Thanks for the concession!"
"Oh~"
