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Edel’s reaction made Thomas chuckle.

He looked at Edel and asked, “In the Medical Mystic’s notes, there is this phrase, ‘I will give you some color see see. Can you tell me, what does this mean?”

Thomas posed the question fluently in Elorish, leaving Edel bewildered.

Is there anything special about this phrase?‘ He thought.

Ava’s eyes flickered and she was about to speak.

Thomas glanced at her indifferently. “Both Tonico and Coraland inherit the same culture, so people from Tonico naturally understand this phrase. But Miss Nicholas, my question is for Edel. I’m curious, if the Medical Mystic is Ethopian, why do his notes contain so many wrong Elorish phrases?”

Ava instinctively looked at Edel, unsure whether he was truly the Medical Mystic, but trusting those behind the scenes who claimed he was.

“Edel, please explain. What does the Elorish phrase I just mentioned actually mean?” Thomas asked. expressionless.

Everyone’s eyes turned to Edel.

Thomas’s query had raised a significant doubt.

Edel, feeling a wave of panic and sweating, didn’t know how to respond.

How… how did he know what that meant?

Although the phrase seemed straightforward, the reaction of the Tonican people suggested it had a different connotation in Zathinese.

What could that be?

Edel didn’t dare to say anything.

“Dr. Edel, you don’t understand your own notes?” Thomas asked coldly.

“I… I just don’t think I need to explain it to you, Edel replied through gritted teeth.

Thomas’s smile broadened. “The Medical Mystic also wrote ‘you shall rose‘ in his notes. What do you think that means?

Edel was speechless.

It was a completely meaningless phrase to him.

He had skimmed over it in the notes, dismissing it as nonsensical babble.

Could it actually have a meaning?

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Edel was stunned. “Does they also know about it?”

He looked around at the crowd.

Ava appeared nervous, wanting to say something but holding back.

Some in the crowd were starting to chuckle,

Eason couldn’t help glancing at Thomas.

Who would have thought

Thomas was quite cheeky.

“You shall rose” was a completely nonsensical phrase. But read aloud, any Tonico person would get it – it sounded just like a popular dishy’s name in Tonico.

If the Medical Mystic can’t speak Zathinese, they would eat their hats.

The crowd’s view of Edel began to shift.

If the Medical Mystic’s notes really were like this, Edel couldn’t possibly be the legendary doctor.

Because Edel simply couldn’t be proficient in such unique Elorish.

Confronted with the skeptical looks of the crowd, Edel became increasingly panicked and blurted out, “You’re lying! Those contents aren’t in the Medical Mystic’s notebook at all.”

In reality, they were in the notebook. Having read it several times from cover to cover, Edel was well aware of this.

Previously, to win the public’s trust, he had published a few pages from the notebook, but he hadn’t revealed the pages containing these contents.

Now, with the notebook in his possession, he claimed they weren’t there who could force him to show it?

“Thomas, stop spouting nonsense. Dr. Edel is From Ethopia. How could he write such things?” Ava also began to realize there might be issues with Edel’s identity, but what of it? She was determined to protect

him.

‘Nonsense?” Thomas raised an eyebrow. “Ava, I didn’t realize you were such a foolish person.”

“What do you mean?” Ava asked, feeling somewhat uneasy.

Thomas said calmly, “Haven’t you ever wondered why I know the contents of the manuscript?”

“Why?” Edel asked instinctively, then realizing his mistake, he hastily added. “There’s no ‘why. Everything you’re saying is just made up.”

Thomas glanced at him. “Is it? The Medical Mystic’s notebook has page numbers. Since you’re so confident, please reveal pages 8,/15… 99, 103…

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Thomas emotionlessly listed several page numbers.

“Those pages, just show any one of them, and it’ll prove that the Medical Mystic is actually from Komland. So, do you dare to show them?”

Ava instinctively looked at Edel.

Sweating profusely, Edel blustered, “The notebook is quite old. Some pages are damaged.”

“Oh? What a coincidence? All the ones I mentioned are damaged?” Thomas looked at him with a mocking

smile.

Edel knew how implausible this sounded but had no choice but to play along. “Yes, all of them are damaged.”

“Since so many are damaged, why don’t I help you reconstruct them?” Thomas chuckled. “I remember page 8 was about the Medical Mystic treating an Ethopian lord with a peculiar condition. It’s a shame to lose such an interesting case. The lord, although a robust man, had a belly bigger than a pregnant woman’s. Everyone thought it was due to years of obesity, but in fact, his belly swelled up within just seven days. This unusual symptom caught the Medical Mystic’s attention.”

Thomas spoke as if he had forgotten the seriousness of the situation, vividly narrating the case. He described the lord’s condition, the Medical Mystic’s exploration of the cause, and how he eventually cured the illness using traditional Chinese medicine methods, leaving nothing out.

As everyone listened, they became utterly engrossed.

But as they did, some began to look puzzled.

Why did Thomas know these details so clearly?

Some of the medical intricacies he described were such that only the Medical Mystic himself could know, weren’t they?

Combining this with Thomas’s carlier reactions, could it be that he was the real Medical Mystic?

Noticing the shift in the crowd’s attention, Thomas remained composed.

With a smile, he addressed Edel. “Since you claim to be the Medical Mystic, you must be highly knowledgeable in traditional medicine, right? After all, the Medical Mystic is famously skilled in medicine. I’m just a humble, lesser–known doctor. How about we have a debate about medicines? The Medical Mystic, you wouldn’t refuse my challenge, would you?”

Edel was drenched in cold sweat.

Having read the original manuscripts, he knew better than anyone that Thomas’s description of the treatment was flawlessly accurate, even enriched with numerous details.

This led Edel to be the first to realize that Thomas was indeed the real Medical Mystic!

But then….

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What should he do?

He was just a charlatan who had taken money to pretend, never expecting to run into the actual, long– lost Medical Mystic himself.

How would you say it in Romland’s language?

“Showing off in front of the real expert?”