Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 637

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**The Billionaire’s Last Obsession Series 637**
**Chapter 637: The Competition**

**Empire Group.**

Sebastian leaned back in his chair, his gaze fixed on the screen where the girl was making a sharp rebuttal. A lazy smile crept across his thin lips, a mixture of amusement and admiration. There was something undeniably captivating about her; she had a knack for saying the unexpected, always ready to counter any argument thrown her way. It was as if she thrived on the thrill of intellectual sparring, never willing to concede an inch.

As the host stepped onto the stage, the atmosphere shifted. He delivered a brief yet polished opening speech, officially setting the stage for what promised to be a riveting conference. This gathering was not just any ordinary event; it was a confluence of the titans of the medical world, a platform for them to engage in meaningful academic dialogue and to reflect on the strides made in medical research by both nations over the past three years.

Representatives from both Dracovia and Radovia took turns at the podium, delivering detailed presentations filled with statistics, breakthroughs, and the latest innovations in their respective fields. The audience listened intently, absorbing the wealth of information. Once the formal speeches concluded, the floor opened for a free discussion, a much-anticipated segment where tension often simmered just beneath the surface.

It was then that an elderly scholar from Radovia chose to interject, his voice resonating with authority. “After hearing your Dracovian representative’s address, it seems that your recent endeavors have predominantly leaned towards modern medicine. Does this imply a disregard for the medical traditions left by your forebears? Have you truly abandoned them?” His question hung in the air, heavy with implications, and the audience shifted uncomfortably in their seats. It was a bold accusation, one that struck at the very heart of cultural identity.

Noah, ever composed, replied with a calm demeanor that belied the tension in the room. “Embracing modern medicine does not equate to discarding our traditions. Our goal is to harmonize the two, to create a synergy that ultimately benefits our patients. Modern medicine is adept at alleviating immediate suffering, but traditional remedies delve deeper, addressing the root causes of ailments. If we truly wish for the body to regain its former vitality, we must allow it the time to heal. Dracovian medicine, with its rich history spanning thousands of years, has bequeathed us invaluable knowledge. The fact that this cultural legacy endures to this day speaks volumes about its significance. Our representative may not have elaborated on these complexities, as traditional medicine is a profound field that could easily overwhelm. We feared that a detailed explanation might only lead to confusion, so we preferred not to squander anyone’s time.”

His words ignited a palpable reaction, causing the opposing representative’s face to flush a deep crimson.

Mr. Jorge, ever the diplomat, smiled wryly and chimed in, “Indeed, that was our consideration. We aimed to present medical knowledge that is universally comprehensible. After all, merely discussing the 720 acupoints of the human body could consume three days and nights. Not to mention the intricate concepts of yin and yang, the five elements, and the pathways of the meridians. I can only imagine how such discussions would be perceived; they might come across as mere fantasy to some. Therefore, it seems prudent not to squander the wisdom of our ancestors.”