Edmund Weaver laughed and shook his head, "William Cole, I've completed all the diagnosis reports. What about you?"
"An hour ago, you sat down and it seems you can't diagnose these patients, can you?"
"Not only have I completed all the diagnosis reports, I've also considered the treatment methods!"
"You haven't written a single word, why should you compete with me?" Edmund Weaver continued as he walked toward William Cole. By the time he finished his sentence, he was standing in front of William, their gazes meeting, with an air of confrontation surrounding him.
Everyone's eyes were on William Cole.
Hugo Lawson nodded in approval as well, "William Cole, Elder Weaver is correct! If you can't produce a diagnosis report, you've already lost this competition."
"You can't shirk responsibility just because you are Patriarch, or should I say, especially because you are Patriarch, we hope you will act responsibly!"
"If you've lost, you've lost."