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    Seeing Marissa’s serious expression, everyone was puzzled, particrly Gerry, his wife, and Crosby. Gerry’s eyes narrowed as if he suspected Marissa of plotting something devious.


    They knew that only a top-notch physician like Brian could save Sergio. Tiffany, with only average medical skills, certainly couldn’t tackle Sergio’splex illness. So why was she so adamant about using Sergio for thepetition?


    The room fell into a tense silence. Crosby found himself not daring to ept Marissa’s challenge, but then, Gerry sneered and said, “Tiffany, what are you up to? Do you really think you can save Sergio?”


    “Absolutely,” Marissa shot back confidently.


    Gerryughed derisively.


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    “Who do you think you are? Brian, your father, was the only one who sessfully treated Sergio’s illness. In today’s medical field, only Dr. Riss could possibly match him. You’re merely a peripheral member of her team.”


    “Why waste your breath, Uncle Gerry?” Marissa’s expression suddenly turned cold.


    “Just ask your son if he dares topete with me. If he doesn’t, he should just admit his limitations and stop stirring the pot. If he does, let’s see him prove it.”


    Her bold words cornered Gerry and Crosby, leaving them speechless.


    The room fell silent again. Everyone waited with bated breath for their response. Crosby, visibly nervous, whispered to Gerry, “Dad, should we ept her challenge?”


    Gerry paused and frowned in thought. After a moment’s silence, he dered, “Yes, we will!”


    Crosby looked at Gerry in surprise.


    “But I don’t know how to cure Uncle Sergio’s illness. How can wepete?”


    “What are you scared of?” Gerry asked back with a cunning smile.


    “Even if you can’t cure him, who else in our family could? Tiffany hasn’t been studying medicine for long. She definitely can’t cure him. The only way she could stand a chance is if she managed to bring Dr. Riss here.”


    As he spoke, his eyes flicked dismissively toward Marissa.


    “Look at her. Does she even have the means to contact Dr. Riss?” Gerry continued.


    “Landen, a personal disciple of Dr. Riss, isn’t valued by her. How could she manage to speak with him?”


    Upon hearing that, Crosby straightened up and struck an arrogant pose.


    “Then let’s have apetition!” He looked up at Marissa and added, “How shall we proceed?”


    Marissa remainedposed, having already anticipated Gerry and Crosby’s decision. When Crosby met her gaze, she smiled faintly, knowing they had fallen into her trap.


    “I’ll give you the first shot,” she said calmly.


    “You treat Uncle Sergio first. If you manage to wake him up, you win. If not, then I’ll take over.”


    “Enough with the charades, Tiffany,” Crosby said dismissively.


    “I’ll let you go first. You treat Uncle Sergio. If you cure him, you win. But if you fail, then the victory is mine.”


    “Crosby, aren’t you embarrassed by your audacity?” Marissa mocked him.


    “Why would you win if I can’t cure Uncle Sergio? You haven’t even tried, and yet you already want to im victory. How can you be so shameless?”


    Crosby’s face turned red with embarrassment.


    Under the watchful eyes of everyone in the room, his lips quivered, and then he shot back, “Then what do you propose?”


    “We need a fair and justpetition, of course,” Marissa replied calmly.


    “If you’re really capable, then treat Uncle Sergio first. If you cure him, you win. But if you’re too cowardly to go first, then step aside from thepetition. If I manage to cure Uncle Sergioter, you can’t say that you gave me the chance, and you must admit you’re ipetent.”


    Crosby, visibly flustered, turned to Gerry for help.


    “Dad, what should we do?”


    Gerry, shrewd as a fox, scrutinized Marissa carefully. After a moment, he said to Crosby, “She’s just bluffing. Don’t fall for it. We’ll pass on the opportunity. Even if we do, she won’t be able to cure Sergio. It’ll be a draw. The real test will still be this exam paper.”


    Bolstered by his father’s words, Crosby regained hisposure and said to Marissa, “Very well. I admit I can’t cure Uncle Sergio and am willing to give up the opportunity to cure him.”


    He then shed Marissa a sardonic smile and taunted, “Tiffany, please, go ahead and show us your superior medical skills.”


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