Chapter 897

Benedict couldn't do it, and neither could most doctors in the Alternative Medicine Research Institute. But Lily did it. So, when Mardonia came looking for trouble and Lily stepped forward, Benedict felt a sense of relief. Still, if she failed, Clusia stood to lose far more than pride. This was about the future of alternative medicine—its survival and legacy. Benedict glanced at Lily, who was standing on stage. She was composed and unwavering as if the stakes didn't concern her in the slightest. After a moment of thought, he said, "There is no 'what if.' Clusia has to win." "Benedict, don't be naive," Vince shot back. "She's just a young woman. If she loses, she loses. The country won't punish her. But it'll be a disgrace for Clusia—and worse, it'll jeopardize the future of alternative medicine." "If she loses, we'll step in," Benedict said. "We may be old, but we'll shoulder the blame. Protecting the legacy of alternative medicine is what matters." Vince and Emerson exchanged