Xu Wangxian showed regret, "Why would the boss recommend someone like this?"
"Who knows, some people really believe in this stuff. Maybe some things have come true for him. There's a saying for this—a survivor's bias. To him, this person is a prophet."
The deputy director was quite talkative, Chen Xuan thought to himself. "So those two disciples are supervisors?"
"Yes."
"But they can't cure the illness, how do they know if someone else's treatment plan will work?"
"Young man, do you think treating illnesses is just about luck? Apart from a very few, everyone gathered here are professionals. Whether the determined cause and the proposed plan can be justified, it's evident after one debate." Wang Haitao laughed, "You say you're skilled in pharmacology and toxicology, so be careful when briefing that short disciple later. I've heard he's an expert in poison from Beitian Academy, making up stories in front of him likely won't fly."
