Tony shot back, "Listen here, you brat. Science can't prove traditional medicine for now, but that doesn't mean it doesn't exist."
Otto looked at Tony and shook his head. Tony was just an old man with no clue about science. He couldn't be bothered to argue with someone like that.
But Otto couldn't just leave it at that.
He cleared his throat and said, "With technology being so advanced today, the fact that traditional medicine can't be proven by science just means it's not scientific, so it's good as nonexistent. Traditional medicine's never been real."
Tony was done hearing traditional medicine being denied of its existence. "That's nonsense. I can prove traditional medicine exists."
Sebastian got up and chimed in too. "I can also show that traditional medicine is real."
The rest also made their stance clear. "I can prove traditional medicine is legitimate too."
Otto looked at everyone and said, "Researchers all over the world can't validate traditional medicine scientifically. How are you going to prove it?"
Tony walked up to Otto. "Find someone with a cold and fever. I'll cure them in no time. That's the best way to prove traditional medicine works."
Otto smirked, already expecting they'd treat someone with a cold and fever as proof. He chuckled. "A cold usually heals on its own, and it typically takes about a week. After seven days, some people get better without taking any meds.
"Some people with a stronger immune system can recover in a few days. So, when the patient gets better, how can you prove it's traditional medicine that helped? It could be the patient's body doing its thing."
Tony looked at Otto in disbelief. He didn't expect that even curing the patients couldn't be credited to his point. It was so frustrating, but traditional medicine was indeed real.
Watching Otto rub his shoulder, Tony's eyes suddenly lit up. "Are you having shoulder pain?"
Otto stopped massaging his shoulder. "You're pretty observant. You can tell I have shoulder arthritis just from me rubbing it. That's not medical knowledge. It's just experience from getting old."
Tony's expression remained calm, his eyes lit up with confidence as he said, "I can fix your shoulder."
Otto shook his head. "Don't joke around. I'm a doctor. I've tried all anti-inflammatory meds like Celecoxib, Meloxicam, Loxoprofen, and Diclofenac Sodium. It doesn't really work for my body."
Shoulder arthritis was an inflammation that caused muscle pain around the shoulders. He didn't believe the therapy would fix it.
Cupping therapy mainly worked by using air pressure. After burning away the oxygen in the cup, it'd create a vacuum that pulled the muscle in. Otto didn't think it could treat inflammation.
Tony kept repeating the process and nonchalantly remarked, "You're not totally dumb."
Otto's face twitched as he grumbled, "I don't believe cupping does anything for inflammation. Stop wasting your time."
Tony remained silent, adding one glass cup after another to Otto's shoulder. By the end, there were eight glass cups stuck to Otto. The scene looked a little bizarre.
As time passed, Otto's face looked worse by the minute. His shoulder was killing him as if his muscles were being sucked into black holes.
He wanted to take the cups off his shoulder, but then he realized he would get to expose traditional medicine as a fraud and prove it to Tony. So, he gritted his teeth and tough it out.

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