However, failure to resist would be tantamount to Ping An Medical Center acquiescing to the unfair behavior of the organizer.

This is a dilemma.

Zhang Chuanlin gritted his teeth and sat back. At this time, he could only hope that his children could gain some momentum. By the time of the second stage of the competition, only Mr. Ye would be left, and even Mr. Ye...

Thinking of this, Zhang Chuanlin shook his head suddenly and drove away that terrible thought.

Similar to other types of knowledge competitions, the competition at the Physicians Conference is a written test.

There were nearly a hundred contestants doing the same question, and only the thirty-two with the highest scores could advance to the second round.

More than 70 contestants will be eliminated, and the competition system is very cruel.

Ping An Medical Center only heard about the content and rules of the competition today and had no time to prepare. It was undoubtedly at a huge disadvantage.

"Damn it, these bastards are targeting us!" Liu Yong said angrily.

Luo Tong sneered and said, "Huh, I'm going to prove to them that even if we are treated unfairly, we can still win!"

"That's right!"

The doctors of Ping An Medical Center entered the competition field with high morale and high heads.

But this test did give Ye Liang a little headache.

The papers presented at the Longguo Physicians Conference all had questions about Western medicine.

Ye Liang is good at traditional Chinese medicine, and he only has a superficial understanding of Western medicine.

Therefore, Ye Liang's written test was a little difficult. In the end, he barely passed with a ranking of twenty-seventh and entered the next round.

The person who won the first prize was undoubtedly Shi Huanfeng.

After getting off the field, he immediately went to ask about the situation at Ping An Medical Center.

Shi Huanfeng was a little disappointed when he learned that Ye Liang had passed, and cursed angrily: "The other thirty people are really a bunch of trash, they can't even compare to a trash without a medical certificate!"

"You don't have to worry." Wu Yaoming patted Huang Kanghe on the shoulder and said with a smile, "This time it's just his luck. When he enters the next round, we will have a better chance of making him look embarrassed."

Hearing this, Shi Huanfeng laughed ferociously and became in a very good mood.

After this competition, Ping An Medical Center's losses were already very heavy.

Including Ye Liang, a total of eight people participated, only three passed the test, and the other five were all between thirty-three and forty.

"Bastard, bastard!!" The eliminated doctor said with red eyes: "If you give me one night to prepare, I will definitely pass!"

"If they weren't targeting us, we would all be able to survive!"

Ye Liang reluctantly patted their shoulders and comforted them with a few words, and their emotions calmed down a little.

At the end of the competition, the host announced that the next round of competition would be in three days and would involve refining medicine. After the explanation was made clear, the contestants from all sides left the field one after another, and Ping An Medical Center left together without any pretense.

Soon, only people from the Holy Medical Sect were left in the venue.

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in the corridor.

Wu Yaoming and Shi Huanfeng walked side by side.

At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps behind them. The two looked back and saw that it was the white referee, Simmons.

"Professor Simmons." A smile immediately appeared on Wu Yaoming's old face: "Why are you so anxious..."

"Master Wu!"

Simmons interrupted Wu Yaoming in broken Chinese: "What on earth is going on with those southerners who appeared on the field today!" Hearing this.

Wu Yaoming and Shi Huanfeng were stunned at the same time, and then Wu Yaoming smiled at Simmons and said, "Professor, please don't worry, those people are just the troubles I left behind thirty years ago."

"We'll just take advantage of this doctors' conference to resolve it together today."

Simmons snorted coldly and said, "Master Wu, I hope you won't forget the agreement between us."

"If the goals of the Western Empire are not achieved because of you, you should know the consequences!"

The man was cold and stern, with a fierce look in his eyes, which made Wu Yaoming break out in cold sweat.

He trembled and nodded slightly: "Ming, I understand!"

"I'll take care of it."

"I hope you can take care of yourself!"

After leaving these words behind, Simmons left alone.

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Three days passed quickly, and the doctors' conference entered the next stage, the medicine refining competition.

The refining of medicine is a required test for doctors to upgrade from level eight to level seven. Although it is not a basic skill for doctors, it is a must-know skill for these young talents.

As a veteran fourth-level physician, Zhang Chuanlin is best at refining medicine. Because of this, the doctors at Ping An Medical Center may not be as good as others, but they have absolute confidence in refining medicine and will not doubt themselves at all.

Can win.

Before leaving, Zhang Chuanlin warned: "When you go this time, please don't act out of anger. As the organizer, they must have already figured out how to deal with us."
Chapter completed!