Ye Fan didn't know about Tang Ruoxue's situation. He just talked about today's competition and walked into the competition hall while discussing the test questions with Mr. Gong and the others.
As soon as Ye Fan showed up, Beitingchuan came up with the disciples of the Blood Medicine Sect. He smiled and shouted:
"It is rumored that you were beaten half to death and you were in a coma for a day and a night. More than a dozen famous doctors were helpless."
"Your condition is so bad and your body is so exhausted, yet you still insist on coming to compete..."
"Are you going to give victory to the Blood Doctor Sect, or is it that no one in China has to rely on you as a useless person to fight?"
"You're like this. You won't be embarrassed even if we win. Why don't we give you two days to rest before the finals?"
"The blood doctor can wait."
"After all, we want you to be convinced."
He also shook his head at Kong Taoli and the others: "President Kong, Mr. Gong, you are so inhumane."
Dozens of blood doctor disciples all laughed playfully, looking at the sick Ye Fan who shook his head in disbelief. He probably couldn't even hold a silver needle like this.
Only Kurokawa Muyuki, who was admired by everyone, did not speak.
She just looked at Ye Fan, as if she never expected that Ye Fan would appear at today's meeting.
She heard from Beitingchuan that Ye Fan was dying and could die at any time. How could he still come to the scene?
For her, it was of great significance for Ye Fan to stand on the high platform.
Ye Fan waved his hand to stop Kong Taoli and the others from getting mad, looked at Beitingchuan and smiled lightly:
"Mr. Beiting is well-informed. Yes, I was beaten almost to death, but I still had a breath of air and survived."
"On the other hand, your allies Miao Jinge and the others were all dead from top to bottom. At least two thousand people died in my hands."
He added: "From now on, you will have one less friend in China."
Bei Tingchuan's smile paused slightly.
Kurokawa Muyuki's eyelids twitched, and the sharpness in his eyes dimmed by two points.
"By the way, it also saved me a lot of money."
Ye Fan made an understatement: "You don't know how rich Miao Jinge is. The gold and jewelry accumulated by several generations can fill a large cave."
"I am so exhausted because I am counting money."
"There seems to be a lot of rare medicinal materials given by the blood doctor inside, and each one seems to be of great value."
"One of the three-hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum seems to have been given a week ago. Mr. Beiting is so kind to give such a generous gift."
"Just in time, I'm going to make soup with it to replenish the bodies of Nianhua and the others."
"By the way, I forgot to tell you that Nianhua and the other three will wake up in two days. I wonder when Yamamoto will open his eyes?"
Ye Fan's hidden needle in the cotton pads stimulated Beitingchuan: "I kind of miss this genius."
"Ye Fan, don't bully others too much!"
Bei Tingchuan's face was very ugly: "All the hatred and grievances will be recovered today."
"Let's see if you still have the guts to be so harsh after losing the game today."
Bei Tingchuan led the disciples of the Blood Medicine Sect back to their positions: "Let's go back, get ready for war."
Ye Fan smiled noncommittally and led Mr. Gong and the others back to the Shenzhou seats.
This time, Ye Fan found more acquaintances. In addition to Wang Qiaochu, Yuan Qiu, Mrs. Zhao and others, Huniu also leaned on the back seat to watch the game.
Seeing Ye Fan looking over, Huniu raised her chin as a greeting.
Obviously this last game attracted a lot of attention.
At nine o'clock, the finals officially began. The host once again stood on the high platform and announced that Ye Fan and Kurokawa Muyuki were on the stage.
Later, Kong Taoli represented China in drawing lots for the competition.
"The content of this game is to diagnose and treat a patient on the spot."
"This is a patient for whom all major hospitals are at a loss and almost giving up."
"She has many dangerous and urgent illnesses."
"The organizing committee has selected twenty diseases to assess you, such as a 40-degree fever, myocardial infarction, abdominal fluid accumulation, abnormalities in the liver and lungs..."
"Each item is worth one, three, five or fifty-one points."
"The rules for winning and losing this game are very simple. You each choose some diseases on the patient to treat. You can choose the ones with low scores or the ones with high difficulty."
"Then points are given based on improvement or recovery."
"Everyone has two hours, whoever has the highest score will win."
"The organizing committee provides all commonly used drugs, injections and equipment."
"Draw lots to decide who will treat first, and then take turns. Everyone controls their own time, and the score is calculated after the time is spent."
The host spoke to Ye Fan and Kurokawa Muxue: "Ye Fan, Kurokawa Muxue, are you clear?"
Ye Fan and Kurokawa Muxue nodded: "Clear."
"Damn, this game is very weird, it seems like they are treating the same person."
"It's just treating the same person, but she has many diseases. Whoever treats more, treats better, and accumulates more points will win."
"Who is this person? He has so many problems, and every hospital seems to have given up on him."
"Actually, she is terminally ill. She is treating a dead horse as a living horse. It is estimated that the hospital really has no solution, otherwise she would not be a guinea pig."
"If I were to treat this game, I would definitely choose to treat the diseases that are easy to solve. This way I can get some points. Treating the more difficult ones is thankless."
"It's not necessarily true. If we are sure, if we solve the 51-point disease, won't we be victorious?"
"You are overthinking. If the organizing committee dares to set a certain disease as a decisive 51 points, it means that this disease is almost impossible to treat."
After the words fell, many people at the scene started talking again, with surprise on their faces. They didn't expect that this round was to treat a dying person.
Mr. Gong and the others also frowned. This was obviously a time-consuming and energy-consuming project.
Normally, they wouldn't worry about Ye Fan, but now Ye Fan has difficulty standing, let alone holding a silver needle to treat an illness.
On the other hand, Beitingchuan and the others smiled brightly and were full of confidence.
"Wow--"
Less than an hour later, the joint team pushed a mobile hospital bed out of the side door, with a patient wearing a blue hospital gown lying on it.
She has many sensor stickers for precision instruments affixed to her body and forehead.
The patient was confused, coughing constantly, and grunting from time to time. He was very painful, and looked like he was seriously ill.
Soon, the patient was pushed onto the high platform.
Ye Fan focused his gaze and couldn't help but trembled:
"Lin Qiuling?"
Almost at the same moment, several more figures appeared at the entrance. Tang Sanguo and Tang Qiqi appeared with anxious expressions, and then Tang Ruoxue also appeared on the scene.
Apparently, they were also notified that Lin Qiuling was selected as the patient for the competition.
"Ye Fan, seeing how sick you are, the Blood Medicine Sect won't draw lots anymore, giving you a chance to make the first move."
Bei Tingchuan showed a proud smile: "Let me see how much strength you still have..."
"Respect the opinions of the blood medicine community."
The host glanced at Beitingchuan, then waved his hand:
