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:
Rumor has it that you were beaten half to death and you were in a coma for a whole day and a night, and 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 Medicine Sect, or is it that no one in China has to rely on you as a useless person to fight?
With you like this, you will lose face even if we win. Why don't we give you two days to rest before the finals?
The blood clinic 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, and looked at Beitingchuan with a faint smile:
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 pig and dog 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."
My body is so exhausted and I am just counting money.
There seemed to be a lot of rare medicinal materials given by the blood doctor inside, and each item seemed to be of great value.
One of the 300-year-old Ganoderma lucidum seems to have been given a week ago. Mr. Beiting is so polite 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 others will wake up in two days. Yamamoto doesn’t know when he will open his eyes?
Ye Fan’s hidden needle in cotton stimulates Beitingchuan: I miss this genius a little bit.
Ye Fan, don’t bully others too much!
Beitingchuan's face was very ugly: All the hatred and grievances will be paid back today.
Let me see if you still have the guts to be so harsh after losing the game today.
Beitingchuan led the Blood Medicine disciples back to their positions: 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 saw more acquaintances. In addition to Wang Qiao, Chu Yuanqiu, 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 diseases.
The organizing committee has selected twenty types of symptoms to assess you, such as a 40-degree fever, myocardial infarction, abdominal fluid accumulation, and abnormalities in the liver and lungs.
Each item is worth one point, three points, five points 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.
Each person has two hours, and whoever has the highest score wins.
The organizing committee will provide all commonly used medicines, injections and equipment.
Draw lots to decide who will be treated first, and then take turns. Each person 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 is to treat the same person, but she has many diseases. Whoever cures 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.
In fact, she is terminally ill, and the doctor 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 round, I would definitely choose to treat the diseases that are easy to solve, so that I can get some points. Treating the more difficult ones is thankless.
It’s not necessarily true. If you are sure that you can solve the problem of fifty-one points, won’t you be victorious?
If you think too much, 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.
There are many sensor stickers for precision instruments attached 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 Qiqi from Tang Sanguo appeared with an anxious expression, and then Tang Ruoxue also appeared at the scene.
Apparently, they were also notified that Lin Qiuling was selected as a patient for the competition.
Ye Fan, seeing how sick you are, the Blood Medicine Sect will not draw lots, 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 hematology community.
The host glanced at Beitingchuan, then waved his hand: