Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife-Chapter 1908 - 474: The Competition Livestream Begins! (Part 3)
Gu Yelin sat beside Old Master Gu, wearing a dark green military uniform today, with the badges on his shoulders emitting a dazzling glow. Unlike the elegance and nobility of casual wear, Gu Yelin in his military uniform exuded a sense of bloodthirstiness and slaughter, making onlookers wary.
Feeling An Yiqing’s gaze, Gu Yelin, who was in conversation with Hua Zhifeng, suddenly looked up in her direction. The coldness in his eyes was tinged with warmth, and the slight curve of his lips carried a subtle gentleness.
He mouthed four words to An Yiqing without making a sound.
I’m here, don’t be afraid.
An Yiqing’s heart instantly felt as sweet as if she had eaten honey. The corners of her lips slightly curved, and her eyes bent with a subtle and gentle smile.
What she didn’t know was that this smile not only warmed Gu Yelin’s heart but also amazed a photographer nearby. The photographer hurriedly aimed the camera at An Yiqing, transmitting this subtle and warm smile via satellite to all corners of the world.
Nobody knew what impact An Yiqing’s smile would have on the world after today.
At nine o’clock, the competition began.
The arena was solemn, with the judges taking their seats.
Under everyone’s gaze, the side doors of the banquet hall opened, and dozens of mobile hospital beds were pushed in one after another by the staff.
Today’s competition: clinical diagnosis.
There are a total of twenty-three participating teams. To keep the competition scene clear and organized, these teams were divided into four groups to compete.
The first group of six teams, with competition time from 9:15 to 11:15, for a total of two hours.
The second and third groups also had six teams each, with competition times also set for two hours, from 11:30 to 1:30 and 1:45 to 3:45, respectively.
The final fourth group comprised five teams, competing from 4:00 PM to 6:00 PM.
For the whole day, all competitors and guests were not allowed to leave, and even lunch had to be settled on-site. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞
In the first round, six teams were to take the stage; An Yiqing’s Medicine Sect was not selected, and the Poison Medicine Sect also remained seated.
The selected six teams quickly took the stage and each approached their designated patient’s bed for diagnosis.
Upon seeing the patients lying on the beds, their expressions changed. Even the other unselected teams’ expressions changed drastically once they saw the patients.
They had underestimated it; for a world-class competition, how could these experienced judges just pick a few random patients to trick them?
These patients had nothing but complex and challenging diseases, difficult to diagnose and even harder to treat.
The members of the six teams frowned, gathering around the beds to discuss in low voices. From time to time, the participants used various medical instruments to examine the patients, but their brows remained tightly furrowed.
The competition rules stipulated that no modern medical equipment was allowed; all diagnoses had to be made manually.
This meant that neither ancient nor modern medicine practitioners could use methods like ultrasound or MRI to diagnose the patients’ conditions. So, they could only rely on their clinical experience and the medical knowledge they had accumulated over the years to diagnose the patients’ diseases.
Such a requirement, today, was simply too difficult!
The two-hour time limit passed quickly, and when the competition bell rang, the six teams still had their brows furrowed tightly.
Each team submitted their diagnosis results, and within fifteen minutes, several judges exchanged and reviewed the results, shaking their heads one by one.
This performance made the hearts of the six teams leap to their throats. They had already given their all, but without modern medical instruments, many conditions were indeed impossible to assess.
Returning to their seats dejectedly, the members of the six medical teams felt somewhat deflated.
Seated in her place, An Yiqing watched the expressions of all the contestants in silence. Unlike the furrowed brows of a few of the Medicine Sect’s disciples, her face was not the least bit heavy.
She had examined those patients just now and found the symptoms easy to diagnose; even without the Clairvoyant Eye, she could make the wisest judgment based solely on the knowledge she had learned and the experience accumulated over the years.
Fifteen minutes later, the second round of the competition began. This time, the participants from the Poison Medicine Sect were selected!
