Qiao Ran held Mike's hand: "Doctor Mike, this is the territory of Beihong Kingdom. If foreign guests take the initiative to attack the host country, they will be banned for life. Are you sure you want to lose your guarantee at the end of the year?"
And whether you have terminal cancer, we have countless professional tools here to know with just one test."
Mike pulled out his hand with force and said with cold eyes: "I know my body clearly. I am very healthy and cannot have cancer. Don't curse me with your Chinese medicine theology."
"Doctor Mike will soon know whether Chinese medicine is theology or not!" Qiao Ran said and looked at the doctors around him: "Don't worry, everyone, Chinese medicine is a unique national treasure of our Beihong country. It only needs us Beihong people to pass it on and carry it forward.
, there won’t be too many Chinese medicine problems in the game, just relax your mind and play patiently.”
When the time for the written examination came, the gate of the arena opened and everyone walked to their seats one by one.
At the command of the WHO chairman to "open the pen", everyone took the pen to answer the questions, and the commentator's calm and pleasant voice explained the broadcast in real time.
"There are a total of 100 questions in this test, which were jointly studied by hundreds of experts and professors from WHO. In order to show respect for the host, WHO has come up with three simple questions about traditional Chinese medicine. As long as you have a little knowledge about traditional Chinese medicine before the exam,
If you understand it, you can answer the questions. It can be said that these three questions are bonus questions.
This exam lasts for four hours. It is a very difficult challenge for the contestants to complete one hundred questions and one paper within four hours. However, the doctors who can come here are all elite doctors who have gone through heavy screening. I believe
They must be able to complete these questions on time.
Now please let the camera crew pull the camera in front of the contestants, so that our viewers in front of the TV can see the outstanding performance of these elite doctors!"
Since its launch, the "Medical Race to the End" competition has been deeply loved by people all over the world.
Because compared to the sports competitions that ignite the audience, the world of doctors is more curious, and the scenes of them performing operations also make people feel very great.
At this moment, there are more than hundreds of millions of people watching the live broadcast online, and the barrage is scrolling crazily below.
"Call for my big country D, country D is the best!"
"Come on, doctors from country A, you are the best."
"Everyone, get out of the way, Beihong Kingdom is the hottest country in the world, no one else!"
"That's right, Qiao Ran is the treasure of our Beihong Kingdom. He's so cool that he won't give way to the Guo Kingdom."
"Qiao Ran's handwriting is so beautiful!"
"Cheng Zhiyuan is so handsome. We have two youngest doctors from Beihong. Our Beihong country's medical skills are about to rise in the world!"
"Did you find that Qiao Ran and Cheng Zhiyuan look so perfect when they sit together? They are young and have such good medical skills. They participate in competitions together and fight side by side. They are like real-life immortal partners."
"..."
Qiao Ran, who was sitting in the competition field and answering questions calmly, had no idea that the Internet was already madly talking about her and Cheng Zhiyuan's CP.
Two hours later, people began to slowly hand in papers and leave.
Mike's team happened to be sitting in front of Qiao Ran. Mike stood up after answering the question. When he saw that Qiao Ran had only written two rows of words on his paper, a big sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
It ends in half an hour. How could she finish writing the paper?
Judging from this situation, she must have been kicked out of the first written test.
Even if a yellow-haired girl studied medicine at the age of three, she has not been a doctor for as long as he has. How can she be qualified to compete with him?
There is no one in Beihong Country, so sending a little girl like this to compete would be a joke for this country.
Team Mike left with confidence.
Qiao Ran and his team had already agreed that even if they finished answering the questions, they would not leave until the competition time came.
As the host, how can the host leave first if the guests have not left the table?
When the four hours were up, Qiao Ran and the others left with the few contestants on the field and returned to the rest area to wait for the results of the competition at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning.
During the competition, contestants were not allowed to leave the Medical Center. Qiao Ran injured his leg and did not go to the restaurant to eat. He went back to his room to rest.
Qiao Ran was lying on the sofa watching the live broadcast replay. Half an hour later, there was a knock on the door.
Qiao Ran limped forward and opened the door, and saw Cheng Zhiyuan standing at the door.
"I brought you some food and medicine. The medicine on your leg hasn't been changed for a day. Let me change it for you!"
"Thank you Dr. Cheng, I can just apply the medicine myself."
"The wound is on the back of the thigh. It is inconvenient for you to apply medicine. Now is the competition. If the wound becomes more serious because of your improper application of medicine, you may not have the energy to deal with the chaotic scene tomorrow."
Tomorrow's competition will be about doctors' on-the-spot emergency response capabilities. Group performers will demonstrate various unexpected emergencies from a hundred meters away, and five teams of doctors will rush over at a sprint speed of 100 meters.
The first person to arrive at the scene of the incident will be the team qualified to rescue the patient, ensuring that the rescue work is completed with zero errors.
Once a mistake occurs, the second arriving team will take over. If the second team also makes a mistake, the next team will continue to take over.
Tomorrow's game will indeed put a lot of demands on your legs.
Considering that the exam is the most important thing, Qiao Ran nodded: "Thank you, Dr. Cheng."
"We are partners, comrades-in-arms, and friends. Don't be so polite to me." Cheng Zhiyuan said as he walked into the room.
Qiao Ran sat on the sofa and pulled up his loose pajamas, revealing the gauze bandaged on his thighs.
This was not the first time Cheng Zhiyuan saw Qiao Ran's legs, but he didn't know if it was because he was not in a holy place like the hospital. At this time, Cheng Zhiyuan looked at Qiao Ran's long and thin legs that were so white that they glowed under the light.
His heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, and he didn't know how to change Qiao Ran's dressing.
"Dr. Cheng, what's wrong with you?" Qiao Ran asked suspiciously, looking at Cheng Zhiyuan who was staring at her gauze without moving.
"Nothing!" Cheng Zhiyuan said, his hands trembling slightly as he reached over to loosen the gauze for Qiao Ran, revealing a dark red wound.
Because the warhead was highly toxic, when Qiao Ran was operated on, he had to cut off the soft tissue around the wound that had been eroded and necrotic by the poison.
So the wound on her leg was as big as the palm of her hand.
Today was the second day of her injury, the most serious time of her injury, but she used her seriously injured leg to participate in a day's competition without anyone seeing any trace of her serious injury.
How much energy does this seemingly petite and soft woman have inside her that ordinary people cannot imagine?
A stronger feeling of admiration replaced the throbbing in Cheng Zhiyuan's chest. He applied the medicine to Qiao Ran with gentle movements and a serious expression.
"Thank you!" Qiao Ran thanked him as he looked at his leg which had been re-bandaged with medicine.
Cheng Zhiyuan smiled helplessly and said: "The thing you say most to me is thank you. We have known each other for a long time. I hope you won't be so polite to me in the future."
I have known Cheng Zhiyuan for almost four years.
When Wen Shimo first took care of Wen Shimo's mother in the hospital, Wen Shimo scorned her and treated her coldly, Cheng Zhiyuan also put in nice words for her several times.
She had a good impression of Cheng Zhiyuan, but maybe because he was Wen Shimo's best friend, she had always been polite and distant from Cheng Zhiyuan.
"Then I'll try to be rude to you!" Qiao Ran smiled.
Looking at the bright smile on Qiao Ran's eyebrows, Cheng Zhiyuan felt his heart soften, and his voice unconsciously became softer: "The food is getting cold, let's eat quickly."
"Thanks...ok!" Qiao Ran picked up the rice and started eating.
"How is the taste?"
Qiao Ran nodded and praised: "It tastes very good. The chefs of the national team are different. They are even more delicious than the dishes made by Jun Jiulou."
Hearing Qiao Ran say this, Cheng Zhiyuan's eyes quickly flashed with joy of being praised.
He can't beat her in medicine, but it's also a happy thing to be admired by her in cooking.
“It’s delicious, just eat more!”
Looking at Cheng Zhiyuan's sunny and warm smile, Qiao Ran suddenly felt that the lunch box in his hand no longer smelled good.
In the past, when the two of them were in the hospital, they had work discussions and didn't think it was a big deal. Now they were in the same room, Cheng Zhiyuan watched her eat, and Qiao Ran felt unspeakably embarrassed.
Cheng Zhiyuan also saw Qiao Ran's embarrassment, and took the initiative to speak thoughtfully: "There is still a competition tomorrow, I will go back to rest first, you should also rest early, call me if you need anything."
"Okay, good night."
After Cheng Zhiyuan left, Qiao Ran put a few bites of the lunch box on the box.
No matter how stupid she is, she can still tell that the dish is not cooked by the national team chef, but made by Cheng Zhiyuan himself.
Her ex-husband's best friend cooked for her. No matter how stupid she was, she could figure out what it meant.
After the game, she will distance herself from Cheng Zhiyuan.