Chapter 562 Medical Competition 3
Qian Hui widened his eyes and slowly turned his head.
I saw a group of girls walking over, and the one leading them was Ye Rou!
The little girl was holding a glass jar, wearing a dark blue denim jumpsuit and a pink round-neck short-sleeved shirt. Her long hair was tied into two fluffy braids hanging in front of her chest. She walked over with a youthful air.
His big eyes kept blinking, and his little face was full of innocence, as if he knew nothing.
"Director Qian, are you looking for me?"
Qian Hui's neck was tightly gripped by an invisible big hand.
He felt he couldn't breathe.
My little ancestor!
Why don’t you come earlier or later? Why are you joining in the fun at this time?
Qian Hui looked for help: Principal, what should I do?
Ji Chunming didn't expect it to be such a coincidence.
He shook his head with a bitter face, it was really time and fate.
Ye Rou clearly heard Director Qian calling her name, but when she came over, Director Qian said nothing and just kept winking at Principal Ji.
She was confused and thought she had misheard. Just as she was about to leave, someone suddenly called her.
"Are you Ye Rou?"
Ye Rou looked over in the direction of the sound and noticed a large group of old men standing opposite Principal Ji.
The three leading men were younger, looking to be in their early teens. Each one of them looked fiercer and more unfriendly as they looked at her.
"I am, you are?"
Qian Hui quickly introduced them to Ye Rou, "These are the people from the Chinese Medicine Association. The three leading them are the president and vice president of the association."
Ye Rou followed Qian Hui's introduction and looked at them one by one.
Chairman Ding Zichun is a strong man with a dark face, a broad nose, and a scar from the corner of his eye to the corner of his mouth. He does not look like a Chinese medicine practitioner but rather like a veteran who has just returned from the battlefield.
Vice President Wang Xinchao has laugh lines at the corners of his eyes, and even his stern face looks like he is smiling. He is the most friendly one among the three.
Among the three tigers, Zhao Quhan looks the youngest, with whiter skin than the other two. There is not a single wrinkle on his face, his eyes are sharp, and he wears glasses on his nose.
After listening to Qian Hui's introduction, Ye Rou glanced at the other people from the Chinese Medicine Association behind the three of them.
He comes with bad intentions.
"Hello, seniors." Ye Rou pretended not to notice and greeted them obediently.
Ding Zichun looked at Ye Rou, a little girl in her early twenties, even younger than he thought, but with a pretty face.
But in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, no matter how beautiful you are, if you don’t have real skills, you will be like a glazed tile that will break if it falls, which is good-looking but not durable.
Ding Zichun snorted coldly: "I heard from Principal Ji that it was you who insisted on the competition?"
Ye Rou looked at Ji Chunming.
Ji Chunming smiled guiltily.
Ye Rou noted this, retracted her gaze, and nodded: "It's me."
"You are quite frank." Wang Xinchao was also looking at the little girl. Seeing that she looked normal, a flash of admiration flashed across his eyes.
Because his senior brother looked fierce, everyone avoided him like a tiger. This was the first time he saw someone who was not afraid of his senior brother.
Regardless of his medical skills, he does have some courage.
Unfortunately, today's competition is too important and they cannot let Ye Rou participate.
Wang Xinchao coughed softly and said in a slow voice, "We're looking for you because we want you to stop the game."
"Why?" Ye Rou was puzzled.
Zhao Quhan, the youngest of the three tigers, had the most vicious words: "Little girl, don't overestimate your abilities. You can't beat Chen Guang, so don't bring shame to us Chinese medicine practitioners."
Ye Rou understood.
The game was about to begin, and Ye Rou didn't have time to explain to them.
Moreover, the purpose of these people is to stop the game and they will not give up until they achieve their goal. They will not listen to any explanation and simply refuse to explain.
She rolled her eyes, raised her chin, and pretended to be proud, saying, "Who said I can't beat Chen Guang?"
"You are just a little girl who just came to Beijing and has been attending classes for less than a month. You can't win unless Chen Guang is stupid." Zhang Huairen couldn't stand the little girl's arrogance and her tail sticking up in the sky, so he mocked her.
Ye Rou resisted the urge to dig her toes into the ground and uttered a classic middle school line.
"Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west. Don't look down on the young and poor. You all don't think highly of me, but I have to prove it to you. I must participate in the competition!"
Everyone was stunned by Ye Rou's words and looked at each other in confusion.
They had discussed it before coming. Ye Rou was young and didn't know the stakes. If they stopped her and persuaded her earnestly, they might be able to get her to stop the game.
But Ye Rou's reaction was beyond everyone's expectations.
The little girl looked like she had suffered a great humiliation and was about to participate in the competition to prove her strength, which made it hard to persuade her.
Ding Zichun's face darkened, "You don't know your own limitations."
Before his senior brother could say anything more unpleasant, Wang Xinchao grabbed him and said with a smile, "Little girl, it's not that we look down on you. Chen Guang has been practicing medicine for almost 30 years. How long have you been studying medicine?"
Ye Rou calculated that from the time she arrived in Dahe Village until now...
She gave the answer: "Less than a year."
"Professor Chen, a little girl who has studied medicine for less than a year dares to compete with you." The voice that suddenly interrupted was full of sarcasm and was particularly harsh.
Ye Rou looked over and saw that the person coming was Chen Guang. There were a few people around him whom she didn't know.
Qian Hui thought to himself that this was not good.
Before the competition started, people from the Western Medicine Association and the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association actually met each other!
Finished.
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