Lin Qingqing looked at the breakfast in front of her.
Wild vegetable soup and a steamed bun made from ground sweet potato stalks.
She suddenly stood up, shocking the people behind her and causing them to pull out their guns.
"If it doesn't suit your taste, I won't eat it."
But Lin Qingqing blurted out this sentence.
The attendant rolled his eyes.
He said impatiently, "General Lin, this is a normal diet for ordinary people. It's not like you eat refined grains every day. You have to adapt."
Lin Qingqing pretended not to hear and said to herself, "I need to wash up."
"There are daily necessities in the bag."
Another attendant ran into the interrogation room, asked for instructions from Wang Guobin, and then ran out quickly.
Take out Lin Qingqing's bag.
Then he stood behind Lin Qingqing and watched her wash up.
Lin Qingqing opened the bundle and found that the things inside had been turned over.
She seemed unaware of the situation, took out a towel and toothbrush, and washed herself by the well water.
While Lin Qingqing was battling wits and courage with the interrogation team, the gymnasium in the city center was extremely lively.
A huge red banner was hung across the roof.
The words read 'The 11th Kyoto University Prestigious Medical Competition.'
The medical competition of a prestigious university has begun.
The gymnasium was filled with medical students from prestigious universities.
There was a lot of noise.
Everyone was very excited.
All the famous schools in 㩙 were closed for these three days, and everyone came to watch the game under the arrangement of the teacher.
At this time, there was a row of long tables on the high podium opposite the audience seats.
The president of a prestigious university, two judges, the president and vice president of the Medical Association, the minister and vice minister of medicine were all sitting behind the table.
The medical competition started at 8 o'clock. After the leader finished speaking, the competition began.
The competition lasts for three days, with the first day being the preliminary round.
There are ten contestants, who are divided into two teams in advance by their respective schools, and then the competition groups are determined by drawing lots.
The competition is divided into three rounds, and the total score of each round is the final score of the preliminary round.
The ten groups with the lowest scores will be eliminated directly.
In other words, ten people were eliminated on the first day, which is equivalent to eliminating half of the number of participants.
It's really cruel.
“Ahem…”
"The annual medical competition is here again. On behalf of the Medical Association, I welcome everyone's participation. Chinese medicine is in its development stage, and we need a large number of medical talents. This is also the significance of holding medical competitions. It not only allows the general public to know the level of Chinese medicine..."
The president of the Medical Association began his speech in an impassioned manner.
Professor Xu and ten participating students from the Huaqing Medical College laboratory sat in the first row of the audience seats at Huaqing University.
He held his chest high, looking determined to succeed.
This caused the heads of medical schools from other schools to roll their eyes.
The Medical University sneered repeatedly.
Haha, a defeated general.
Jiang Haixia looked at the stage with a cold expression, her mind completely focused on Lin Qingqing.
I don’t know if Qingqing suffered the torture of night interrogation last night.
Suddenly a hand reached out and patted Jiang Haixia on the shoulder.
Jiang Haixia turned her head suddenly, with a fierce look in her eyes.
He Siming's hands froze.
He pulled up the corners of his mouth and smiled: "Haixia, you are sitting in the wrong seat, the first row is for participants in the competition."
Jiang Haixia's momentum subsided.
He uttered two words coldly and turned his head back.
"That's right."
Seeing this, Zhang Yanyan leaned over and said, "Jiang Haixia, we reserved a seat for you. Why didn't Qingqing Tian come?"
Jiang Haixia frowned: "Qingqing, I'm asking for leave."
Zhang Zheng turned around upon hearing the voice, glanced at He Siming and the others, and asked, "Are you freshmen?"
He Siming didn't understand, but he said respectfully, "Senior, we are majoring in medical surgery and are in the same class as Jiang Haixia."
Zhang Zheng turned to Jiang Haixia in confusion and asked, "Jiang Haixia, didn't you tell your classmates that you were doing an internship in the research lab?"
Jiang Haixia nodded slightly.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
