Chapter 500: If you don’t take first place, you lose
The heavy door of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic Competition Hall, which had been closed for ten years, slowly opened.
On both sides of the low-key and majestic gate are placed lively stone lions, demonstrating the authority and righteousness of medicine.
The hotels near the Imperial Capital Chinese Medicine Clinic are filled with a large number of young Chinese medicine practitioners and enthusiasts.
Hard to find a room!
The 10,000 tickets booked online were also sold out early.
The Traditional Chinese Medicine forum is very active, with many laymen flocking in.
The most popular post is the contestant support rate vote, which has been viewed millions of times and has attracted hundreds of thousands of participants.
Lu Yingxue is far ahead with a support rate of 95%, leaving the others far behind!
They all thought Lu Yingxue would be the champion!
The result is undeniable!
Even though Qiao Xi is the apprentice of the traditional Chinese medicine practitioner Cheng Han, she is just a 22-year-old girl who is just starting out!
How could he defeat Lu Yingxue, who had won the first place in the needle testing competition ten years ago!
There's no comparison!
Nine o'clock in the morning.
The parking lots on both sides of the Chinese medicine clinic were already full of cars, with ordinary sedans worth hundreds of thousands of yuan and luxury sports cars worth millions parked in a mixed bag. Many of the rich second generation supported Lu Yingxue.
There were also some low-key bigwigs who went to watch this grand ceremony.
They knew the importance of the needle testing competition to the Lu and Xiang families. If Lu Yingxue won the competition again, the Lu family's reputation would rise to a higher level, and it would also win the hearts of the people, which would be of great benefit to joining the four major families.
After all, public opinion voting accounts for 10% of the selection of the four major families.
This is not just a grand ceremony of traditional Chinese medicine, but also concerns the situation in the imperial capital.
The Imperial Capital Television and related media are also in place. They are ready to take this opportunity to promote traditional Chinese culture and expand the influence of traditional Chinese medicine.
A quarter past nine.
A Rolls-Royce appeared near the Chinese medicine clinic, followed closely by a Maybach.
Two luxury cars stopped at the main entrance of the Chinese medicine clinic at the same time.
One in front and one behind.
Although the people in the car didn't get out, one could still feel the tense atmosphere.
The audience who were preparing to enter also stopped and looked at the two luxury cars and talked about them.
"This Maybach's license plate looks like the Lu family's."
"What about the other one?"
"Didn't you see the license plate on that car? It's from Haicheng. Who else could it be but the Huo family of Haicheng? I've heard that the Lu and Huo families are at odds. The brother of Mr. Huo's wife crippled Mr. Lu's leg. The two families have a deep grudge! This needle-testing competition is the Lu family's revenge!"
The nosy rich second generation squeezed into the crowd and spread gossip.
The confused audience asked, "Revenge? How do you say that?"
"That disciple of the Imperial Medical Doctor, Qiao Xi, once cured Liu Zongyun, who was previously treated by our Divine Doctor Lu. According to the rules established twenty years ago, the North and South divide and do not interfere with each other. Violators will be severely punished, but considering the difficulty of studying medicine, if you can win the first prize in that needle-testing competition, you can be exempted from punishment. This also shows how to value talent!"
"I see! What if I don't get first place?"
The rich second generation tutted twice and looked at the Rolls-Royce with a gloating attitude, saying, "Then I'll have to cut out the tendons in my hand and I'll never be able to practice medicine again."
"Medical science is so advanced nowadays that even broken tendons can be reattached."
The second-generation rich man frowned and explained, "Acupuncture is a delicate job in Traditional Chinese Medicine, requiring quick and steady hands. The subsequent tendons will also affect the effect, and it will never be able to recover to its peak level, so it's considered useless."
"It turns out this is a game where your career is at stake!"
For Qiao Xi, as long as he didn't get first place, he would lose.
During the discussion.
The doors of the Rolls-Royce and Maybach opened simultaneously. Old Chen respectfully opened the rear door and said loudly, "Madam, Young Master, please get out of the car."
Qiao Xi and Huo Xingzhou got out of the car together.
She didn't wear a skirt today. Instead, she wore black and white tight jeans and a round-neck white shirt, looking like a college student.
Sun Shao rolled down from the passenger seat and said, "What a magnificent gate! Those stone lions must have been quite expensive. I'll get a pair for my home next day. They look so majestic!"
"cut!"
Xiang Mingzhu, who stepped out of the Maybach, sneered, "Those people from Haicheng are really some old-fashioned people who have never seen the world!"
Sun Wei's face suddenly turned gloomy and he cursed, "Who are you talking about, you old-fashioned guy?"
"I'm talking about you!"
Sun Weimeng said quickly: "Haha, you little mistress, you still have the nerve to say that about me, you and Zhong..."
Old Chen immediately took out an orange and stuffed it into Sun Weimeng's mouth to stop him from speaking.
"Young Master Sun, eat an orange to calm down." Old Chen smiled innocently. The mistress's words cannot be spoken casually, as they will ruin the plans of the young master and Young Master Zhong.
A dark light flashed in Xiang Mingzhu's eyes, and she glanced guiltily at Lu Yingxue who had just pushed Lu Yan out of the car.
I wonder if my cousin heard what Sun Weimeng said just now?
Could it be that these people in Haicheng already know about her and Master Zhong?
Xiang Mingzhu was very nervous. This secret must be kept until the end of the needle trial meeting.
"Pearl."
Lu Yingxue called her, and her gentle and kind gaze fell on Qiao Xi again, "Miss Qiao, what a coincidence."
Qiao Xi ignored him, took Huo Xingzhou's hand and walked towards the gate.
She had nothing to say to Lu Yingxue, and she didn't want to see her hypocritical face.
“What an attitude!”
Lu Yan's sinister eyes fell on Qiao Xi's back, like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue.
In the past three days, he has been sending people to find opportunities to investigate Qiao Xi and make things difficult for her.
But he didn't expect that the woman didn't even step out of the house, making all his plans go to waste!
It doesn’t matter, he has a trick up his sleeve.
Sun Weimeng sensed his malicious intent and walked up to him carelessly: "What are you looking at, old bitch, what evil plan are you thinking of again! This young master will keep an eye on your every move, don't try to plot against us!"
Lu Yan stared at him with gloomy eyes.
"What did you scold me for?"
"Wow! I'm just telling the truth. Is your wheelchair very sturdy? Don't fall down again and break your other leg!" Sun Weimeng was quick-witted and kicked Lu Yan's wheelchair in a very shameless manner and ran away.
"asshole!"
Lu Yan was so angry that he was almost kicked over by him.
“Lululu!”
Sun Weimeng pulled Lao Chen, turned around and made a face, he really deserved a beating!
Lu Yan nearly fainted from anger. Lu Yingxue reached out, squeezed his shoulder, and said calmly, "What's the point of getting angry for a moment? The one who laughs last is the winner. Stay calm and don't forget the oath you made."
Lu Yan tried to calm his anger: "I understand! I can't let Qiao Xi step on our Lu family to rise to power. She and the Cheng family acupuncture method should disappear into history."
Qiao Xi is the last successor of Cheng's acupuncture!
Only if she is gone, the secret between the Thirteen Ghost Gate Needles and Cheng's Nine Plum Blossom Needles will be buried forever!
Lu Yingxue nodded slightly, dignified and elegant.
She was wearing a long, intricately woven dress with tightly bound sleeves, which neither interfered with her work nor affected her beauty.
Many people crowded on both sides and shouted her name desperately, obsessed and fanatical.
There was a flash of jealousy in Xiang Mingzhu's eyes.
Lu Yingxue was always the center of attention, while she was just the green leaf that set off the flowers. She was obviously not bad in terms of appearance. She was just more gorgeous and charming. How could she not compare to Lu Yingxue who wore plain clothes every day?
Is it really true that “a woman should look pretty in mourning clothes”?
Just as she was feeling dissatisfied, Lu Yingxue's gentle voice rang out, "Mingzhu, is that you, the mistress Young Master Sun was talking about?"
Xiang Mingzhu was suddenly shocked!
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