Chapter 220 Her Needles Are Poisoned
Back in the lounge, Kong Wange glanced at her medical kit; the hair she had deliberately clipped to the lock was nowhere to be found.
She looked up in the direction where Wen Xiaoxiao was sitting, and just then Wen Xiaoxiao looked at her too. Their eyes met in the air, and then they both looked away in tacit understanding.
One was because he felt guilty, and the other was because he was happy.
Kong Wange curled her lips into a smile, pretending not to know anything, and took her seat.
Wen Xiaoxiao, who was not far away, secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Twenty minutes passed in the blink of an eye, and the final match began soon.
A total of forty people made it to the finals, and this last round was acupuncture.
The forty people will no longer be divided into groups; the top ten in the assessment, ranked from highest to lowest, will be admitted to the hospital.
During the break before entering the examination room, Wen Xiaoxiao tilted her nose and sneered at Kong Wange: "Your good luck ends here."
Kong Wange glanced at the sparkly handbag she carried with her, and smiled slightly: "Really? But I feel like my good luck has only just begun."
Wen Xiaoxiao snorted disdainfully and walked away first.
All the candidates entered the venue one by one and found it filled with beds, with a volunteer lying on each bed.
They are the targets of their needles in this competition.
Kong Wange paused after walking to the spot with her name on it, then glanced at the spot next to her and found it was Wen Xiaoxiao's.
What a small world!
However, the beds in front of her and Wen Xiaoxiao were both empty.
Wen Xiaoxiao also noticed the problem and was the first to raise her hand and ask, "Teacher, my volunteer is..."
One of the judges walked over, glanced at them, and explained, "Oh, I forgot to tell you two, two volunteers had something come up and can't make it today. We're looking for suitable replacements."
Kong Wange raised her lips slightly and interjected, "Teacher, there's no need for such trouble. After all, it's not just the two of us taking the exam. It would be bad to waste everyone's time. How about I prick the examinee next to me instead?"
Hearing Kong Wange say this, Wen Xiaoxiao was immediately stunned: "Stab each other? No way!"
The judges thought Kong Wange's suggestion was quite good, but upon hearing Wen Xiaoxiao's firm opposition, they immediately frowned and said, "Excuse me, if the volunteers don't come, the exam can't start. Kong's suggestion can still be considered. What is your reason for disagreeing?"
For what reason... of course, it's because she knew there was something wrong with Kong Wange's needles!
Kong Wange's needles were coated with Tianfengma medicine.
The medicine is very potent; as the needle pierces the skin, the punctured area becomes red, swollen, and itchy.
She intended to cause Kong Wange to have problems during the acupuncture, thereby lowering her score.
She never expected that not all the volunteers would show up!
She took a deep breath and forced a smile, saying, "Judges, we're all here to participate in the competition. I don't know much about Ms. Kong. What if her needlework isn't good and she causes me any problems?"
Upon hearing this, Kong Wange immediately put on a hurt expression: "Wen, I meant we were stabbing each other, not just me stabbing you. I can trust you under these circumstances, so why can't you trust me?"
The other test-takers nearby, unwilling to wait idly, quickly chimed in, "That's right."
Kong Wange smiled inwardly with satisfaction and continued, "Besides, the volunteers' bodies are also very precious. They are willing to trust our abilities and test our injections on us. Yet you said such a thing. Is it because you think your body is more valuable than the volunteers'?"
Kong Wange's voice was neither too loud nor too soft, but it reached the ears of everyone present. In an instant, all the volunteers in the examination room looked over.
Wen Xiaoxiao blushed. Seeing that she couldn't find a reason to refuse, she could only grit her teeth and laugh, "Alright then, let's prick each other."
Oh well, it's just that I'm feeling a little unwell, it's not going to kill me.
The saying goes, "No pain, no gain." She did it herself, and the effect was all the more authentic.
When the time comes, she'll insist that Kong Wange caused the problem, and let's see how she argues then!
After thinking it through, she let out a long breath and looked at Kong Wange: "Come on!"
Kong Wange could tell what she was thinking just by looking at her.
She smiled and stepped forward, saying, "Then I'll begin."
After saying that, without waiting for the other person to prepare, she directly picked up a needle and stuck it in.
Kong Wange controlled her hand speed and strength, trying to make herself look capable without being too conspicuous.
After a few needles, Wen Xiaoxiao's body began to itch and turn red.
She struggled to control the urge to grab at things, took a deep breath, put on a terrified expression, and exclaimed dramatically, "Oh my god, Kong Wange, what did you do to me!"
Her voice was shrill, and instantly all the candidates and judges turned to look at her.
They all stared in surprise when they saw the large area of red, swollen bumps on her body.
"What happened? Did it get punctured?"
"It looks like an allergic reaction. Could it be a reaction caused by pricking the wrong acupoint?"
"That's a pretty serious mistake."
Kong Wange had been waiting for her to make a move ever since she inserted the needle. Now, seeing her scream, she took a step back and, mimicking Wen Xiaoxiao's tone, said in a "panicked" voice, "This, this... how could this be?"
No sooner had she finished speaking than Wen Xiaoxiao began to loudly accuse her: "You're asking me because you stuck the needles in me? Kong Wange, tell me honestly, do you not know acupuncture at all and just randomly stick needles in my body? You vicious woman, not only do you lack medical skills, but you also lack medical ethics. How can someone like you be qualified to participate in this competition!"
She looked pitifully at the judges beside her and said, "Judges, look at this candidate, does she even deserve to participate in the Ling Shu Competition?"
When the judges saw the redness and swelling on Wen Xiaoxiao's body, they all frowned.
The needles were provided by the organizers of their competition, so no one would suspect that there was anything wrong with them.
The judges exchanged glances, somewhat convinced, but all cast skeptical glances at Kong Wange.
Kong Wange's face was pale, and she looked frightened. Her voice trembled as she spoke: "Judges, you saw me insert the needles just now. I know acupuncture. I really don't know why this happened. Is it possible that the problem isn't with me...?"
Upon hearing this, Wen Xiaoxiao immediately objected: "What do you mean by that? If it's not your problem, is it mine?"
Kong Wange looked startled: "Wen, I didn't mean that. How about this," she looked at the judges, "teachers, I'd like to request to give the acupuncture to someone else again. If the same problem doesn't occur, everything will be clear. What do you think?"
Hearing Kong Wange say this, Wen Xiaoxiao readily agreed, "Okay, let's do it this way!"
The problem lies with the needle; it would be the same if someone else did it.
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