Rekindled Hearts: The Tycoon's Reluctant Love-Chapter 253 - 252 Slapping Faces at the Medical

Chapter 253 -252: Slapping Faces at the Medical Competition (2)

Chapter 253 -252: Slapping Faces at the Medical Competition (2)

Old Master Shi stroked his white beard and nodded at Prof. Wei, “I’ve already taken care of it. The patient Ming Yao is treating is extremely difficult, while yours will be relatively easier. With your skill level, you should be able to cure them.”

Prof. Wei nodded in agreement.

Shi Yuan, hearing this, also let out a sigh of relief.

At the entrance to the Medical Competition Hall.

Old Madam Gu, the Fang Family, Ming Wan, and Ming Guoan all came together.

Ming Wan was supporting Old Madam Gu, trying carefully to please her.

“Grandma Gu, even if my sister loses this competition, please don’t blame her,” Ming Wan’s eyes reddened, sincerely portraying concern for Ming Yao, “She was kidnapped as a child and didn’t receive a proper education, which led her to have narrow-mindedness and a strong vanity. Once we return to Li City, my parents will make sure to teach her properly!”

Old Madam Gu huffed coldly, “If she loses, she’ll have to divorce Ah Ting!”

Upon hearing this, Ming Wan’s heart leapt with joy.

If Ming Yao lost, she would really have to divorce Fourth Master—this was simply too good!

Although she no longer wanted to be the Fourth Master’s wife, she didn’t want Ming Yao to keep that position either.

She thought Shi Yuan would be a good match.

Without Fourth Master’s protection, she wanted to see how Ming Yao could still flaunt her power!

The group entered the venue.

Inside the venue, there were temporary operating rooms and a pharmacy.

There were a total of six doctors competing.

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Gu Siting escorted Ming Yao to the backstage rest area.

Seeing her calm and composed demeanor, Gu Siting felt somewhat nervous.

“Mrs. Gu, do you need my assistance during the surgery?”

Ming Yao chuckled, “No, it’s going to be live broadcast. I don’t want everyone to see Fourth Master acting as my assistant.”

Gu Siting stroked the woman’s head, “Then relax and let everything take its natural course.”

Ming Yao hummed softly in response.

…

The medical competition was broadcast live by the media.

When Ming Yao appeared on camera, the audience, who had been waiting to criticize her, was instantly captivated by her beauty.

There was heating in the hall, and the temperature was comfortable. Ming Yao took off her coat. Underneath, she wore a black turtleneck sweater and matching black trousers, showcasing a slender and shapely figure. Her long hair was tied in a ponytail, and her face was makeup-free.

She walked to the medical room assigned to her, put on the white coat hanging on the wall, and donned a face mask.

Even if only a pair of eyes was visible, they were brilliantly dazzling.

Comments started to flow on the live chat: [If all the doctors in hospitals were as beautiful as Ming Yao, I’d rather be sick every day.]

[Not to mention anything else, but with a face like Ming Yao’s, she could be the envy of female celebrities in the entertainment industry, especially since she’s all natural!]

[The ones praising Ming Yao’s beauty must be straight men, right? Are all wrongdoings forgivable just because someone has a pretty face?]

[Why not just stick to acting? No need to dabble in the medical field. Let’s see her get a taste of her own medicine later on.]

[Would any patient actually be willing to be treated by such a quack like Ming Yao?]

Lu Zhou sat next to Gu Siting, and when he saw the comments cursing his wife, he frowned.

These netizens really have sick minds.

Gu Siting extended his hand to Lu Zhou, “Phone.”

Lu Zhou handed his phone to Gu Siting.

Gu Siting’s slender fingers swiftly navigated the phone’s screen. After a while, those who were badmouthing Ming Yao could no longer make a sound in the chat.

What remained were all praises for Ming Yao.

Some attentive netizens sensed something was off and tried posting a compliment about Ming Yao.

Their comment was displayed on the live chat.

They then followed with a curse towards Ming Yao.

The message failed to send.

Netizens let out countless internal cries of disbelief.

Had the platform been bought off by Ming Yao’s influential backing?

So it was all praise and no criticism allowed?

Spotting this irregularity, netizens quickly took to Weibo to lambaste Ming Yao.

But similarly, only voices praising her were allowed; those vilifying or denigrating her were uniformly silenced.

Netizens were secretly alarmed.

Ming Yao’s backing was too formidable!

They were untouchable!

They could only hope that Ming Yao would quickly lose to Prof. Wei, so she could be humiliated on the spot!

The competition was held simultaneously.

Each medical practitioner had their own operating room.

The patients assigned to them were chosen by drawing lots.

Ming Yao drew a pediatric patient, a child of around five years old.

The little boy had developed a high fever along with nausea and vomiting shortly after returning from a trip at the beginning of the year.

Over the past month, his parents had taken him to all the hospitals in the capital city, but his illness remained undiagnosed. Although the fever had subsided for a short time, it returned within days, and this time he couldn’t move his legs.

Lately, his condition had worsened; the boy was entirely immobile, emaciated, and even his breathing was weak and feeble.

When he arrived at Ming Yao’s operating room, he was carried in.

The boy’s parents looked tearfully at Ming Yao, their voices choked with emotion, pleading for her to save their child.

Ming Yao could not bear to see such a situation; she nodded, saying she would do her utmost.

Desperate, as the hospital doctors had told them to prepare for the worst and announced they could no longer resuscitate him,

they had signed up for the medical competition, hoping against hope, as it was known for its doctors specializing in intractable diseases.

Yet seeing Ming Yao as their son’s doctor disheartened them; she was so young. If even the most authoritative senior doctors in the hospital could not identify the illness or provide treatment, what could she possibly understand?

But they weren’t ready to give up without trying everything; still, they clung to a sliver of hope…

What if a miracle were to happen?

Seeing the condition of Ming Yao’s patient, both the live audience and the netizens watching the broadcast were stunned.

He was in such a state; could he really be cured?

Shi Yuan and Old Master Shi exchanged a look, a hint of schadenfreude evident in their eyes.

Over at Prof. Wei’s area, the patient was someone about the same age as Old Master Fang.

Prof. Wei thought this patient’s condition was within his range of treatment expertise.

He took the patient’s pulse.

He was inwardly alarmed.

The situation wasn’t as simple as Old Master Shi had made it sound; treating such a patient posed a considerable challenge for him.

But since it was a live broadcast, he could not possibly give up treatment.

During the operation, the doctors participating in the competition needed to draw the curtains, and the process could not be broadcast live.

Ming Yao walked into the operating room, and bending down to look at the little boy lying on the operating table, she gave him a bright, reassuring smile.

Under the illuminating lights, her soft, curved gaze was like a gentle spring breeze, capable of calming the frantic, uneasy heart.

The little boy spoke feebly, “Doctor sister, I… I don’t want to die… I still want to go to the amusement park and play with my mom and dad…”

Ming Yao took the little boy’s hand, her pale fingertips resting on his pulse, and said softly, “Don’t worry, sister won’t let you die.”

After taking the boy’s pulse, Ming Yao drew the curtains.

On Prof. Wei’s side, the curtains were also drawn.

No one could see what was happening, but the tense atmosphere persisted throughout the live event.