Mad Dragon gets out of prison and marries a beautiful CEO.

Chapter 76

After the host came on stage and explained the competition rules, he invited the three contestants to come up and stand in front of a long table, facing the judges and many attendees.

Ye Qinglian was in the middle, with Chen Li and Du Feng on either side.

The first challenge was to identify 36 kinds of Chinese medicinal herbs while blindfolded within three minutes, record them on paper, and submit them to the judges for evaluation.

Three emcees dressed in cheongsams carried a tray of medicinal herbs and stood to one side to help the three contestants record their observations.

This is the most basic medical skills assessment, to prevent contestants from being eliminated as soon as they step onto the stage, which would be embarrassing. It's practically an easy question.

After calmly smelling each medicinal herb, Ye Qinglian had the master of ceremonies cover the herbs with a red cloth, and then she wrote down the names of all thirty-six herbs from memory.

He glanced at Du Feng, who was having the emcee record his notes, his face showing undisguised ease and arrogance.

On the other side, she saw Chen Li with his eyes covered by a red cloth, holding a piece of sandalwood. After a brief pause, he told her the name of the last medicinal ingredient.

Suddenly she realized she had made a mistake due to carelessness. She added two words before the three words "agarwood" and secretly breathed a sigh of relief after writing it.

soon.

Three lists of medicinal materials were handed to the judges. After being circulated, two of the lists differed slightly from the standard answer, specifically regarding the medicinal material agarwood.

Du Feng's answer is correct.

Chen Li and Ye Qinglian's answer was "scented agarwood".

Hospital promotions are similar; frankly, they are all driven by interests. The medical association has already made the decisions internally, and the so-called competition for winners is nothing more than a set threshold to make the participating representatives go through the motions.

This time, the Century Hospital of the Juxian Chamber of Commerce was designated to be upgraded to a five-star hospital.

The Li family's Guangfeng Hospital is a near-five-star hospital; it will be perfectly upgraded next time.

As for the Zhao family's Harmony Hospital, safety is merely a backdrop, making the Medical Association appear more fair and impartial.

Zhao Qianshui was naturally aware of the inside story and did not want to participate in the dirty deal.

His son, Zhao Guangzhu, still harbored illusions and wanted to give it a shot, but after this experience, he would never have any hope of advancing again, because the Zhao family's financial resources and influence were indeed no match for them.

"Chen Li is out!"

The president of the medical association, sitting in the center of the judges' panel, picked up the microphone and spoke with a strong voice.

The crowd erupted in uproar.

A burst of laughter immediately followed, and a tidal wave of mockery ensued:

"Anyone who can dispense medicine could pass the first stage, but Chen Li was eliminated immediately. He's such a waste!"

"What kind of clown did Zhao Guangzhu find? Was he used as a clown to lighten the mood and entertain everyone?"

"In this world, as long as you're shameless enough, anyone can get on stage!"

Zhao Guangzhu was so ashamed he wanted to disappear into the ground. He couldn't believe Mr. Chen could make such a basic mistake, and he advised him:

"Mr. Chen, let's go."

Chen Li, unhurried, looked down at the audience and asked:

"President, what did I do wrong?"

The president of the medical association questioned:

Why did you write about scented agarwood?

Chen Li replied firmly:

"Even if the Heavenly King himself came, it would still be inferior agarwood."

Hahaha……

Du Feng, standing on the stage, leaned against the long table with one hand and clutched his stomach with the other, laughing as he said:

"Scented agarwood?"

"This conference costs hundreds of thousands of yuan. Would they really try to save such a small amount of money by using adulterated agarwood instead of high-quality stuff?"

"Chen Li, aren't you overconfident?"

Ye Qinglian, who also wrote about "fragrant sandalwood," was not nominated because her adoptive father gave her enough benefits and showed her special favor.

She knew Chen Li was wronged, but she couldn't say it. She stood there silently, watching to see what would happen.

Chen Li remained calm and confident, and said:

"It's very difficult to tell whether it's genuine agarwood or agarwood that has been treated with spices from its appearance, wood grain, and smell. However, there are subtle differences in the smell after it's burned."

"Everyone here knows what they're doing; they can tell just by smelling it. I'm sure you're not all lying through your teeth."

As he spoke, he took out a lighter from his pocket and lit a piece of agarwood.

The room was completely silent.

A rich aroma wafted through the air, and everyone sniffed. An expert spoke first:

"That's right, it's scented agarwood. Although it's convincing enough to pass for the real thing, you can still smell a trace of chemical agents. I never expected that someone would buy counterfeit goods to pass off as high-quality ones at such an important conference."

The crowd was abuzz with discussion, with some even questioning the fairness and impartiality of the medical association.

Immediately, the ten judges were so embarrassed they wanted to disappear into the ground, unsure how to smooth things over.

Du Feng, who had been so smug, lowered his head in embarrassment, afraid that the judges would eliminate him first.

Suddenly, everyone realized a very important problem.

Du Feng and Ye Qinglian had the same answer: if they were both eliminated, wouldn't Harmony Hospital, represented by Chen Li, have successfully advanced?

The most excited of all was Zhao Guangzhu. He clenched his fists, breathed heavily, and stared at the judges' panel, waiting for the result. This was the closest he had ever come to success.

However, how could the ten judges possibly change the predetermined result?

After discussion, the president of the medical association lowered his voice and said:

"The medicinal herbs were purchased by a third party and did not undergo rigorous screening, which led to a loophole in our work. We will hold the relevant personnel accountable after the meeting."

"Congratulations to all three representatives for accurately identifying it as agarwood. The first step has been successfully completed. Now, let's move on to the second step."

Everyone in the meeting room was stunned. Wasn't it supposed to be that if you made a mistake, you were out?

Chen Li won, and you just let it all slide like that?

Is it fair?

What about fairness?

What about conscience?

What about the face?

Isn't the bias too obvious?

The host came on stage, lowered his voice, and began to explain the rules for the second segment.

On the huge projection screen, there is a photo of a secret acupuncture method from a rare, fragmented scroll. Due to its age, the paper is yellowed and bears the marks of time, like a dialogue between doctors across time.

The rules are simple.

Within ten minutes, relying on his understanding of acupuncture, he attempted to fill in the missing information.

This fragment has been unearthed and carefully studied by a medical team. The final answer they came up with has been recognized by the Chinese Medical Association and can be used as the standard answer.

However, such a confidential medical manual could not have been seen without sufficient identity.

Du Feng was fortunate enough to come across this medical manual. Although he only had a few minutes to browse through it, he happened to come across this particular book and, thanks to his exceptional memory, he memorized it word for word.

As for the deeper meaning of acupuncture, he had no idea.

Perhaps it was fate that brought him such good fortune.

After pretending to ponder, Du Feng copied down the answer from his memory word for word.

Ye Qinglian didn't read the sent answer. Relying on the real knowledge she learned from Master Guigu, she carefully analyzed the question and tried to write her own answer.

After reading the question, Chen Li shook his head and smiled.

A rare copy?

This is ridiculous, it's clearly a handwritten copy.

The original copy was used as toilet paper by him and his Six-Fingers Master in prison, and its contents were already deeply memorized.

Chen Li didn't need to pretend like Du Feng, nor did he need to rack his brains like Ye Qinglian; he could write whatever he wanted.

With a swift movement, he tore the paper off and handed it to the host, asking her to give it to the judges.

The judging panel received the three people's "answer sheets" and they could only see them after the president of the medical association had reviewed them.

The first sheet was Du Feng's "answer sheet." After looking at it, the president of the Medical Association nodded, grunted, and said:

"As expected of the founder of Tianze Private Hospital, he has unique insights into ancient secret formulas, which even coincide with the standard answers derived by the Medical Association."

"Yes, Du Feng advances!"

Du Feng was extremely excited upon hearing this and bowed deeply, saying:

"Thank you for the commendation, President. I will take the health of people as my responsibility and continue to strive for excellence."