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

Chapter 78

The president of the medical association couldn't hold on any longer. He put down the answer sheet, took off his glasses to wipe them, put them back on, and cleared his throat:

"The answer to this question needs to be reviewed internally by the Medical Association. The results of the second round will be put on hold for now. We will have a 15-minute recess for the judging panel to discuss the matter internally."

That was a well-chosen statement, temporarily halting a game that was on the verge of collapse.

But everyone could tell that although the chairman said he would "re-examine" the document, he had actually been cornered by Chen Li's words.

If someone dares to say "the standard answer is wrong" in front of hundreds of people, who would dare to be so arrogant if they didn't have something really special to offer?

Fifteen minutes passed quickly.

The host returned to the stage and said:

"After review by the judging panel, there is controversy regarding the standard answers for this round. Each of the three contestants' answers has its merits; therefore, the scores for this round will not be determined at this stage, and they will proceed to the third round."

Boos erupted from the audience.

Everyone understands what "temporarily not judging" means. The judges dare not judge Chen Li to lose, nor dare they let him win, so they simply try to smooth things over.

The more this muddying process goes on, the more it proves that Chen Li's words hit the nail on the head.

Li Yan and Xu Jiang, sitting in the audience, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, realizing that Harmony Hospital had almost gotten away with something.

The two exchanged a silent glance and, during their break, had already devised a plan to deal with Chen Li.

An ant that dares to disrupt their rules of interest deserves to die.

On the stage.

Du Feng casually adjusted his tie.

Ye Qinglian also relaxed her shoulders and back, and a smile that was hard for others to notice appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Only Chen Lili remained in place, calmly playing with a pencil, listening to the host explain the rules of the third segment.

The three contestants must save a mouse that has been injected with toxin within a specified time. Whoever saves the mouse first wins.

The host's words sparked a commotion among the audience.

Everyone present knew that Ye Qinglian was a disciple of Master Guigu and was skilled in Gu poison, poison, and medicine. This segment was practically designed specifically for her.

You can predict who the final winner will be without even having to compete.

The Medical Association used to operate behind closed doors and keep things a secret, doing a great job of putting on a show. Is it no longer going to put on an act?

"I have an objection."

Chen Li suddenly spoke up, and everyone fell silent.

The president of the medical association spoke with a hint of disdain:

Do you have any objections?

Chen Li asked with a smile:

"President, what is the purpose of our studying and researching medicine?"

The president replied:

"To heal the sick and save lives, and to benefit all people."

Chen Li replied:

"Are white mice considered part of the common people?"

The president frowned, puzzled, and asked:

"What do you want to do?"

Chen Li scanned the crowd and said:

"Humans have lives, and rats have lives. To sacrifice three rat lives for a single competition—how can this be considered a blessing for all living beings?"

Most people present would have easily stepped on a rat, but under the greater cause of benefiting all living beings, no one would disregard any life, whether it be a rat or an ant.

The audience fell silent.

Du Feng snorted coldly:

"You talk such high and mighty nonsense, why don't you use lab rats for experiments and just drink the poison yourself?"

Chen Li didn't even glance at him, keeping his eyes fixed on the chairman, and said indifferently:

"Dean Du's suggestion is excellent."

"Since the third step is to test medical skills, it should be a practical exercise, where you drink it yourself and then try to detoxify yourself."

"If you are not confident of winning, then withdraw on your own."

"Gentlemen, how is it?"

Everyone could sense Chen Li's volcanic rage beneath his calm words.

He was willing to drag his opponents down with him to fight against the injustice of the rules.

Such a ruthless person is unprecedented.

The scene fell into silence.

All nine judges looked at the president of the medical association sitting in the middle, and the gazes behind them also focused on the back of his bald head. At this moment, the president of the medical association felt immense pressure.

Disagreeing with Chen Li's challenge and threats is tantamount to the Medical Association giving in and backing down.

However, agreeing to his request would change the rules, making it impossible to guarantee that Ye Qinglian and Du Feng would have an absolute chance of detoxifying themselves in time, causing the whole incident to spiral out of control.

Who would have thought that a criminal who had just been released from prison would dare to challenge the authority of the medical community in Yuncheng!

"What do you think of contestants Ye Qinglian and Du Feng?"

The chairman wanted to pass the problem on to the two of them; if they refused, Chen Li's provocation would crumble on its own.

"I refuse!"

Du Feng replied nervously.

"I agree!"

Ye Qinglian's voice rang out almost simultaneously, and the two had a disagreement.

Du Feng said anxiously:

"You are a direct disciple of Master Guigu, skilled in using and detoxifying poisons, which is fine, but I am a doctor who heals the sick and saves lives, not an executioner! I strongly disagree!"

Chen Li deliberately provoked and mocked:

"It's not shameful to admit you can't do it. If you're scared, you can quit."

Du Feng pointed at Chen Li and gritted his teeth, saying:

"What are you pretending for? Do you even know the ingredients of this poison? Do you know the antidote's ratio? Once you swallow it, you can't spit it out!"

Chen Li shrugged and said:

"Don't make pointless comments. It's three to two. If you disagree, just leave. Nobody's stopping you."

The Guangfeng Hospital, represented by Du Feng, is backed by the wealthy Li family.

His disgrace is a disgrace to the Li family.

Having suffered a setback in front of Chen Li, how could Li Yan possibly admit defeat in public? If this got out, the reputation of the wealthy family would be completely ruined.

Seeing Li Yan's warning look, Du Feng, who wanted to back out, swallowed hard and realized he was in a bind. He could only grit his teeth and say:

"Fine, you're ruthless, you brainless idiot. Let's see who laughs last!"

With the contestant's consent, the medical association naturally had nothing to say.

After the judges kept raising their placards in agreement with Chen Li's proposal, the emcee came up to the stage with three metal trays and injected three unlabeled vials into the arms of Chen Li, Du Feng, and Ye Qinglian in front of everyone.

The next moment.

The three people need to choose the prepared medicine to detoxify based on their symptoms of poisoning.

Chen Li, a Grandmaster, possesses profound internal strength. He mobilizes his true energy to seal the acupoints, slowing the spread of the venom by many times compared to a normal person.

Therefore, she had the leisure to observe Ye Qinglian's actions. She raised her fair arm, closed her eyes slightly, and sensed the symptoms of the venom, appearing very calm and composed.

Looking at Du Feng again, after the poison was injected into his body, his entire arm quickly turned from red to purple, swollen and numb, with a burning sensation like a raging fire.

Based on his years of experience, this was not simply viper venom; it contained other toxins as well.

If the poison isn't removed in time, the entire arm will be ruined.

Large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. His right arm, which had been injected with venom, was losing sensation. In his panic, he lost his composure and didn't care about anything else.

In a flurry of activity, he selected the medication, drew it into the syringe, hesitated briefly, gritted his teeth, plunged it into his arm, and swiftly pushed it in.

He also knew that if the medicine was mixed correctly, it would be the antidote; if the ratio was wrong, it would only make things worse and worse for his body.

After the injection, perhaps due to psychological factors, my arm felt less swollen and numb, and my almost out-of-control heart rate also decreased.

He plopped down in a chair, wiped the sweat from his face, panted heavily, and mocked Chen Li:

"Are you an idiot? Don't you know how to detoxify? Trying to outdo Master Guigu's disciple in detoxification? You're a complete moron! And you're dragging me down with you. Just wait to die!"

Chen Li glanced at his face, a smug smile playing on his lips.

Ye Qinglian slowly and methodically selected the medicine, injected it into her body, and quickly suppressed the toxicity, detoxifying her within half an hour.

Everything seemed to be handled with ease and composure.

Everyone's attention turned to Chen Li again. He was the one who proposed the risky competition rules, and so far he was the only one who had not taken any self-rescue measures.

Does he only know how to flatter you and not how to cure you, and just stand there stupidly waiting to die?