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The assistant looked at his shoes with tears in his eyes, wondering why the president left him to face Miss Mu Yan alone.
He is really afraid that the president¡¯s daughter will take action on him later.
Sure enough, when Mu Yan saw Jiang Shaoyu leaving like this without looking back, Mu Yan's eyes turned red with anger.
Turning her head, she saw that his man was still standing there like a piece of wood. Mu Yan immediately swung him with a knife.
"What are you doing standing around stupidly? Drive me to the venue."
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The Orange Mountain Plaza was already crowded with people, and there were more than a dozen chairs placed on both sides of the competition platform.
This is the judges' seat.
In the middle stood an old man who was speaking.
He looks to be about fifty or sixty years old, with frosty white temples. He is wearing a black formal suit and has an elegant and calm temperament.
Time has eroded his appearance, but judging from that face alone, he must have been an out-and-out handsome guy when he was young.
"Thank you to all medical staff and all walks of life for your full support of this competition. The first place winner of the three-year Yafeng Medical Skills Competition will have the honor to enter the Cangge."
"This is the key card."
As he spoke, he placed the plum-shaped key in his hand on the plate in the hands of the hostess in front of everyone.
As soon as the key came out, it immediately attracted everyone's attention.
Is this the key to the Tibetan Pavilion?
Under the high platform, representatives from various companies were ready to make moves, and the atmosphere was lively and slightly tense.
Next, a man with black eyes and a black suit walked onto the stage from the side. He walked gracefully onto the stage with his card in hand.
On the stage, the host¡¯s warm smile and greetings were as warm as spring, but there was already an undercurrent surging in the audience.
Mr. Wen came out with his disciples from Xinglin Hall and his granddaughter Wen Yanyan. As soon as he took his seat, he heard a sarcastic laugh coming from his ear.
"Are you, Xinglintang, too embarrassed to play in the competition this year? Except for you, Old Man Wen, the other juniors are really worse than the last."
"I heard that your granddaughter, a top student, even got a minor emergency surgery wrong in City A and was compensated five million."
"It's really embarrassing. At this level, I don't know how many people will suffer in the future."
As the old man's voice fell, Wen Yanyan immediately felt the mocking or contemptuous glances from the people around her, which made her unable to raise her head in shame.
How did that matter come to Peking?
She gritted her teeth and thought angrily: Xia Yuwan was responsible for all this!
Wen Lao also felt that his face was dull. He became famous at a young age, and his life has been smooth sailing. When he gets old, he will naturally become highly respected.
I never thought that night that I would be laughed at when I got older.
The person who spoke looked like he was about the same age, with a fair face and no beard, and a smooth head that was bathed in the sunlight and shined brightly.
The long eyebrows are like the longevity star in the New Year painting, hanging down from the eyebrow tip to the chest. They are also uniquely tied into two small braids, clamped with a cute little sunflower hairpin.
When he smiled, his eyes narrowed, and his face and eyes were invisible. He looked like a weird old man with a kind-hearted face.
After the words fell, Mr. Wen also sarcastically replied.
"Fang Huai, what do you, an old boy, have to be proud of? So what if your Fang family is full of talents? A hundred years later, Yinyue Hall will be handed over to outsiders."
Fang Huai.
The head of Yinyuetang is seventy-two years old this year.
His only son Fang Tianhao was kicked out of the Fang family by Mr. Fang because he fell in love with an orphan girl when he was young and was not from the right family.
Over the years, he has also been unable to sleep at midnight and regretted it.
It¡¯s a pity that he couldn¡¯t find his son even though he spent a lot of effort.
I have to choose the heir in the disciple Sun Zhong, otherwise I would only be afraid that one day he would be lonely, and Yinyue Tang was no one.
Among the younger generation of the Fang family, only Situ Qinglang can take action.
The young man is only 26 years old this year. He has already become the president¡¯s doctor. He lives in the Komi Palace and is respected by everyone.
It is worth mentioning that Situ Qinglang and Ye Yunzhu both studied at Waseda University in Japan.
He also knows Wen Yanyan.
Speaking of which, Wen Yanyan and he were the most familiar strangers.
Because the two are similar in age, they have been compared between the two families since they were young.
Fang Huai was quite tolerant towards him, but he only had one requirement, that is - he could not lose to Wen Yanyan, a female streamer.
Later, it turned out that Situ Qinglang was quite successful. In the ranking of famous doctors in Peking, Situ Qinglang was far above Wen Yanyan.
Now Mr. Wen and Mr. Fang are quarreling. As a disciple, he can't say anything wrong with his master, let alone persuade Mr. Wen to take a step back to gain a brighter future.
Situ Qinglang took two steps back and quietly came to Wen Yanyan's side. His voice sounded softly above her head, with a hint of apology.
"Miss Wen, I'm sorry. Master, he didn't mean to target you. He just has this temper and likes to quarrel with Mr. Wen."
Wen Yanyan turned pale and did not accept his apology at all.
"The two disciples and grandsons, one is a good guy and the other is a bad guy, are they treating her like a fool?
With condensed apricot eyes, she glared at Situ Qinglang with a delicate and charming look, and scolded him angrily: "I don't need your fake kindness."
After saying that, the proud figure looked like a white peacock, with his head held high and his chest high, and he walked domineeringly on seven-centimeter high heels.
Situ Qinglang was not angry, but glanced at her departing back, raised his lips, and squeezed out a helpless smile on his handsome face.
Fang Jingyang didn¡¯t know there was anything going on between the two. He followed the team of doctors in Xinglintang as usual and passed by Situ Qinglang.
I couldn¡¯t help but take a look at the man.
Is this the future leader of Yinyuetang?
He will definitely defeat him!
For some reason, Situ Qinglang intuitively felt a hint of hostility. He pondered for a long time and finally found the source of this hostility.
Looking over, he happened to meet the burning fighting spirit and cold anger in Fang Jingyang¡¯s eyes.
Who is this person?
Why have I never heard of anyone new to Xinglintang?
Among the four halls, Lingfeng Hall also came.
Although the Bai family has been torn apart over the years, they will continue to persevere as long as the Lingfeng Hall sign is still up.
In fact, this ABANA Medical Competition is, to put it bluntly, a competition between Situ Qinglang and Wen Yanyan.
¡°After all, the foreign team is definitely not as good as the Chinese people in terms of the theory of traditional Chinese medicine, and among the young people in China, only these two people can master it.
As for Qingque Hall, after the last serious damage, this sect has ceased to exist in name only.
So I didn¡¯t participate this time. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com