Spoiled By the Young Master After Reborn In the 80s
Chapter 223: Two hundred and twenty-two, Match (1)

Chapter 223: Two hundred and twenty-two, Match (1)

After the three parties finished drawing lots, the Medical Hall Shopkeeper said, "This first round is about speed. Everyone will use their most skillful needle technique to treat the patient, and whoever cures their patient first will be the winner of this round."

Luo Qianyu drew patient number two, a middle-aged woman, who, like the other two patients, suffered from gastroenteritis.

After discussing with everyone, Luo Shu decided to compete in the first round. A good start was crucial; it would build confidence among her peers, making the subsequent competitions smoother.

Clearly, the Ghost Doctor Sect and Medicine Valley had the same strategy, sending forth disciples with strong abilities from their respective sides.

Representing Medicine Valley was Wu Zheng, who ranked within the top three in the sect. The Ghost Doctor Sect sent Ghost Buli, the second senior brother within the sect.

Both stepped out from their teams and looked towards Divine Doctor Family’s direction. Seeing Luo Shu as the competitor, a sneer crept on their faces almost simultaneously. The Divine Doctor Family really was a shadow of its former self, sending a little girl first. Weren’t they just handing them the victory?

The three came to their respective patients, sterilized the Silver Needles, and began treatment.

Wu Zheng’s hands moved like lightning. In just a moment, the needles in his hand were all inserted into the patient’s acupoints, his fingers gently pinching and releasing the Silver Needles. If one looked closely, they could see the needles vibrating slightly.

Ghost Buli’s needling technique was incredibly elusive, making it near impossible to track the movement of his hands. But after the Silver Needles were inserted, one could see wisps of black qi following the needles into the patient’s body.

Compared to them, Luo Shu’s actions seemed much simpler—inserting, pinching, and removing needles.

Time rapidly passed, with everyone below the stage watching the three nervously.

"Who do you think will win?"

"Is that even a question? It must be our Ghost senior brother."

"Our Senior Brother Wu is the most formidable one here."

"Indeed, victory will surely belong to our Senior Brother Wu."

"Anyway, the Divine Doctor Family is sure to come last again."

"Isn’t that obvious? With their medical skills, they’re a joke."

"Look! The person from the Divine Doctor Family has already recovered."

"So what if it’s quick? What matters is curing the patient in the end."

"Exactly! If she didn’t manage to cure the patient, that would be truly embarrassing, haha..." The onlookers focused their gazes on Luo Shu, their eyes filled with astonishment, mockery, disdain...

As Luo Shu finished her treatment, Ghost Buli and Wu Zheng also put away their Silver Needles right after.

The three moved aside, waiting for the judgment from the six referees.

The referees approached, quickly checked the three patients, and then returned to their seats.

The crowd’s gaze was fixed on the six referees, waiting for them to announce the results of the competition.

After a brief consultation among themselves, Ghost Doctor Sect’s Seventh Elder stood up, glanced around at everyone, and said, "After a unanimous decision by our panel of judges, the Divine Doctor Family has obtained first place, followed by Ghost Doctor Sect in second, and Medicine Valley in third."

"What?!"

"Impossible!"

"How could the Divine Doctor Family possibly be in first place?"

Exclamations of shock rose and fell one after another, aside from the Divine Doctor Family, everyone else looked at Luo Shu with disbelief. How could she possibly win? Could there have been a mistake?

"I did underestimate you! But there definitely won’t be a next time," Ghost Buli sneered at Luo Shu and strode back to the area where the Ghost Doctor Sect was located.

"Congratulations!" Wu Zheng said to Luo Shu with a smile. He had taken her too lightly this time!

"Thank you!" Luo Shu replied with a light smile, then turned and walked back to her family’s area.

"Now let’s see if they still dare to underestimate our Divine Doctor Family."

"This time we will definitely show them the strength of our Divine Doctor Family."

"Exactly, we’re definitely going to win all the way to the end."

"Yes! We definitely will!"

Luo Shu smiled and glanced at everyone, reminding them, "Having confidence is a good thing, but let’s not be complacent!" Confidence is important, but overconfidence is arrogance.

"Don’t worry, big sister! We definitely won’t be complacent," everyone said in unison, their morale soaring.

Seeing the full confidence of the Divine Doctor Family, the people of the Ghost Doctor Sect and Medicine Valley couldn’t help but become curious about Luo Shu’s identity.

Luo Shu sat back down next to Lu Hanmo.

Lu Hanmo took Luo Shu’s hand in his and looked into her eyes with a tender smile, "You did very well!"

Luo Shu smiled and said, "After the competition is over, let’s go for a walk on the street. I saw from the car earlier that there seemed to be wild fruits for sale."

"Okay!" Lu Hanmo agreed with a smile. As long as she wanted, he would accompany her anywhere."

The competition began once again, and this time, Luo Qianqing represented the Divine Doctor Family.

This time, the Ghost Doctor Sect sent out a woman whose medical skills were said to rank within the top ten of their sect.

Medicine Valley sent out Xiao He, who ranked first. Perhaps due to their loss in the previous round, Medicine Valley wanted to turn the tables this time.

The competition’s task was simple: the Medical Hall brought out a patient, and each party had to diagnose the patient’s condition based on their complexion and prescribe the corresponding treatment. The judges would then determine the winner based on the speed of diagnosis and the prescribed treatments.

This time’s patient was an old man with a face covered in grime – a deliberate challenge of the competition. All the participants were highly skilled doctors; without a challenge, what would be the point of this competition?

All three competitors on stage furrowed their brows slightly and scrutinized the old man in front of them. The contest was a test of observation, one of the four key diagnostic methods, and now that they couldn’t even clearly see the opponent’s face, how were they to make a judgment?

The audience underneath the stage watched silently, their gazes firmly fixed on the three competitors above, waiting for them to deliver their diagnostic results.

"Big sister, Qianqing won’t have any problems, will he?" Luo Yan leaned forward and quietly asked Luo Shu.

Luo Shu shook her head with a smile, "No!" Although the problem seemed difficult, it was actually not that hard. With Luo Qianqing’s current strength, he just needed to focus and calmly sense the old man’s pulse to diagnose the condition.

Luo Qianqing frowned and carefully observed the old man in front of him. At this moment, he was somewhat anxious, afraid he would lose the match.

He turned to look at the two competitors beside him and saw that they were as troubled as he was, which eased his mind a bit. As long as they hadn’t made a diagnosis before him, he still had a chance to win.

Time passed by, and sweat started to form on the foreheads of all three on the stage, as if on cue.