Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor
Chapter 413: Thunderous Applause

Chapter 413: Chapter 413: Thunderous Applause

Sitting under the main stage, the Sect Leader of Ghost Doctor Sect, Sikong Lieyang, twirled his beard with a smile in his eyes, as the heart that had been hanging finally settled down completely.

Sikong Lieyang considered his medical skills to be a cut above the other four Ancient Medicine Sect Leaders, but even he did not have the ability, like Nangong Ming, to heal the burnt skin of a person to such an extent overnight.

Indeed, the reputation of the disciples of Hidden Sect was well-deserved!

At this moment, Sikong Lieyang had an even greater sense of respect and awe for Nangong Ming and the Ghost Doctor Valley behind him.

Even the always expressionless Nangong Ming couldn’t help but show a hint of pride on his face after seeing the young man’s wounds.

The young man’s injuries, originally festering and bleeding, looked completely unrecognizable, but now a new layer of skin had grown, although there was an obvious gap compared to the healthy skin of other parts. Yet, such a healing result was nothing short of miraculous and would surely cause a sensation in the global medical community.

Some of the guests sitting under the main stage saw immense potential for profit, their hearts racing with excitement, they decided to privately contact the Sect Leader of Ghost Doctor Sect, Sikong Lieyang, after the meeting, to see if they could collaborate with Ghost Doctor Sect and industrialize the production of the ointment formulated by Nangong Ming before launching it into the market.

After seeing the healing effect of Nangong Ming’s treatment, Wang Miaomiao felt even more restless and somewhat afraid to remove the layer of ointment from the wounds of the young girl standing next to her.

After Nangong Ming, the other three Ancient Medicine Sect disciples also began to remove the ointment from their respective patients’ wounds in succession.

Although the effects of their burn treatments were very good, they visibly paled in comparison to Nangong Ming’s.

At this point, out of the five Ancient Medicine Sect disciples, only Wang Miaomiao had not yet removed the ointment from her patient, and all eyes in the audience were focused on her.

"Miaomiao, we are all looking forward to you bringing us an even bigger surprise!"

Ren Juedao, one of the ten judges, said to Wang Miaomiao with a chuckle.

"Ah... okay..."

As Wang Miaomiao’s gaze swept below the main stage, her heart’s restlessness and insecurity dissolved in an instant when she saw Fang Bai’s face with a smile on it.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Miaomiao turned to the girl next to her, who seemed a bit nervous, smiled gently, and said softly, "Don’t worry, your wounds will definitely heal!"

The girl was only fourteen or fifteen years old, with snow-white skin, sweet and cute; she was naturally lively, talkative, and laughing. However, after her arm was burnt and left with a palm-sized wound, she suffered a great blow, becoming silent and reticent.

The girl had received treatment from Wang Miaomiao the day before, her heart filled with hope as well as anxiety, and she had not dared to look at her injured arm ever since the bandaging was removed.

"Sister, will it truly heal?"

Upon hearing Wang Miaomiao’s soft comfort and seeing her warming smile, the girl cautiously asked.

"Mmm... Now I will remove the ointment, and let’s see together if it’s better, shall we?"

Wang Miaomiao said with a smile.

"Okay. If my wound heals, I’ll treat you to something delicious!"

The girl said with earnestness.

Wang Miaomiao nodded, extended her delicate and slender jade-like hands, and carefully cleaned off the layer of ointment on the girl’s wound.

As Wang Miaomiao was clearing the ointment, the girl mustered her courage, widened her beautiful eyes, and stared unblinkingly at the wound on her arm.

When the wound was completely exposed, the girl’s expression clearly froze for a moment, followed by her little face flushing with excitement, then her eyes reddened, brimming with tears.

"Sister, thank you... sob... thank you... sob... I’m so moved... I’m so happy... sob sob sob..."

The girl suddenly embraced Wang Miaomiao and burst into loud sobs, her voice choked with emotion.

Wang Miaomiao gently patted the girl’s back, feeling as if a great weight had finally been lifted from her heart, relaxing her considerably.

She had seen clearly that after the ointment was removed, the girl’s burn wounds had new skin growing, and although it still looked somewhat different from the other areas of skin, the healing effect was clearly a few notches better than Nangong Ming’s.

After calming the girl, who was crying incessantly out of joy and excitement, Wang Miaomiao asked her to stand properly on the stage, and then the camera focused on the girl’s healed burn wound.

Thousands of guests, looking at the big screens on either side of the main stage, saw the girl’s wound healing and fell silent for a moment. Then there was a stir, and following that, thunderous applause suddenly erupted.

This applause, naturally, was for Wang Miaomiao.

Even with the naked eye, the guests present could determine that Wang Miaomiao was the winner of this round of medical competition.

Amidst the applause, ten judges walked onto the main stage, one by one, to examine the healing progress of the five patients.

As everyone expected, the outcome of this round of medical competition placed Wang Miaomiao first and Nangong Ming second, both advancing to the ultimate showdown.

Although theoretically, he should have been happy to come in second and advance to the final showdown, Nangong Ming’s face showed not a trace of joy, but rather a gloomy, ice cold expression.

Nangong Ming was an exceedingly proud and conceited person, wishing to be the first and win the top spot in everything.

Invited by Sikong Lieyang, he came solely for the first prize in the medical competition segment. He initially felt confident that victory was in his grasp, but Wang Miaomiao’s unexpected emergence posed a threat that became more intense with each round.

Especially in the just concluded third round of the competition, he had been bested by Wang Miaomiao, a sensation as unpleasant for Nangong Ming as swallowing a fly.

At this rate, the outcome of the forthcoming ultimate medical showdown was unpredictable.

The situation had completely slipped out of Nangong Ming’s control.

If it were not for Fang Bai’s presence, Nangong Ming’s murderous intent would have spread far and wide, aiming directly at Wang Miaomiao.

A moment later, Pavilion Master Wen Yu of Doctor Pavilion stepped onto the stage to announce the results of this round of the medical competition.

When she said, "Congratulations to Doctor Pavilion’s Wang Miaomiao for winning first place in this round," Wen Yu’s mood was indescribably good. Seeing Sikong Lieyang’s Sect Leader’s face, filled with gloom, she really wanted to burst into triumphant laughter.

In the last two years, Ghost Doctor Sect seemed to have the support of some mysterious force, becoming increasingly aggressive, almost to the point of challenging for the position of leader of the Ancient Medicine Sects, putting Doctor Pavilion under immense pressure.

Before the commencement of this "World Traditional Medicine Conference," Wen Yu had learned through various channels that Ghost Doctor Sect had invited a mysterious figure to ensure victory in the medical competition segment.

Having no genius in medical and martial arts among Doctor Pavilion’s younger disciples and failing to secure a suitable external aid despite her efforts, Wen Yu had already prepared herself for the loss of the position of leader among the Ancient Medicine Sects.

However, what Wen Yu did not expect was that their average disciple Wang Miaomiao, who wasn’t highly regarded by anyone in the pavilion, had a fortuitous encounter with the remarkable Fang Bai while out on an errand and received his teachings. (PS: Please support with your votes!!!)