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The examiners didn't look too good when he spoke softly.

They still needed to ask the guild leader about this.

The door to the association opened and the elderly president walked out. His expression was solemn and he obviously knew what was happening outside.

"Make a life and death agreement, ask the doctor from First People's Hospital to come over, and have the ambulance follow him. If there is an accident, send the patient to the hospital immediately, and notify the police first. Once all these preparations are done, carry out the operation in the association, and broadcast live."

The guild leader instructed, his expression grave.

If Zhong Wentao failed, even if it had nothing to do with the Chinese Medical Association, this recruitment would still fail.

"Guild leader, think twice!"

The bearded examiner shouted anxiously, he definitely did not believe in Zhong Wentao's capabilities.

How could a young man do such a thing?

"Enough, our Chinese Medical Association must give every single one of them a chance, don't casually reject others."

These words were shot and circulated online by the media, winning a lot of good comments and applause.

Since the president had agreed, the organizers couldn't say much either. Watching Zhong Wentao lead the sick man into the Chinese Medical Association, they couldn't stop him either.

After this incident, the competition had finally come to a temporary halt.

Everyone was focused on the big screen, wanting to see what the final result would be.

In the temporarily prepared operation room, there was only Zhong Wentao and the man lying on the sickbed.

There were surveillance videos and cameras in the room, so they could be cleared for the outside world to see. They could also hear the sounds inside the room, so that no one would fake it.

The president stood outside the door and observed the situation inside through the window. He also wanted to know Zhong Wentao's ability.

"Relax, relax."

Zhong Wentao comforted her softly as he put on the sterile gloves and surgical uniform. He then placed the scalpel and other things on a tray.

He reached out and gently pressed the man's wrist, causing the man to groan in pain.

"It's a bone spike. I need a knife to remove the bone spike, then sew it up and recuperate for a few months."

He softly narrated the illness of a man to make him feel at ease and to let others know what he was doing.

The bone spikes were only a small operation that could be removed in the hospital in ten minutes. However, since there was no room, no one dared to estimate the time.

As Cheng Yang stood in the crowd, he was also extremely nervous.

He had to use a lot of strength to bring this person over, Zhong Wentao had to succeed.

"Does it hurt?"

The man asked with trembling voice and fear.

There was nothing around him, and there was clearly no anesthetic.

Forcefully executing a slash, anyone would be afraid.

"I have anesthetic. I made it myself. The effect is also very good."

Zhong Wentao said as he took out a white porcelain bottle and placed it around the man's wrist, gently rubbing it.

From the start of the pain, the man's wrist slowly became numb.

As the white powder was rubbed under his skin and absorbed by his body, the effects of the anesthetic began to show itself.

Without further ado, Zhong Wentao sterilized the scalpel and gently cut the skin on his wrist. Fresh blood quickly flowed out, but he did not do anything to stop the scalpel.

His hands did not stop there, slicing open the flesh around the bone spikes to reveal the bones. Surprisingly, something that looked like a thorn had actually grown on the surface of the spikes.

He changed the scalpel to a bigger one and cut the bone spike off. He threw it into the small transparent bowl and it made a loud sound.

"That's it?"

The man looked at the bone spurs in the small bowl and was very surprised.

Such a small thing had tormented him for so long, for so many years.

"It's almost done."

As he said that, Zhong Wentao took out another white porcelain bottle, inside it was his special Golden Sore Medicine, he sprinkled the Golden Sore Medicine on the wound, and watched as the wound started to heal, and the hole on the bone that had removed the bone spikes slowly shrank. Only then did he unhurriedly sew the wound, and closed a total of seven stitches.

He used the gauze to wrap the wound up. It took him less than ten minutes to wrap it up.

"Completed?"

Not only was the man with the knife baffled, even the onlookers found it strange.

The duration of the operation was too short. It was in no way inferior to a large hospital.

The main issue was that it didn't look painful at all. He didn't need to spend that much money to do the examination. The cost of treating a patient had been reduced by a lot.

Outside the door, the president's eyes narrowed. It was very dangerous, as if he was very dissatisfied with the success of the operation inside.

"Qualified."

After saying those two words, the guild leader turned around and left.

"Oh my god, this is too amazing, he actually passed!"

"If I had known earlier, I would have let him treat me. My waist is always in pain and I have missed this free opportunity."

"Yeah, I wonder how much it will cost to find him in the future."

The people outside were all discussing, Cheng Yang had already left from the crowd and secretly drove away.

Seeing that Zhong Wentao had succeeded, he was relieved, if he continued to stay, he might be suspected by others.

Just as Zhong Wentao had said, it was true that someone was monitoring them.

In the carriage, clutching his aching arm, Cheng Yang thought back to the previous situation.

He had found the big brother that sold the pig's feet last night. Back then, he had begged, but this big brother just didn't agree.

However, when he returned after leaving, he saw that someone was looking inside his big brother's house, and it was obvious that they were monitoring him.

Seeing this, he went to find the elder brother and gave them a hundred thousand yuan in cash when the promise was completed. He told them to tell everything that happened so that the elder brother would not have anything to do with this matter.

However, when he brought his big brother here in the morning, he was stopped by a lot of people. His arm was injured during the fight.

They were just a bit away from being able to come over.

Since she didn't have time to tell Zhong Wentao about this situation, she could only leave and wait for the opportunity.

Inside Chinese Medical Association, Zhong Wentao instructed the man on which ones to level up after their surgery. After that, he took off his gloves and left with the man.

The man wrapped the bone spur in soft paper and prepared to take it away with him.

Zhong Wentao did not reject, and only felt that he had to thank this person for his help.

Walking out of the association's main entrance, all the spotlights were focused on his face, wanting to interview him one-on-one.

However, the security personnel of the Chinese Medical Association were very dutiful and did not let him be harassed. Instead, they brought them to another tunnel and quickly left.

At the end of the passage, Wang Zhanhai stood there and looked at him while chuckling.

"Why are you here?"

Zhong Wentao didn't support what he had done, he didn't think that he would actually come today.

"Of course I'm here to congratulate you. Shiyun and I will treat you to a meal to celebrate."

Wang Zhanhai laughed and said, looking very proud.

Those who didn't know about the situation, would think that Wang Zhanhai was Zhong Wentao's master. This was what Wang Zhanhai was so proud of.

If he could take Zhong Wentao as his disciple in his lifetime, his entire life would be worth it.

The man who was performing the surgery had already been taken away by his wife and child. The family left happily with a peaceful back, which made Zhong Wentao very satisfied.

Back then, when he had embarked on the path of medical skills, it was also to treat people who had no money in the world to pay for treatment. Now, he was working hard.

After getting on Wang Zhanhai's carriage, Yang Hao then brought his men out of the darkness, his face gloomy and cold.

"I didn't expect him to be so capable."

Seeing Yang Hao's ugly expression, he immediately said: "No matter how capable he is, he cannot enter our association!"

"Hmph."

Yang Hao sneered, and turned to leave.

But after winning two matches, there was still one left.

"Call Zhibo and tell him to come back home."

After coldly giving his orders, Yang Hao left completely.

The assistant immediately took out her cell phone and made a call to Yue Guang with a very respectful attitude.

In the carriage, Wang Zhanhai did not tell him the purpose of this trip.

When they reached the entrance of the hotel, he was finally allowed to get off and take the elevator up to the thirteenth floor. Bai Shiyun was already waiting for him in the private room.

"Congratulations!"

As Bai Shiyun said that, she opened the bottle of champagne in her hand and produced a loud sound. Only then did Zhong Wentao smile.

It looked like it was indeed a celebratory feast.

Sitting opposite of Bai Shiyun, and looking at the table full of dishes, couldn't help but laugh.

Helpless, he said, "This is not the last match. There is still one more round left. Does it count as a victory now?"

"I know, the third round is with medicine, your Golden Sore Medicine is so effective, Cheng Yang had spent eight hundred thousand to buy it, how can you not have confidence?"

Bai Shiyun didn't mind, she had already known that Zhong Wentao would succeed.

After passing through two of the three matches, was the last match still a problem?

"You can't put it like that. You still have to be careful."

Wang Zhanhai instructed his as he ate, he didn't look the least bit cautious.

"I know."

Zhong Wentao nodded seriously, he understood what Wang Zhanhai meant.

A lot of people thought they were going to win after two games, but most of them lost in the third game.

If one wanted to enter the Chinese Medical Association completely, they could not make these mistakes.

left after receiving a call from Wang Rui. Only Zhong Wentao and Bai Shiyun remained, feeling a little awkward.

"What, you don't know me anymore?"

After drinking the champagne in her hand, Bai Shiyun felt a little bitter.

These days, Zhong Wentao was busy with matters of the Chinese Medical Association, they had almost never met.

Both the Huang and Cheng Families extended their olive branches towards her, making her extremely distressed. However, with Cheng Yang here, it would at least reduce the frequent harassment from Huang Rulong.

"You're even more beautiful now, how could I not recognize you?"

Zhong Wentao said softly, and praised his very seriously.

"What's the use of being pretty, Huang Rulong and my father never made me calm down, if it wasn't for the fact that we made a business deal during this period of time, my father would never have approved me to be 'together' with Cheng Yang."

She envied Zhong Wentao's carefree life the most, if only she was like this too.

"Let's go!"

Zhong Wentao stood up and suddenly said.

"Where to?"

Bai Shiyun was curious.

"Take you to eat pig's feet."

"What?"

Bai Shiyun had never heard of pig's feet before, this kind of food never appeared on her table.

It was just that she didn't want to disappoint Zhong Wentao, so she left along with him, also curious about this thing.

Bringing Bai Shiyun to the Night Market, the two of them went back and forth amidst the bustling crowd.

"What is this place?" "Very interesting."

Bai Shiyun laughed as she spoke, feeling that the surroundings were a little unfamiliar.

"Be careful!"