Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife-Chapter 1913 - 476: Still Arrogant

Guh Siyi’s face was extremely displeased; she hadn’t expected things to turn out this way.

Fifteen minutes had passed, and on the competition field, everyone was ready as the third round of drawing lots was about to begin.

An Yiqing, feeling full, packed up the lunchbox with Gu Yelin, and then watched him leave the competition seat with a cheerful smile.

In the guest seats

"Heh heh, Tiezhu, nicely done!" Yin Xilin gave Tiezhu a thumbs up, complimenting him in a low voice.

Tiezhu grinned foolishly, feeling very happy to help his senior sister and master.

Yin Xilin looked at Tiezhu’s simple and honest appearance, about to praise him a few more times, when she suddenly felt a sense of unease and reflexively leaned back. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

In that instant, a strong gust of air rushed toward her, making Yin Xilin’s pupils shrink as her peripheral vision caught sight of Guh Siyi, who had just made a move.

This woman actually attempted a sneak attack!

Having cultivated ancient martial arts for only a few days, Yin Xilin and Tiezhu were no match for Guh Siyi. Just as they were about to brace against the oncoming gale, another even more powerful aura came from a different direction, abruptly severing Guh Siyi’s force!

Tiezhu and Yin Xilin looked toward the direction where the energy was flowing, and upon seeing the person who helped them, they felt a surge of joy in their hearts.

"Thank you, Master!" Yin Xilin gratefully thanked Gu Yelin in a crisp voice.

Gu Yelin nodded silently, his gaze returning to An Yiqing.

Yin Xilin was long accustomed to her master’s quietness; to her, her master only showed a normal person’s smile in front of her beautiful mentor. Moreover, only her beautiful mentor was worthy of the gentle smile of her handsome master.

Making a face at Guh Siyi, who had a sullen expression, Yin Xilin cheerfully watched the competition.

Guh Siyi’s expression couldn’t be described as anything less than stormy; it was so dark that even soot on a pot couldn’t compare. She was not only angry but also filled with resentment. How could Gu Yelin intervene for just an apprentice of An Yiqing? Why?!

Gu Yelin was not fond of talking, but if he knew of Guh Siyi’s discontent, he would surely say with utter calmness: "Because she is my wife’s apprentice, and you are not."

By now, the drawing for the third-round competition had concluded.

The Medicine Sect was chosen!

Along with the Medicine Sect, five other teams were selected, including the Inoue Team from Country Bai!

Besides the Inoue Medical Team, there were four other Western teams selected, two of which were notably strong, trailing the Medicine Sect by only five or six points.

The atmosphere on the field began to tense up. An Yiqing’s senior brother, Nie Yuan, led the team and stepped onto the field under Ye Chenghong’s gaze.

The banquet hall’s side door opened, and staff members wheeled in movable hospital beds onto the field. After positioning the beds, the contestants moved forward.

"Two hours, time starts now."

The atmosphere on the field grew more serious, and even the guests in the audience stopped talking and turned their attention to the field.

"Senior Brother, let’s begin!" An Yiqing glanced at the patients on the two beds and whispered to Nie Yuan.

Nie Yuan nodded, "Alright, let’s begin. Xiao Jiu, you take the notes."

Xiao Jiu, the youngest and least experienced of An Yiqing’s generation of apprentices, was called upon. However, Ye Chenghong mentioned his high talent, thus he was brought here to gain experience.

Xiao Jiu nodded, the notebook in his hand slightly pale from grip. Participating in such a competition for the first time, he was a bit nervous.

"Relax, they’re all just two eyes and a nose, nothing too big." An Yiqing patted Xiao Jiu’s shoulder and followed Nie Yuan to the beds.

Each team needed to diagnose two patients without using modern medical equipment. Although the Medicine Sect mainly practiced Ancient Medicine, Ye Chenghong had long integrated Chinese and Western practices, improving them. Therefore, most Medicine Sect disciples were expert-level users of modern medical instruments as well.

Without these advanced tools, it was a high-level challenge for both the Medicine Sect and the other competing teams.

Time passed by the second. As the main force, Nie Yuan and An Yiqing bent over the beds, carefully examining the patients’ conditions. The two occasionally exchanged words, their expressions shifting from solemnity to puzzlement.

"This really is a medical competition; the patients they’ve found are truly diverse." Nie Yuan sighed, sitting beside the bed and placing his hand on the patient’s pulse.