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Considering the long duration of the competition, the chairs in the venue were all capable of reclining into makeshift beds.
Time ticked away, second by second.
Unable to endure any longer, some began to rest, lying down on the chairs.
However, the audience in the live broadcast room kept growing; everyone wanted to witness this grand medical contest and see who would emerge as the new miracle healer.
After Old Madam Gu dozed off in her chair, Ming Wan sat down next to Ming Guoan.
"Dad, does sister truly know medicine?" Several hours had passed since the curtains were drawn for the surgery, and there had been no news from Ming Yao's side. If the little boy had died under her care, surely some staff would have come out to report it.
Ming Guoan scoffed coldly, "What does she know about medicine? I had a cold before, and when I sent her to buy medicine from the pharmacy, she brought back something for stomach aches!"