"I want to show you the real medical skills of the Blood Medicine Sect."

"How magical and powerful it is."

"The medical skills of the Blood Medicine Sect cannot be belittled by small tricks or a competition."

"The judging panel, the host, the disciples of the Blood Medicine Sect, and the Chinese audience, the time has come for you to witness the miracle..."

After he finished speaking, he sterilized the silver needle in alcohol, then approached Lin Qiuling and stabbed it near her lungs.

He cured 80% of Lin Qiuling's lung disease, but it was also he who wasted his time that caused complications, and it was he who spent a lot of manpower and financial resources to turn her into a competition patient.

Bei Tingchuan is confident that one shot can resolve Lin Qiuling's predicament.

A few days ago, he had accumulated medicine in Lin Qiuling's lungs. As long as the silver needle drops and stimulates it, Lin Qiuling will get better quickly.

This was also the biggest reason why he was angry at Kurokawa Muyuki for admitting defeat.

He arranged everything and finally made the final move, but Kurokawa Muxue didn't give up. How could Beitingchuan not be angry?

Just when his silver needle had just pierced Lin Qiuling's lungs, he saw from the corner of his eye that Ye Fan stabbed Lin Qiuling's head.

"What? A desperate needle?"
Chapter completed!