Chapter 73: Five Mao's Debt

  Fang Junzhou's face wasn't good when he heard that Zhang Jingran had taken first place, and now Chu Nan ran over to him asking for money. Fang Junzhou was instantly furious, his face elongated in anger, coldly saying: "What five cents?"

  Chu Nan smiled triumphantly: "What? You're not acknowledging the debt after losing the bet? Who was it that just bet 50 cents with me, saying they would definitely win against Zhang Jingran in the written test? Now Zhang Jingran got first place, and this slap in the face is loud and clear. If you don't admit it, it's fine, it's just 50 cents, I won't bother collecting it."

  Chu Nan's words caused the onlookers to burst into loud laughter.

  Luo Lie made a loudspeaker shape with his hands and shouted: "Someone doesn't count what they say!"

  Suddenly many spectators followed and booed: "You can't even take out 50 cents, dare to call yourself a medical genius, what a shame for that person!"

  "Haha, can't even win a game, and now won't admit defeat in a bet. This kind of person is also qualified to participate in the top medical competition? It's simply embarrassing!"

  Fang Junzhou's face turned red, and he slapped the table with a loud "pa". Chu Nan was startled and jumped back, patting his chest and saying: "What's wrong, are you getting angry? My little heart is racing. It's just 50 cents, no need to get so worked up. Fine, I won't take it then, consider it my treat for dinner, what do you say?"

  "Does Mr. Fang Junzhou owe five cents?" As he spoke, Fang Junzhou pulled out a 100-yuan bill from his pocket and slapped it directly on the table, staring at Chu Nan and shouting, "This hundred yuan is all yours, no need to change!"

  "A hundred yuan?" Chu Nan smiled and looked at Fang Junzhou with a mocking expression, "I bet with you for 50 cents, you give me a hundred yuan, is it because you look down on me, Chu Nan? Do you think I'm a petty person who takes advantage of others?"

  "What do you want then?" Fang Junzhou said with a huff.

  "I just want 50 cents."

  The surrounding noise is still ringing: "Yes, others just want 50 cents, what's the point of giving them 100 yuan?"

  "Hey, this guy is really weird. He didn't even ask for change for a hundred yuan and yet he's showing off his wealth with that shabby appearance? My dad owns a factory and can easily slap down tens of thousands of yuan on the table for others. A hundred yuan in my house wouldn't even last a few minutes as pocket money!"

  "This person is just problematic, doesn't want to admit defeat when they lose, nothing more to say."

  On the judges' panel, several judges looked at each other and shook their heads in dismay. Chen Tianling sighed and said, "I've seen Chu Changtian before, but his son is a completely different story!"

  Another judge said: "This son of his looks like he's going to be more trouble."

  "Hey." Zhao Dejiang chuckled and said, "I quite like the personality of his son, a personality that doesn't suffer losses, very charismatic. Just based on this alone, it's no wonder he's Chu Changtian's son. Director Chen, I originally thought your daughter was the most charismatic one in this competition, but unexpectedly, the whole competition has been stolen by Fang Junzhou and Chu Nan."

  Director Chen also shook his head and sighed.

  Among the contestants, each had a different expression. Chen Xiao looked at Chu Nan and smiled slightly at the corner of her mouth.

  Fang Junzhou's face turned iron-green, he searched his body thoroughly, but couldn't find even 50 cents. In desperation, he had to leave his seat and walk to the audience seats to seek help from Zheng Guangran. Today was a live broadcast, and he felt like his face was burning with shame. He had never met anyone as persistent as Chu Nan before, and for a moment, even Fang Junzhou felt at a loss.

  Zheng Guangran and Zheng Miaomiao were also stunned, until Fang Junzhou came over to ask for money. The two of them searched their bodies thoroughly, but still couldn't find 50 cents.

  "Alright, alright, let's just say you owe me first. I'm a generous person and won't charge interest. We can settle this later, don't delay everyone's exam."

  Fang Junzhou returned to his seat, sulking and not making a sound, gritting his teeth in anger. In his heart, he thought, "You think you're clever, Chu Nan? You deliberately tried to embarrass me. Just wait until I beat you later and see how you'll slink out of Jiangwan City!"

  The matter has just come to an end, but everyone's gaze at Chu Nan is different now. Just now, Chu Nan toyed with Fang Junzhou, who was full of arrogance, and completely dispelled his haughty air. This Chu Nan is really not a simple person, he doesn't play by the usual rules.

  Zheng Miaomiao's face grew more and more irritated as she saw Chu Nan showing off, her voice huffing with anger: "Dad, look at that Chu Nan, is he really the son of Chu Changtian? He's simply a scoundrel."

  Zheng Guangran sighed, and a worried look appeared in his eyes. He said: "If he had the same temper as his old man, maybe we could have grasped some of his weaknesses. But looking at him now, I'm actually getting a bit worried. Just now, when he was gambling with Fang Junzhou, you agreed to it too impulsively."

  Zheng Miao bit her lip and said resentfully, "If I don't agree, he won't agree to this bet either. Even if Fang Junzhou wins him over, there's no way to drive him out of Jiangwan City, nor can we see his defeated face. It's all meaningless!"

  Zheng Guangran furrowed his brow and said, "A moment of impatience can ruin a great plan. Sometimes we have to seize the opportunity before making our move. Alright, now all we can do is hope that Fang Junzhou wins the competition. However, if Fang Junzhou really loses by any chance... Of course, I don't think he will lose, but if he really does lose, are you really going to marry this Chu Nan?"

  Zheng Miao lowered her head, and no one could see what expression she had on her face. They could only sense that her emotions were not calm at the moment. After a long while, Zheng Miao chuckled and said: "This Chu Nan is so eager to marry me, isn't it just because he wants to save face? Actually, if he wins against Fang Junzhou, then Fang Junzhou will be finished. Father, haven't you always wanted to win first place in this medical competition? If I marry Chu Nan, and let him help us out, wouldn't that be even better?"

  Zheng Guangran was shocked and said in a low voice, "Don't even think about this idea. My daughter is absolutely impossible to marry the son of Chu Changtian."

  "I know." Zheng Miao Miao raised her head, with a ruthless glint in her eyes. "If he marries me and I go out to meet other men every day, and be with other men, I don't know how humiliated and painful he will feel... Just thinking about his pain makes me very happy."

  Zheng Guangran looked at Zheng Miaomiao with an incredulous expression, especially when he saw Zheng Miaomiao's crazy eyes. Suddenly, his heart ached vaguely, as if because of the son of the Chu family, his own daughter had become unrecognizable to himself. A killing intent flashed in Zheng Guangran's eyes, and for the sake of his daughter not continuing to sink, this Chu Nan could no longer be spared, he must be killed, the sooner the better!

  The second test was hosted by Zhao Dejiang, the deputy dean of the Second Hospital of the Medical University. As a member of the evaluation committee, Zhao Dejiang is a middle-aged man in his 40s with a slightly bald head. He walked down from the judges' seat, followed by two staff members carrying trays. After walking to the front of the candidates, Zhao Dejiang put his hands behind his back and smiled at the candidates, saying: "Firstly, I would like to congratulate Zhang Jingran on achieving the first place in the written test with a perfect score!"

  The whole audience gasped in shock.

  Zhao Dejiang smiled and said, "On the one hand, this shows that Zhang Jingran has extremely rich medical knowledge. On the other hand, it also shows how serious Zhang Jingran is about things, which can be seen from the fact that he just handed in his last assignment!"

  Originally, everyone thought that Zhang Jingran's last submission would definitely be the worst one, but now after listening to Zhao Dejiang, they immediately started changing their tune, as if they had foresight all along.

  As all the contestants and spectators in the audience looked at him, Zhang Jingran suddenly felt a little embarrassed, his face turned bright red as he lowered his head. Zhao Dejiang saw this and secretly laughed to himself, thinking that this person really was a bookworm in the medical field, no wonder Old Man Zhang had taken a liking to him.

  "But the other students also did very well in this exam, and the next two exams will account for a larger proportion of the total score. Everyone still has a chance to surpass Zhang Jingran, so let's keep working hard."

  "The rules of the exam are as follows: in this upcoming exam, I will distribute three types of self-developed medicines to each of you. You can use various methods to identify the composition of the medicines. I will also distribute simple detection instruments to each of you. The identification time for each pill cannot exceed 30 minutes, and the total time cannot exceed two hours. Finally, our judges will determine your scores, which will be added to the scores from the written exam. The ten students with the lowest scores will be disqualified from participating in the third round of exams."

  After saying this, many students became tense, especially those who had poor written test scores before.

  "Alright, next I'll have someone distribute the first pill to each of you. At the same time, everyone will receive a blank piece of paper. Please write down the ingredients of the medicine on the blank paper."

  The staff had distributed twenty identical pills and papers to the crowd below in advance. Zhang Jingran opened the toolbox sent by the staff, which contained some simple tools such as medicine, small knives, alcohol lamps, microscopes, etc. Some people looked at these simple tools and became flustered one by one. They usually learned through electronic instruments and equipment for inspection, but what was placed in front of them was indeed a pile of primitive equipment.

  Even a contestant stood up and started protesting: "Judges, why are there no advanced electronic instruments?"

  "If it were operated through electronics, then this exam would not be necessary. Modern doctors always rely on high-tech equipment, but when the technical equipment fails, they usually don't know what to do. That's why you have to use the most primitive means, relying on your own medical experience and senses such as sight and taste, which are essential qualities for a doctor, to judge the composition of the medicine. Of course, this is not easy, it seems impossible to completely distinguish the composition of the medicine, so whoever can distinguish the most components will get the highest score."

  The academy's chatter suddenly stopped, Fang Junzhou glanced at the majority of the students who were at a loss, and sneered: "If you directly use high-tech equipment, what's the point of having you take exams? A bunch of trash!"

  When Fang Junzhou saw Chu Nan's calm face, his pupils involuntarily contracted slightly, and a hint of hatred flashed in his eyes.