Han Zaiye retracted his hand with a smile, "I heard that Dean Liu brought a master with him this time, it seems I need to be cautious." His gaze landed on Song Yan Ning.
Dean Liu laughed heartily, "Chairman Han, you jest." Song Yan Ning’s medical skill is high, but so is Han Zaiye’s; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been the champion of the last session.
Challengingly, Han Zaiye smirked at Song Yan Ning and looked away, "Chairman Liu, this way, please!" This time, he was determined to discredit Song Yan Ning and bring infamy to the Huaxia Medical Team.
Once Song Yan Ning and her party were seated, Mol and Avril walked up to Song Yan Ning.
"Doctor Song, let me introduce you. This is Doctor Avril," Mol said, introducing the Avril standing beside him.
"Doctor Avril, I’ve long admired your reputation," Song Yan Ning stood up and extended her hand. She had reviewed everyone’s information for this medical conference and was familiar with Avril, who had achieved so much at such a young age.
Avril extended her hand and shook it with Song Yan Ning, "Doctor Song, please instruct me this time! I will give it my all." Last time, she lost to Han Zaiye, which she couldn’t accept. Over the years, she had been dedicated to studying medicine, determined to win this time. Neither Han Zaiye nor Song Yan Ning would be her match.
"Let’s wait and see," Song Yan Ning said with a smile as she withdrew her hand.
With the arrival of various national medical teams, the medical conference had officially begun.
Han Zaiye stepped onto the stage, bowed to everyone, and said, "Welcome all medical colleagues who have traveled far to Korea, I represent Korea in thanking everyone for coming!"
"Clap Clap Clap!" A burst of warm applause erupted from the audience.
When the applause subsided, Han Zaiye continued, "I am honored to be the head of this medical conference, thank you all for your support. I will now announce the process of the competition. If anyone has any questions, please feel free to ask me."
Han Zaiye cleared his throat, "This competition consists of three rounds. The first round involves a representative from each medical team going onstage to draw a patient’s name from a computer. Once the drawing is complete, the hospital will send the chosen patient to the venue. The first round is to write out the patient’s condition without looking at their medical records. The first medical team to finish, whose diagnosis matches the patient’s medical records exactly, will be the winner. Does anyone have questions?"
Everyone shook their heads. They were not newcomers to the medical conference and were already familiar with the competition process.
"Good, then let me continue with the rules for the second round. The second round is simple; participants randomly draw a patient and treat them on site. Whoever completes this first will be the winner. Any questions?" Han Zaiye looked at the people present.
Dean Liu, concerned that Song Yan Ning might not understand, whispered to her, "The second round is entirely based on luck; the patient could be minor like a cold or could be a critical case." He had bad luck the last time and drew a complex case, losing the competition.
"This is very unfair," Song Yan Ning stated. Although she wasn’t worried, she disliked such competition rules.
Dean Liu nodded in agreement, "Everyone accepts it, so I can’t change it."