Return Of The Real Heiress: Secrets And Masks

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Many people from Clusia were furious as if there was a lump in their throats, something that couldn't be swallowed.

This feeling wasn't just about a simple provocation. It was an outright disrespect toward Cherise and Hank, toward traditional medicine, and even toward Clusia.

For such a vast country to be insulted like this by an overconfident medical contestant from Fresburg and his mentor was maddening.

A lot of people were now eagerly waiting for Cherise and Hank's interviews, hoping to see how they would respond to the uncomfortable comments and actions from their opponents. The reporters turned to Cherise and Hank,

First, a reporter held the microphone out to Hank. "Hi, Hank, you're only 14, the youngest here. What are your thoughts on the upcoming final round? And how do you feel about the words and actions of Oscar and his mentor?" Hank took the microphone, glanced over at Oscar, and said with some disdain, "As you said, I'm the youngest here, so it wouldn't be shameful if I lost. But who can guarantee I will lose?

"Besides, a person's medical skills reflect their character. If their character is that bad, how good can their medical skills be? We'll see.

After Hank finished speaking, Oscar's face tightened with anger, but he didn't act on it. Instead, he fixed a cold, intense stare at Hank.

The reporter then turned to Cherise. "Ms. Leach, what about you? What are your thoughts on Hank and the upcoming final round?"

Cherise's response was calm and composed. "What Hank said reflects my thoughts as well. But I will add one thing. Confidence is good, but excessive confidence is arrogance. Let's hope they don't embarrass themselves later." As Cherise spoke, she let out a soft snort, deliberately loud enough for those watching her to hear.

Many Clusians felt a sense of relief.

However, Oscar and his mentor didn't share the same sentiment. They exchanged a knowing look, both with a calculating gleam in their eyes.

Soon, the host's voice called out, signaling the start of the final round,

Both contestants walked to the center of the stage. In this round, the mentors were allowed to assist, but only with verbal guidance, no physical intervention allowed.

After the host finished announcing the rules, staff members brought a patient in a wheelchair onto the stage.

Even from afar, the patient looked unwell, with a pale complexion, a face covered in acne, dark lips, and a lifeless appearance sitting in a wheelchair.

The host said, "Now, both contestants will approach for a two-minute close examination. Afterward, you may have two minutes to discuss your findings with your mentors. Time is short, so make the most of it." Both contestants stood and moved forward to observe.

The time passed quickly, and they returned to their respective mentors.

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As Hank approached Cherise, they exchanged a quick nod, each saying only a couple of words before sitting still.

Oscar, on the other hand, was talking animatedly with his mentor, clearly excited.

The audience began to feel a sense of tension.

What's going on? Why aren't Cherise and Hank discussing anything? They're just sitting there. Are they going to win like this? I hope they don't embarrass themselves later,' they wondered. The two minutes went by in a flash. The host called out. "Time's up."

Then, he continued, "Oscar, please share your observations and treatment plan. If applicable, you may administer treatment on stage. Please proceed."

Oscar stood up confidently, ready to speak. "This patient clearly has a bacterial infection. You can see the symptoms on his face, acne and his lips affected. This indicates he's come into contact with pathogenic bacteria.novelbin

"To treat him, it's actually simple. First, we'll test his blood to see if his white blood cell count is elevated. If it is, we'll give him two days of antibiotics, and once the inflammation subsides, the symptoms will go away with it." The moment the contestant finished speaking, the four judges clearly nodded in approval, clearly satisfied with his explanation.

Trent turned to Edmund sitting beside him and asked, "Edmund, does this make sense?"

Edmund nodded. "From the modern medicine's perspective, this method is probably the quickest. Although Oscar is a bit arrogant, what he said is correct."

"Does Hank still have a chance to win?" Trent asked, growing a little nervous.

Edmund replied, "Let's just watch and see."

After Oscar finished, it was Hank's turn.

He stood slowly and said, "Oscar's right, but his method is too slow. It'll take days for this patient to recover. With traditional medicine, I can fix him in just one hour."

"Bullshit, everyone knows that traditional medicine is slow. One hour, my foot!" Oscar shouted immediately.

Hank sneered, his gaze sharpening with an intensity that didn't quite match his age. "Still the same thing. Medical skills reflect character. You and I will settle this once and for all."

Before anyone could react, Hank quickly addressed the judges. "Based on the patient's skin condition, lip color, the swelling in his abdomen, and the unmistakable smell of sulfur in his breath when I got close to him... "It's clear he's suffering from food stagnation and internal heat, according to traditional medicine.

"Didn't the host say we could administer treatment? I happen to have two heat-reducing pills here. If this patient takes them, I guarantee that within an hour, he'll feel completely refreshed.

Oscar, still shocked by Hank's intense gaze earlier, hadn't fully recovered when he saw Hank slip the pills into the patient's mouth, unable to stop him in time.

In his mind, Oscar cursed, hoping Hank's claim wouldn't come true, that the patient wouldn't be cured within an hour.

However, Oscar had underestimated the power of traditional medicine.

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The patient, who had been sitting lifelessly in the wheelchair, suddenly sprang near the stage.

to his

Everyone was stunned and began to murmur, wondering what had just happened.

feet and

Ten minutes later, the patient walked out of the restroom, looking visibly lighter and more walked, saying, "Sir, you really are something! I haven't felt this good in ages. hurried toward the

restroom

relaxed. He laughed as he

"After taking your pills, ly went to the restroom, and I passed some stool and vomited a little. I I feel, no more of that chest-tightening sensation."

At his words, the room erupted in applause'and cheers.

"This is amazing! We've only seen Ms. Leach perform such miracles before. I had impressive."

"Do you think it's possible that Ms. Leach gave him the pills?"

can't tell you how much better

no idea her student was also this

"Stop with that nonsense. Can't you just admit he's talented? Hank was outstanding in both tasks in the

previous round."