After Prison, She Shocks the World-Chapter 78 Fu Bing’s Competition

Bai Zhirui looked at her provocatively, madness brimming in her eyes.

Fu Bing looked up at the case on the screen.

Bai Zhirui didn’t hold back even in front of the camera, her provocation brazen.

Everyone saw how she deliberately infuriated and provoked Fu Bing while she was being treated.

"A criminal from a medical college has the nerve to treat me?" her voice, barely audible, was rough and unpleasant.

"If you want to switch to Hu Yao’s group, I have no objections. To be stripped and filmed in front of billions of people, I couldn’t care less."

Bai Zhirui turned her head to look at the patient beside her, who was half-naked, and quickly shut her mouth.

The audience on site chuckled at the sight.

The netizens watching online also laughed.

Fu Bing didn’t rush to start. She carefully reviewed Bai Zhirui’s case, then said, "The position of your fall from the building shouldn’t have caused the injuries you have now. What did you do after?"

"None of your business!"

"If it weren’t affecting my competition, I wouldn’t bother with you. Out with it, don’t hold up my competition!"

Bai Zhirui noticed something had changed about Fu Bing, but she couldn’t put her finger on it.

"I hit myself."

"Genius."

After Fu Bing said that, she administered an injection for pain relief, then removed the plaster from her leg and applied medicine to the wound.

As the cold ointment spread on her leg, Bai Zhirui felt the burning pain vanish.

Her wound was examined with the most advanced detection equipment.

The data was instantly projected onto the big screen.

Laypeople couldn’t understand it, but professionals could see it at a glance.

Everyone watched as Bai Zhirui’s various indicators quickly stabilized, and her pain score even dropped to 0.

What was the medicine Fu Bing used?

Fu Bing didn’t explain but pressed the buzzer for the next patient.

The second patient had severe burns.

Encountering such patients in a competition was the most difficult.

Because one couldn’t inspect the healed wounds in detail, removing the gauze each time was torture for the patient and damaging to the wound’s recovery.

But a newly assigned doctor couldn’t understand the specifics without inspecting the wound.

The individual competition’s uniqueness lay in seeing how a doctor, under high pressure, would use the most suitable and effective methods to help the patient.

If there were a team, they could discuss and share the load, easing the pressure on each doctor.

When alone, one had to resolve all the issues.

In a rental apartment in Jiangnan, Aunt Ning, Uncle He, and Han Hu stared intently at the screen.

Uncle He, with his good hand, held Aunt Ning’s hand, and she silently squeezed back.

Han Hu had her stitches removed. She was completely unrecognizable from before; even her temperament had changed.

She was stunning, both elegant and sharp.

Fu Bing quickly reviewed the patient’s case and the requirements on the case record.

His most severe injury was on his face. He had already undergone skin graft surgery, and his face was wrapped in bandages.

On the field, she needed to deal with the patient’s post-operative infection.

He had just had the surgery three days ago; he needed a dressing and bandage change.

This meant she had to remove his bandages.

The patient might not be willing to have his injured face filmed by high-definition cameras during a global live broadcast.

Fu Bing gave the patient a ball to hold in his hand.

She shielded the patient from the camera and quickly, gently, unwrapped the gauze, checked the wound, and then swiftly applied medicine and replaced it with fresh bandages.

The process seemed complex, but in reality, it took only about a minute.

Before the patient could even feel any pain, Fu Bing was finished.

Fu Bing smiled and said, "Your wound is healing very well. I look forward to seeing you recovered."

"Really?"

His voice sounded a bit young.

"Really."

"Can I come to see you once I’m better?"

"What for?"

"I want to be a doctor too."

"You’re welcome to come and see me."

The next three patients were also not easy to deal with.

After handling everything, Fu Bing walked step by step toward Hu Yao.

Hu Yao was treating his fourth patient when he caught a glimpse of Fu Bing approaching from the corner of his eye.

"I’m quite interested in your patient. How about we diagnose and treat him together?"

Hu Yao looked at her. "Your eyes aren’t saying that."

"You can read minds too?"

Fu Bing walked up to Hu Yao, reached out casually to grasp his scalpel, and deftly made a one-centimeter incision on the patient’s calf.

Dark blood gushed from the incision, vying to escape.

Fu Bing lowered her gaze to watch the color of the blood slowly change from black to bright red before swiftly stopping the bleeding and bandaging it.

Once done, Fu Bing reached out her hand to him.

"Pleasure working with you!"

Hu Yao stared at that delicate, fair hand.

Ten years ago, he had dealt with a woman the same way.

Hu Yao asked harshly, "Who are you to her?"

"A disciple."

Hu Yao’s forehead beaded with large drops of sweat before he finally took her hand.

Fu Bing revealed a brilliant smile.

In front of the television, Aunt Ning’s tears streamed down her face.

Ten years ago, when she was anxiously worrying about the tragic condition of a patient during a competition, Hu Yao had suddenly come to assist her. She thought that Hu Yao was genuinely concerned for the patient, not realizing he was using the guise of helping to brazenly poison her. Now, ten years later, Xiaobing had reversed the roles; she had taken the initiative.

Fu Bing turned around to press the bell signifying the end of the competition.

Hu Yao had only completed the diagnosis of four patients and hadn’t finished the entire competition.

Furthermore, the data on the patients he had treated earlier also showed suboptimal results.

In the end, Fu Bing won!

Shen Linxing sat in the audience, looking at Fu Bing, whose demeanor had changed in just a few days, without a hint of jealousy.

Fu Bing had done a great job. It’s good that Brother Yao’s death has been avenged. It didn’t necessarily have to be by her own hand!

As Fu Bing stepped off the stage, Hu Yao called out to her in a low voice, "Girl, you went soft; you didn’t poison me."

"You’re already poisoned. There is no need for me to dirty my hands." Fu Bing turned to look at him. "Forty years abroad, are you really that happy? Harming your former comrades for someone else—can you truly say your conscience is clear?"

Hu Yao did not answer.

He was escorted away by the people from Country A.

With Yun Na dead, his value was halved. Having lost the competition, he was now utterly worthless. Country A wouldn’t let him go.

Journalists rushed toward Fu Bing, so she stood waiting for them.

"Congratulations, Miss Fu, on your victory in the competition. Do you have anything to say to the audience?"

"I merely fulfilled my duty as a team member. I also hope that professionals interested in joining our treatment platform can see my capabilities. I am a professional doctor. Even though I haven’t undergone formal, standardized academic training, I want to assure everyone of my skills."

Fu Bing handed the microphone back to the journalist and quickly left.

This competition was her only one; the upcoming finals were the main event for Lu Yuan, Shen Linxing, and the others. She didn’t intend to stay here any longer. Over the past few days, Qin Jinhai hadn’t appeared before her. Yet, she neurotically felt that Qin Jinhai could be hiding in any corner. She felt she was under Qin Jinhai’s surveillance at all times. If she stayed any longer, she would go mad.

Fu Bing returned to the hotel to bid farewell to Elder Jiang.

Elder Jiang looked like he had much to say but ended up with only one sentence, "How did you lose so much weight?"

"This is my first time participating in such a competition, so I was very nervous." Fu Bing forced a smile and continued, "My competition is over, and I have many other things to take care of, so I can’t continue to stay with you here. After you finish your work, you’re welcome to visit the villa I’m renting."

"Hey, hey, child, take good care of yourself."

"I will."

Watching Fu Bing’s retreating back, Elder Jiang sighed deeply. "Those two children are such a worry. They’re both good kids, so why is nothing going their way?"

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