Taming The Hidden Bigshot By Kissing Him
Chapter 345: Group of Death

Chapter 345: Chapter 345: Group of Death

Tang Chengde patted her shoulder and said, "Go ahead."

"Okay."

Qiao Xi walked towards the conference room, as several hundred traditional Chinese medicine practitioners shoved their way inside. She was unintentionally bumped and someone stepped on her shoe.

Qiao Xi finally understood just how unpopular she was.

These people had clear likes and dislikes, yet they were easily swayed.

Without understanding the true nature of the situation, they were hastily picking sides, eager to eliminate her, the one who had shamed their school.

Qiao Xi stumbled after being pushed, nearly falling over, but she was steadied by a pair of fair, slender hands.

"Are you okay?" the person asked softly.

He looked quite young, with little color in his face, wearing a stand-up collar, cyan long gown. It was the traditional attire of Chinese medicine practitioners, and though he had a somewhat handsome appearance.

In this era, wearing a long gown or practice clothes might seem strange, but among five hundred traditional Chinese doctors, it was quite ordinary.

Traditional Chinese medicine practitioners often wore loose, casual clothes, convenient for pulse diagnosis and treatment.

He had a very unique and appealing temperament, his black and white eyes clear-cut like whirlpools, he seemed detached from the worldly affairs.

He quickly withdrew his hand, maintaining a respectful distance.

Qiao Xi shook her head, "Thank you."

Having grown up in the countryside, she didn’t recognize most of the people here, and the young man in front of her was a stranger too. Qiao Xi slowly made her way into the large conference room and found a corner seat to sit down. The young man took a seat not far from her.

Qiao Xi noticed that he coughed quietly from time to time, apparently not in good health.

It did not seem like an illness acquired later in life but rather something congenital.

At this time, Qiao Xi did not yet know how inseparable her relationship with this man would become in the future.

"Silence!"

The Vice President of Haicheng Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, Ma Hongwen, stood on the stage and announced, "We will now start the draw. After drawing, a person will register you. Some people should not harbor any delusions; the whole process is under video surveillance. Those who have finished registering may leave early, please keep quiet."

As he spoke, he specifically glanced at Qiao Xi.

Many people covered their mouths and laughed.

Those contemptuous, curious gazes all landed on her.

Qiao Xi’s spine remained straight, her expression light and unfazed, without a hint of evasion. Having been with Huo Xingzhou for so long, she had taken on some of his calm and dignity, not to be underestimated.

There were a total of five hundred people present, ten in each group.

Fifty groups in all.

The big screen displayed the names of each group, generated randomly.

After each group was formed, some sighed in despair while others rejoiced. They seemed to know the strength of their competitors well, surely having had many interactions in their daily lives.

But for Qiao Xi, it was all guesswork; she knew nothing about these people.

When the screen scrolled to Group 49, Qiao Xi saw the young man move. He covered his chest and coughed twice before standing up and walking forward.

Some idle people in the crowd began whispering, "Look, the Shen Family’s sickly bird is also making an appearance. Their Sparrow Pecking Technique is almost without an heir. It’s their own fault for offending the Lu Family, after all, what’s Sparrow Pecking Technique compared to the Ghost Gate’s Thirteen Needles?"

"Back in the day, the Shen Family was so glorious. Even before Cheng Han became famous, the Shen Family stood out alone. But now, the legacy has declined with each generation. Shen Xuanzhi’s congenital deficiency... who knows how long he’ll live."

"Anyone can come and get a piece of the pie! These declining families can’t keep up with the times.

Qiao Xi’s eyelashes fluttered lightly.

She remembered Grandpa Cheng saying that many families knew some Sparrow Pecking Techniques, but only Shen Family’s Sparrow Pecking Technique was unparalleled in the world, a divine needle for treating chronic diseases.

So he was from the Shen Family, Shen Xuanzhi.

Xuanzhi, profound and mysterious, a person of many wonders.

This name must carry the highest hopes of the elders, and perhaps the last hope of the Shen Family.

Shen Xuanzhi, the chosen one.

She watched as Shen Xuanzhi signed in and then left the main conference room.

There were still quite a few people who drew lots and were waiting, probably hoping to witness the excitement between her and Xiang Mingzhu.

The fifth group’s list of names appeared quickly on the computer screen.

"Xiang Mingzhu, Han Jia, Li Songwen, Qiao Xi..."

"Wow!"

A gasp rose from the crowd.

"The group of death! With Han Jia’s capabilities, he could easily make it into the top ten this time, and even more so for Li Songwen, who is the heir to the Li Family’s Universe Needling technique. Not to mention Miss Xiang."

"The preliminaries are this thrilling, I’d like to see how certain people who have been boasting will advance!"

"Only two people per group can advance, and those who do will be ranked by their scores. I think this National Medicine Disciple might not even get a spot to advance, both Li Songwen and Han Jia are strong, and they became famous at a young age. They both made a name for themselves at the acupuncture competition ten years ago."

"I remember that ten years ago, Han Jia got the 17th place, and Li Songwen was ranked 9th. Both of them are outstanding competitors, and after ten years, they should have made further progress! Those who ranked in the top ten last time can go directly to the finals, but I didn’t expect Li Songwen would actually come to participate in the preliminaries!"

"Did you all forget that Miss Xiang was ranked eighth in the last acupuncture competition?"

All of them are masters!

The heritage of Chinese medicine is a competition of talent and effort, as well as the secret teachings passed down by families.

The ones ranked at the forefront, their family heritage is not bad at all, much better than those unknown acupuncturists. Even someone with good talent can waste time without a good heritage.

Qiao Xi was lucky, she met Cheng Han.

And at this moment, she saw right through the malicious intentions of Ma Hongwen and Xiang Mingzhu.

Just as Tang Chengde had said, there was trickery in the computer-drawn grouping, and they wanted to put her in the most difficult group, so she wouldn’t have a day to succeed. They only take the top two from each group to advance, they did not want her to go through at all!

They wanted her to falter at the preliminaries!

To lose face for Cheng Han!

Ma Hongwen spoke in a pretentious tone, "This group truly is a gathering of masters, it’s also the showdown everyone is looking forward to." His eyes gleamed shrewdly as he looked at Qiao Xi and said, "Miss Qiao, you and Miss Xiang made a bet, and unexpectedly you will be able to determine the winner so soon. Is this the group draw you were hoping for?"

His words were filled with malice.

Qiao Xi’s lips curved slightly, without a hint of warmth.

She stood up and looked at Ma Hongwen, "Is Vice President Ma holding a grudge because I once slapped your face at Hai City Hospital, or is it because I brought down Zhuo Feng’s Wanren Hall, preventing you from getting your cut, that you are targeting me?"

Qiao Xi was not going to exchange insincere pleasantries with him.

Behind the scenes, Ma Hongwen had aligned with the Imperial Capital’s Lu Family; he was helping Xiang Mingzhu against her. No matter how polite she might be, Ma Hongwen would be merciless.

So, she might as well bite back!

Her temperament was no longer as weak as it used to be.

As Qiao Xi’s words fell, many people looked at her and Ma Hongwen in astonishment, not expecting Ma Hongwen to have such a shady past.

Ma Hongwen’s chubby face turned beet red.

"You... stop slandering! I have nothing to do with Wanren Hall!"

"Oh?"

Qiao Xi glared at him slightly, "Zhuo Feng once told me himself that by ruining Wanren Hall, I had blocked someone in the Haicheng Traditional Chinese Medicine Association from making money and that they would not let me get away with it easily. Looking around, you seem particularly... against me. Could it be that I am mistaken?"

"You are simply slandering me!"

Qiao Xi slowly walked forward, step by step, until she stood right in front of him, "The truth will show itself in due course."

She picked up the pen to sign her name swiftly and smoothly, then turned around and left the main conference room.

Ma Hongwen was left behind, seething with fury, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

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