My Wife Slaps People in the Face Online Daily Chapter 870 – Big Boss’s Method Of Answering! A Joke In The World of Medicine!

Chapter 870: Big Boss’s Method Of Answering! A Joke In The World of Medicine!

“The students at M University seem to be answering the questions very well.” Professor Xue pinched his fingers. He was very afraid that their team would lose the first match.

Ming Ni did not speak much, but whenever she did, the two students at her side appeared surprised.

Capital University’s method of answering the questions was far different from how M University’s team answered the questions.

At Huo Zhi’s side.

The bald man said, “Capital University probably let Ms. Gu compete in the first round so that she could offer some different ideas. If her ideas are the same as the other two students, they will surely lose to M University.”

The first round relied heavily on the most outstanding student. If that person did not pull their weight, their results would surely be bad.

Huo Zhi looked at Gu Mang and did not say anything. After two seconds, he looked at the countdown timer.

There were still fifteen minutes left and there were many questions to be answered. If Gu Mang didn’t show her skills soon, she would not have time to finish them all.

The other two from Capital University missed out on a lot of points. Writing the answers down also took time.

…

International competitions were not like the exams at school. They couldn’t just write the answers down in any way she liked.

If the answer provided was a total joke, it could easily bring shame to the entire school and possibly even your country.

Qiao You looked at Gu Mang, whose eyes were firm. Qiao You’s expression got gloomier.

Chen Xu was starting to slow down. He had written everything that he knew. They were still only nineteen minutes in. The other team was still answering the questions. It was clear that they were on another level.

Qiao You bit her lip. She couldn’t stand it any longer, so she turned to Gu Mang.

Knowing that cameras were on her, she controlled her expression. “You haven’t said a single word. This is a team competition and you aren’t joining the discussion. What are you doing?”

Chen Xu was writing the answers and he couldn’t be bothered to say anything.

Qiao You’s voice was very cold. “Have we written everything that you know? If so, you should have refused when Professor Yang told you to take part in the first match. Don’t hinder our team’s performance.”

As Chen Xu wrote the answers, he comforted them. “Stop talking. It’s more important that we answer these questions.”

“Answer what?” Qiao You had been holding it in and now she was ready to blow up. “The match started nineteen minutes ago. Has she contributed a single word?”

Chen Xu opened his mouth but he could not say anything. He just looked at Gu Mang.

Gu Mang only spoke after seeing that he had stopped writing. “Senior, have you finished writing?”

Chen Xu nodded and moved away from his seat. “Junior, write whatever that you know. The rest of it will depend on you. All the best.”

“You’re depending on her?” Qiao You scoffed. “Depending on her to get eliminated in the first round is more like it!”

Gu Mang sat down in Chen Xu’s seat and picked up the stylus.

Qiao You rolled her eyes. “If we had known earlier, we would’ve brought Qianzi to the first round.”

The clock was ticking. Professor Xue’s heart was in his mouth and he wished he could help them answer the questions in person.

…

In the audience.

Gu Yin looked at the timer. Nine minutes.

Capital University’s answers were lacking. They were missing too many important details.

The professor from the medical organization said, “Even if Gu Mang knows everything, I’m afraid that she won’t have enough time to answer them.”

Just as he said that, he saw Gu Mang writing a few formulas for blood pressure in the first question. BP=CO*TPR…

The formulas were all abbreviations of nouns in “hemodynamics.”

On the other side.

Yang Tianming looked at the formula. He knew what the letters stood for but he couldn’t understand what Gu Mang was writing.

Professor Xue stared at the big screen in front with a dumbfounded expression. “What is Gu Mang writing? What formula is that? Why haven’t I seen it before?”

Yang Tianming shook his head. “I haven’t either.”

When Professor Xue heard this, his blood pressure went up drastically. He said weakly, “I’d rather lose the match than write an answer that could make us become a joke in the world of medicine.”

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