Chapter 2308 - 2301: Two Against Ten
Right now, Leng Qingqian had none of her usual proud, icy glamour. She was like a little girl who’d done something wrong, clutching the hem of her clothes with both hands, not knowing what to do.
"All of you shut the fuck up, or I’ll beat the crap out of you!" Ah Fei exploded when he saw Leng Qingqian being wronged.
"Beat us, beat us, beat us to death for all we care. We’ve got no face to go back to Huaxia anyway."
Facing these teammates who’d already gone full "to hell with it," Ah Fei was helpless.
Everyone’s emotions were on the verge of losing control; only Wang Dadong was still lounging there, smoking.
After finishing three cigarettes, Wang Dadong finally stood up slowly and said, "If you really want to dodge responsibility, it’s not like there’s no way. Just withdraw from this exchange meet right now. The competition isn’t over yet anyway."
Wang Dadong’s words instantly lit up sparks of hope in everyone’s eyes.
"That’s right, Doctor Wang, you’re absolutely right. As long as we pull out of the exchange meet early, even if we lose, it won’t be on us."
"Good, let’s withdraw right now."
On the spot, many people said they wanted to leave the team.
That way, the only one left to shoulder responsibility would be Leng Qingqian alone.
"Wang Dadong, are you saying you want Miss to bear the consequences all by herself?" Ah Fei roared in fury.
But Wang Dadong just shook his head lightly, then walked to Leng Qingqian’s side, tightly grabbing her cold, limp hand as he said, "Because for this competition, the two of us are enough."
As soon as Wang Dadong finished speaking, the entire room instantly fell into silence.
"Y-you... what did you just say?" It was several minutes before someone reacted, asking in disbelief.
Wang Dadong’s words shocked everyone; they thought they’d misheard.
"I said, to beat those Dongyin Little Devils, just Bingbing and I are more than enough." Wang Dadong repeated himself, his tone still as calm as ever.
"Hah, what a joke. Even with all ten of us going at once, we might not win. Just the two of you?"
"You think we’re trash or something?"
Once they were sure they hadn’t misheard, the exchange meet members immediately snapped.
"I don’t think you’re trash—you already are trash."
"You—!"
Wang Dadong’s words sparked public outrage.
"You wanna fight?" Ah Fei had always found Wang Dadong an eyesore, but right now, the fact that Wang Dadong could step up and share the hardship with Leng Qingqian was something he genuinely respected.
A few of them were grinding their teeth, wanting to give Wang Dadong a beating, but intimidated by Ah Fei’s strength, they could only back down resentfully.
"Tomorrow is the third round. If you’re staying, then stay. If you’re not, then get the hell out on your own." Wang Dadong continued.
"Fine, we’ll just see what you’ve got that can win!"
"Let’s hope your medical skills are as sharp as your mouth."
Looking at the faces flushed red with rage, Leng Qingqian’s feelings were a tangled mess. Her impression of Wang Dadong had never been good. She’d always thought he was too arrogant and full of himself, and on top of that, a total lech. Normally, that kind of man is exactly the type women hate most.
In fact, up until today, Leng Qingqian had held a huge prejudice against Wang Dadong. But at the moment that strong, warm hand clasped hers, she seemed to feel an endless strength and confidence flowing into her. Her view of Wang Dadong changed a lot.
Leaving aside whether Wang Dadong actually had the ability or not, the fact that he could stand up at such a critical moment was enough to prove he had a kind of hot-bloodedness most men lacked.
Sometimes, losing isn’t what’s scary. What’s scary is not even having the courage to fight.
Leng Qingqian suddenly felt this man didn’t seem so annoying anymore. She even forgot to pull her hand away from Wang Dadong’s.
But that thought vanished without a trace very quickly.
Because this bastard Wang Dadong actually started kneading her hand, a look of intoxication on his face.
"So soft, Leng Bingbing, are your hands made of cotton?"
Leng Qingqian angrily yanked her hand out of Wang Dadong’s grasp.
And just like that, the Huaxia Team broke up on bad terms. Even though they’d already withdrawn from the exchange meet, none of them left. They wanted to see just what right Wang Dadong had to call them trash and how he’d embarrass himself in the third round.
That night, Leng Qingqian came to Wang Dadong’s door. She raised her hand to knock several times, but in the end couldn’t bring herself to do it.
Actually, Leng Qingqian wanted to ask Wang Dadong how exactly he planned to win.
"Forget it, he probably just doesn’t want me to be embarrassed all on my own..." Leng Qingqian finally came to that conclusion. Because no matter how you looked at it, the Huaxia Team was doomed to lose.
Leng Qingqian shook her head, turned around, and got ready to leave.
"Since you’re here, why not come in and sit for a while?"
Just as she was about to step away, Wang Dadong’s voice rang out.
When she turned back, Wang Dadong was already standing at the door.
Wang Dadong leaned casually against the doorframe, wearing a plain set of casual clothes, his hair a bit messy.
"No need. I just wanted to ask... what you said during the day, were you serious, or just joking?" Leng Qingqian bit her lip and still voiced her question.
"Do I look like I’m joking?" Wang Dadong pointed at his own nose as he spoke.
"No you don’t... my ass!"
Leng Qingqian turned and walked away, a barely noticeable smile tugging at her lips.
The night was very dark, with no wind. The air was hot and stuffy, full of a suffocating pressure.
"Director, according to your instructions, the remote-controlled bombs are all in place. But... are we really doing this? Just killing the Huaxia exchange meet members like this—what if Huaxia Country comes after us?" Shishiro Taro asked worriedly.
Kameda Sakurai’s face carried an evil smile. "Relax. Huaxia Country is doomed to lose this competition. As long as they lose, we can say they couldn’t face their own people after the defeat, so they all committed suicide. Even if Huaxia Country wants to blame us, there’s nothing they can do."
"Brilliant. This way, Huaxia Country will lose quite a few elites." Shishiro Taro said excitedly.
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"For the third round, we’ll draw lots. Whoever draws first starts treating first, and you can choose how many patients you want to treat. The time limit is one hour. Cure one patient, you get one point. If you don’t cure all the patients you chose within the set time, however many are left, that’s how many points you lose. Everyone understands the rules, right?" Kameda Sakurai looked around at the crowd.
This setup was actually pretty scientific; it let everyone fully play to their strengths. Those with weaker abilities could choose fewer patients, and those who were stronger could pick more.
But after hearing the rules, Leng Qingqian’s face turned a little pale. If they had to participate in the draw, Huaxia’s side only had two people, while the other side had ten!
Two against ten—that meant the Huaxia Team only had a total of two hours of treatment time, while the Dongyin Team had a full ten!