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"I didn't expect that our son would actually become the person who can ultimately decide the outcome of the game..."

As Fang Mo finished speaking, Fang Jiuran stared nervously at the scene in the hotel room.

As soon as these words came out, the facial features of Lao Fang next to him were distorted.

Not for anything else, just because at this moment, Fang Jiuran's hand was holding his arm.

The forty-year-old hot mom also likes to do her nails. Her slender fingers pinched Lao Fang's arm tightly even when she was nervous.

Maybe he was nervous and wanted to find some sense of security, so he subconsciously tightened his grip on something.

Even though it was hard for our old man, his long and slender nails naturally made a hole in his skin.

The key player, Fang Jiuran, has not been holding his arm since the beginning of this round.

Ever since his son Fang Mo appeared on the scene, Fang Jiuran has been holding his arm tightly.

It's been almost two hours, and Iron Man can't stand having his nails pressed against his flesh all the time.

However, Lao Fang was still somewhat thankful that his wife did not pinch his fatal sore spot.

Otherwise, this game is so lengthy and takes so long.

Lao Fang can become the author of the famous book "Goodbye Arms".

On the other side, as Fang Mo accepted Tianzun's invitation.

At this moment, all the fans on the Internet, whether they were trying to smear Fang Mo or praising Doctor Fang's awesomeness, all fell into silence.

At this critical moment, everyone is anxiously watching the outcome of the game.

Including some netizens who originally ran into the official live broadcast room to eat sweets, now they probably have figured out what the medical exchange competition represents, have restrained their tendency to eat sweets, and focused exclusively on the competition.

This was a dead end, and it was also a round that Divine Doctor Fang had to fight if he wanted to make a comeback.

"If we win, it will truly be a miracle for generations. By then, Fang Mo's name will be resounding throughout China along with the word "miracle doctor."

"In other words, if you lose, everything that Divine Doctor Fang did before will become a thing of the past and all your efforts will be in vain..."

"This is really a young model in the club who wins, but works in the fields if she loses!"

There are some scattered comments floating around on the Internet, and no one knows whether to have expectations or pessimism.

After all, a game of this level is no longer accessible to ordinary people.

Fang Mo has basically had no defeat since his debut.

As for the defeat, it was all done deliberately to gain points.

The strength is basically the ceiling among the Chinese camp representative team players!

Where is Tianzun?

He was not seen in the knockout rounds, and he easily crushed the Chinese players in his first appearance in the points round.

Then Yiqi Juechen was a dark horse player that even Fang Mo avoided.

Just looking at his appearance, Tianzun is even several years younger than Fang Mo.

Such a monstrous medical genius at such an age really makes people feel helpless.

In particular, Tianzun is not yet an ordinary genius who is brave and foolhardy.

His mind was also spinning very fast. In the most critical game before, he directly defeated Fang Mo's idea of ​​scoring points to challenge Renzun, a soft persimmon.

The young talents with extraordinary intelligence and medical skills will inevitably make people despair.

After all, no one knows what kind of trump card this kind of person will have.

Can Doctor Fang win?

A big question mark appears in everyone's mind at this moment.

At this moment, in the Brilliant Galaxy Conference Hall, the referee's expression rarely became a bit complicated;

"The free challenge session of the medical exchange competition points competition. Tianzun vs. Fang Mo, the competition begins!"

After saying these words, without any need to inflame emotions, it directly made the competition venue become excited again.

The eyes of countless spectators became tense.

Under the stage, Ning Yuelan's beautiful autumn eyes looked at the young man with sparkling eyes;

"Honey, come on."

Ning Shiyu also looked at the thin figure on the high platform. A look of nervousness flashed across her delicate red face like a porcelain doll, and she murmured in a low voice;

"Brother-in-law, come on..."

All eyes of the Chinese team were focused on Fang Mo.

Including Ji Mingyue, who realized that she had been treated as an inferior horse, also restrained her emotions and bit her red lips tightly;

"Come on, as long as you can win this round, I won't care about you plotting against me..."

Wow!

As the referee gave the order, the entire venue became completely silent.

Countless people's eyes fell on Fang Mo and Tianzun on the high platform.

It was at this moment that a sinister sneer curled up on Fang Mo's face, which had always lowered his head.

This smile looks very much like a villain's. Sato Ao would definitely be familiar with this smile.

Not to mention if it was Yan Ruan Ruan or Chu Zihang.

Every time Fang Mo showed this expression, it was a sign that he was about to trick someone.

It's just that Tianzun didn't understand Fang Mo's personality, so even when the young man raised his head the next moment, he couldn't control his expression and showed that meaningful smile.

Tianzun also didn't notice anything wrong. Instead, he felt that Fang Mo was not crazy.

how! ?

You're about to lose, so you continue to sneer and pretend to fool me?

The next moment, as the two patients were pushed onto the high platform, Fang Mo's expression turned completely gloomy, and he stepped forward to examine the patients.

Tianzun's movements are also not slow. This round of inspection itself has medical efficiency, and points may be deducted for being even half a beat slower.

But the moment Tianzun held the patient's hands, he felt dizzy, and even his instinctive ability to think disappeared.

hiss!

At this moment, Tianzun's expression changed greatly.

poison! ?

I have been poisoned!

Thinking of this, Tianzun realized that his movements had slowed down a bit.

Moreover, the speed of thinking in his mind also dropped suddenly, as if he was drunk.

Subjectively, I wanted to judge the condition of the patient in front of me, but my mind was as blank as mud.

His eyes were dull for a while, then he turned to look at Fang Mo beside him with eyes wide open and a look of disbelief on his face.

His little move was completely undetectable by the judges on the stage.

Even if they found out, they would only wonder why Tianzun, who is the strongest fighter on Sakurajima's side, deliberately lags behind Fang Mo in his actions?

Could it be that this has some special purpose?

"you……"

The next moment, Tianzun opened his mouth and said hoarsely in a voice that could only be heard by the two of them;

"Did you poison me?"

His facial features were twisted together, and there was no reason to believe that this was not Fang Mo's method...

Just as soon as he came into contact with the patient and felt that his brain was sluggish, Tianzun was stirred up in his heart and made a preliminary analysis.

After all, he was a master of medical skills who had been practicing medicine for so many years, but he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Now I think of Fang Mo's meaningful smile at the beginning of the game, and everything suddenly makes sense.

Beside him, Fang Mo shrugged noncommittally, neither saying yes nor no.

Instead, he was diagnosing the patient while disinfecting the silver needle with the other hand, and said calmly.

"Actually, everyone has thought wrong. I am just playing a secret game. My plan will definitely be exposed as the game progresses. Everyone can see that I deliberately used Miss Sakamoto as a springboard in order to challenge others. Respect the person with the highest points.”

"Then once you see my purpose clearly, won't I be in danger?"

"When my routine is shown in front of you, it will be a big deal. There will be too many uncontrollable things that will happen after that..."

"But, is this really my purpose?"

The next moment, Fang Mo put down the patient's elbow as Tianzun's heart stirred up a storm.

The silver needle flicked with his fingers and slowly penetrated into the patient's limbs and bones. Then, accompanied by the patient's muffled groan, Fang Mo's fingers began to gently press the patient's lower abdomen.

At the same time, the young man's voice sounded again.

Looking at this scene from the referee's seat, it looked like Fang Mo was talking to himself.

After all, he never looked back.

"No, my goal is actually you..."

The understatement made Tianzun turn pale again.

Tianzun gritted his teeth, suddenly held his chest with his right hand, and said hoarsely with a livid face;

"Did you know that I would ask Renzun to borrow points?"

"I've guessed at the possibility, but I'm not sure."

Fang Mo remained calm on his face, still diagnosing and treating the patient, and kept moving his hands.

Even when using the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate, Fang Mo stood up slightly and blocked a lens.

From other angles, Tianzun looks like he is helpless in front of the patient.

At least, Tianzun’s face at this moment cannot be seen clearly on the big screen.

"It's just that if you don't ask him to borrow points, then in the next round it will be nothing more than Ji Zun or other Sakurajima players giving away their heads. You are not that bothered. Di Zun challenges me and refuses."

"His points are not enough to make my heart move. If Ren Zun challenges me, then my plan can go ahead step by step."

"As for whether you will challenge me, that's part of my guess. It's just a guess."

Fang Mo chuckled, as if he had a thoughtful idea to save some dignity for Tianzun;

"After all, since you have seen through my plan, as the strongest of the three Disha masters, you have not tried your best in this medical exchange competition. You are probably unwilling to do so!"

The three masters of Disha have practiced medical skills for more than forty years.

Aloof, proud, and powerful.

These labels can be affixed to them.

However, in this round of medical exchange competition, no one who could be called an opponent by this group of half a hundred old people has never appeared.

Ji Mingyue wasn't even a good player for Sakamoto, and the other Chinese team players were undoubtedly cannon fodder in their eyes.

This created the illusion that in the eyes of the three Disha masters, they were killing people with a sledgehammer.

What really aroused the interest of the three of them was probably the use of the Zen medical skills that made them fall short of success forty years ago!

That is...

Yourself!

The counselor enters the game with his own body and beats half of the chess pieces in the sky.

This kid has such a deep plan!