An old man sat in a chair, his gaze fixed on Chen Fan's figure on the screen.
"He is Chen Fan, isn't he?" the old man spoke slowly.
Another white-haired elder standing behind him nodded, "Yes, master, he is Chen Fan. He truly resembles the second young lady."
"Twenty years. What is bound to come, will eventually come."
"Master, if he wins the competition and cures the second young lady's illness, what should we do?" the white-haired elder asked respectfully.
"Do I need to spell it out?" the old man questioned coldly.
"Understood, master. I will make arrangements immediately." The white-haired elder bowed again and then left the spacious study.
As the door closed, the old man's gaze returned to Chen Fan on the screen.
In the hotel conference room, Sun Mingshan, standing beside Chen Fan, checked the time. Only a little over ten seconds remained.
His face filled with anxiety, he said to Chen Fan again, "Kid, give me your seat, and I'll agree to any condition!"
However, Chen Fan still ignored Sun Mingshan.
"Dean Sun, how about you take my seat?" Just then, a middle-aged man around forty, standing behind Sun Mingshan, spoke up.
"Who are you?" Sun Mingshan turned around in surprise.
"Yu Yang, a neurology expert from the Fifth Hospital in the capital," the middle-aged man replied.
"Thank you, Doctor Yu. I, Sun, owe you a favor." Upon hearing this, Sun Mingshan's face lit up with a smile, and he walked towards Yu Yang.
"Dean Sun, my seat also comes with conditions," Yu Yang said again as Sun Mingshan approached.
"What conditions?" Sun Mingshan asked.
Yu Yang's lips curved upwards, "I heard there's a vacant deputy director position at Jinghua Neurology Hospital. I believe I have the qualifications and ability to fill it."
"Doctor Yu, aren't you asking for the moon?" The middle-aged man who had been kicked down by Chen Fan stood up, his expression displeased.
The reason they were acting so solicitously in front of Sun Mingshan was for that deputy director position. They hadn't expected someone to intercept them!
"Dean Sun, time is running out. Whether you want this seat or not, you have no time to consider," Yu Yang pointed at the countdown on the large screen.
"Dean Sun, this isn't worth it!"
"That's right, Dean Sun. That's a deputy director position! How many people in our hospital are eyeing it!"
The two urged him vehemently.
Sun Mingshan frowned slightly and looked at the countdown on the large screen.
"Alright, I agree!" Sun Mingshan didn't hesitate and immediately agreed.
The two middle-aged men's eyes widened, filled with disbelief.
"Dean Sun, the seat is yours." Yu Yang smiled and stood up, letting Sun Mingshan sit down.
As soon as Sun Mingshan sat down, a voice echoed in the conference room: "Time's up. Doctors without seats, please leave the hotel. You have been eliminated."
Sun Mingshan breathed a sigh of relief, but his expression turned extremely grim. He turned to look at Chen Fan beside him.
"Kid, what's your name?" Sun Mingshan demanded.
"Chen Fan," Chen Fan replied without concealment.
"Chen Fan? Good, I'll remember you. Kid, we'll settle this later!" Sun Mingshan said coldly.
The two middle-aged men glared fiercely at Chen Fan. In their eyes, the loss of their deputy director position was entirely Chen Fan's fault!
Chen Fan remained unfazed by Sun Mingshan's threat. Right now, no one could stop his determination to treat his mother.
After all the doctors without chairs had left the conference room, a middle-aged man emerged from backstage.
"Doctors, congratulations on remaining for the second round of the competition."
Everyone was astonished. They hadn't expected the musical chairs game to be a competition in itself.
"The second round is also very simple."
*Clap, clap!*
With that, the middle-aged man clapped his hands twice.
*Click!*
The previously closed conference room door opened, and ten patients in hospital gowns, pushed in wheelchairs, were brought into the room.
"There are ten patients here. Whoever can diagnose their illness first and prescribe the correct treatment will pass," the middle-aged man explained the rules of the second round.
"But there are only ten patients here, and there are twenty of us!" a middle-aged doctor stood up.
The middle-aged man replied, "Only ten people can participate in the third round. You can challenge each other freely, forming teams of two. The winner stays."
"Of course, everyone who passes this round will be rewarded with five million."
Hearing this, everyone was shocked. Five million per person! That was no small sum.
"Ahem, I have been practicing medicine for decades. I am dedicated to healing the sick and saving lives, never for money. However, the second young lady of the Long family has been in a coma for many years, and I wish to help her recover. Therefore, I must compete with you all." At this moment, Sun Mingshan stood up and slowly walked to the side of a patient.
"We are also here for this purpose, not for the money." Hearing Sun Mingshan's words, everyone nodded slightly in agreement.
Many people stood up at this point and moved towards different patients.
Chen Fan heard this and couldn't help but chuckle. These people spoke so nobly, but everyone knew they were here for the so-called fame and fortune.
"Kid, what are you laughing at?" Sun Mingshan's cold gaze fell on Chen Fan.
"Nothing. I just heard some jokes."
Sun Mingshan's face instantly turned cold. He pointed at Chen Fan and said, "Kid, you claim to be a doctor. Do you dare to compete with me?"
"I'm afraid you'll cry if you lose," Chen Fan said calmly.
"Arrogant! If you don't have the courage, then get lost and don't be an eyesore here!" Sun Mingshan shouted angrily.
"Young man, how about you compete with me?" At this moment, another middle-aged doctor called out to Chen Fan.
Everyone knew that the easiest opponent to defeat, the one who could easily secure the five million reward, was Chen Fan.
"Compete with me for what? Young man, I was only promoted to expert rank this year. If you compete with me, you won't be at a disadvantage," another middle-aged doctor beckoned Chen Fan.
For a moment, Chen Fan became the target of competition for many people present.
"Alright, then I'll compete with you." Chen Fan looked at the middle-aged doctor who had spoken earlier and walked over slowly.
Seeing Chen Fan approach the middle-aged doctor, many people present cast envious glances at him.
"Young man, my name is Zhong Xiaowei." The middle-aged doctor extended his hand to Chen Fan with a smile.
Chen Fan politely shook his hand and introduced himself, "Chen Fan."
"Chen Fan?" Zhong Xiaowei found the name somewhat familiar, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't recall where he had heard it.
Before Zhong Xiaowei could ponder further, the second round of the competition began.