Chapter 2944

"Master, Professor, what are you doing?" Yan Xiwan asked, confused.

Old Yuan looked at Yan Xiwan, his eyes full of pride. "Xiwan, go ahead. Master supports you."

"Professor supports you too," Professor Feng added.

The two men exchanged a glance. They understood each other perfectly. They knew Yan Xiwan’s approach was the best. If she succeeded, it might change the mindset of many medical students.

Many people today thought being a doctor was important only because it was a stable job. No one thought about the true purpose of studying medicine.

Hearing Yan Xiwan’s words, Old Yuan and Professor Feng had new ideas. If this method worked, doctors would finally understand their true duty.

Both elders were top doctors of their time. They naturally hoped all doctors would have a conscience.

Seeing that Old Yuan and Professor Feng agreed with her plan, Yan Xiwan smiled. "Master, Professor, rest assured. I will show everyone what true medical professionalism looks like."

Medical professionalism meant curing patients, not using medicine for personal gain.

The medical competition between China and foreigners was a very important event in the capital.

When Yan Xiwan arrived, the Medical Academy was discussing who should compete.

"Why not let Zhou Shuai go? He has the best grades," someone suggested.

"Zhou Shuai’s grades are good, but he was stumped by that sudden foreigner in the last match," a classmate objected.

"Then who do you suggest? This responsibility is huge. We can’t just pick anyone randomly."

Yan Xiwan sighed. "I’ll go."

Hearing Yan Xiwan’s voice, everyone turned to the door. Pan Hongmei saw Yan Xiwan and smiled. "Number Four, you’re out of the lab?"

"I was kicked out by the teacher because of this matter," Yan Xiwan smiled.

"Professor Feng would let you go?" Pan Hongmei didn’t believe it.

"He didn’t want to, but this concerns the future of Chinese doctors, so he sent me." Yan Xiwan then turned to the staff member selecting participants. "I will compete in this match."

"You…?" The staff member looked doubtful. He didn’t know Yan Xiwan well.

"Let her go." The principal walked in. she had received messages from Professor Feng and Old Yuan.

With the direct disciples of two medical giants competing, there was nothing to worry about.

Yan Xiwan nodded slightly to the principal. "Principal, you won’t regret this decision."

The match was originally scheduled to start at nine, but the foreigners arrived near nine-thirty.

"Are the Chinese doctors ready?" one foreigner asked arrogantly.

"I thought you weren’t coming," Yan Xiwan said. Others hesitated to speak, but she didn’t.

"Who are you?" The foreigner looked at Yan Xiwan.

Yan Xiwan smiled faintly. "I am just a freshman. Honestly, since you are guests from afar, I don’t want to crush you too hard. So, I won’t let the seniors compete. A freshman like me is enough to handle you."

After speaking, she looked at the group again.

There were four foreigners: three with Western features and one with Eastern features. However, it was clear the Eastern-looking man was not Chinese. He seemed to be from Japan.

"The agreed time was nine. It is now nine-thirty. According to the spirit of the contract, you have lost without fighting. If I knew the match was this easy, I wouldn’t have waited for you for half an hour," Yan Xiwan said slowly.

"Who said we lost?" the second Western doctor asked.

Yan Xiwan raised an eyebrow. "Every match requires respect for time. You are not three-year-old children. But in China, even three-year-olds know the importance of time. You don’t? Did your country not teach you? If so, I have nothing to say."

Yan Xiwan’s words were sharp, leaving the opponents unable to answer.

They had deliberately arrived late, believing their foreign status made them superior. But they forgot this was China. If they didn’t respect their opponents, their opponents wouldn’t respect them.

Yan Xiwan’s words put them in a corner. If they claimed ignorance of time rules, they would drag their country’s reputation down. People would think their entire nation lacked time management. A nation without time management was not trustworthy.

They couldn’t take that path. But if they didn’t say that, they admitted to lacking competitive spirit. In that case, they had already lost without competing.

They had trapped themselves in an unexpected dilemma.

But they had no way out. The match had to happen.

Ultimately, they had put themselves in an awkward position.

Yan Xiwan had always thought that challengers should at least have high IQs. But now she realized they didn’t. The IQ of these people was worrying.

However, Yan Xiwan said nothing. Not everyone had high intelligence.

Of course, she wouldn’t say this aloud, lest she be accused of insulting them.

"We had some issues leaving home, so we arrived late. We didn’t greet your school’s players. That was our fault," the only Eastern-looking man said.

Yan Xiwan secretly praised him. His IQ was finally online.

Yan Xiwan smiled slightly. "It doesn’t matter. Relatively speaking, you gave up the match. We didn’t suffer any loss. So, whether you were late or not, I don’t care much."

Her meaning was clear: You lost anyway, so your lateness doesn’t bother me.

Some audience members from various units smiled upon hearing this.

"The match should continue, right?" the man said.

Yan Xiwan raised an eyebrow. "Time has passed. Late participants cannot compete. Would you expect exceptions for personal reasons in other competitions?"

Yan Xiwan’s clear gaze looked at the four men, exposing their shady thoughts.

"Since we were late, we indeed lost. But we don’t count this as the official match. We want to spar with you now. Is that a problem?" one of them said.

Yan Xiwan raised an eyebrow. "You won the match. What right do you have to demand I agree to a spar?"

"Isn’t China a nation of etiquette?" the man asked.

"Etiquette is for those who have etiquette. Did you consider that I might have other matters? Did you consider that you are wasting someone else’s time?" Yan Xiwan looked serious.

"As a true doctor, one must take time seriously. True doctors know that acting sooner increases the chance of saving a patient’s life.

If in a surgery, the patient, nurses, and all staff are ready, but the lead surgeon is late for personal reasons, causing the patient’s death, would you make an excuse? Would you say, 'Sorry, we didn’t know Venerable Yanluo would come at this time. Let’s negotiate with Venerable Yanluo for a solution'?"

After Yan Xiwan finished speaking, people in the audience laughed.

The four foreigners were stunned. They wanted to intimidate the Chinese player but forgot they were doctors themselves.

Doctors exist to fight death and find life for patients. As Yan Xiwan said, if real patients were waiting for them and they were late, causing harm, could they negotiate with Death?

Even if they had the ability, Death might not give them face.

The four men thought about it and felt ashamed.

Yan Xiwan looked at them and added, "So, do you think I should agree to spar with you?"

"It was our fault this time." The mistake was done. They had to admit it.

Yan Xiwan looked at them deeply. "China is indeed a nation of etiquette, as you said. Because of this, we value human life greatly. Perhaps in your eyes, China’s conditions are not as good as yours. Perhaps you think your status should be higher than Chinese people. But you forgot that you always claim freedom and human rights. You are proud of your human rights. So, what right do you have to look down on others?"

Yan Xiwan’s tone was calm. "Here, living conditions differ based on one’s ability to create. Even in ancient times, people had different social ranks. But at least we respect life. Do you?"

Small details reveal big truths. If they respected life, they wouldn’t have been late. They knew this.

Yan Xiwan smiled slightly. "Today’s match no longer exists because you have lost. This is inevitable. There is no room for negotiation. But I will use my medical skills to tell you one thing: Chinese doctors don’t compete not because they are inferior, but because they are low-key.

Among Chinese doctors, human life is important. Fame is not. This is completely different from your高调 (high-profile) provocation."

Yan Xiwan spoke very seriously, then looked at the four men deeply.