Trapped in a chaotic situation, the little beauty is kissed until she cries every night.

Chapter 89: Minghua accepts the challenge, one point per match, leaving the entire audience stunned.

While netizens on Xingwang were watching the drama unfold, Mingzhu was smug, and Lan Zongquan was furious and shocked.

Mingzhu's comment was followed by Minghua's profile picture lighting up.

Minghua: "If you're really looking forward to it, so be it."

[She agreed, she agreed! Minghua actually agreed! Could she really be an SSS-level healer?]

[Ha, what does it matter if they agree? We still need to see if the public treatment can proceed normally. Who knows if it will be interrupted due to weather or sudden illness?]

[Yes, yes, I suggest that those who suffer from mental breakdowns should also be randomly selected from the general public. After all, everyone knows, what if someone is just faking it?]

To the thugs who have already been sentenced to 100 years in prison for interstellar development on the border planets: You're the one acting, you're the one acting.

This farce involves two healers, both of whom are of high status.

One is Mingzhu, an S-rank healer, and the other is Minghua, a suspected SSS-rank healer, but with seven top-tier prodigies standing behind her.

On StarNet, hundreds of millions of guesses about who would win or lose appeared instantly, and countless related betting games were also launched.

Many first-class families on the main star who heard that Minghua had tested her SSS-level healing power, saw this farce and held back, waiting for the final result to be announced.

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The discussion was so intense that it even alarmed the royal family, who ordered the Healers Guild to take proper responsibility for the matter.

To avoid any unforeseen complications, Lan Zongquan, upon receiving the news, immediately scheduled the healing power competition for the next morning.

"Hmph, since she wants to compete, let her compete to her heart's content."

"Whoever is worse off will be embarrassed."

"Go and inform the First News Network of the Empire and the military that the First News Network will be responsible for the live broadcast, and the military will be responsible for on-site security. I don't believe anyone can find fault with that."

The assistant nodded and asked, "How do we choose someone with a mental disorder?"

"Many people have suggested selecting randomly from the general public."

"Impossible." Lan Zongquan rejected it without blinking. "There's not enough time."

"Moreover, the degree of mental disturbance also needs to be tested."

"Go to the First People's Hospital of the Empire and ask which of their patients are willing to have their medical records made public."

“Choose a level, and all those who are willing will be brought to the site tomorrow, where Mingzhu and Minghua will draw lots to choose which treatment to receive.”

This arrangement can barely be considered fair, just, and transparent.

The assistant nodded in agreement.

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The next morning.

Amidst the expectant and excited gazes of everyone, after a brief opening speech by the host of First News Network, Mingzhu and Minghua appeared before the crowd from different directions.

[It's here! It's here! The healing power competition is really starting!]

[Oh my god, ever since Minghua agreed yesterday, I've been in a daze, feeling like something unexpected might happen that would temporarily end this competition.]

[That's right. Anyway, Minghua has already agreed. If some unforeseen accident occurs, it can't be said that she's afraid to participate or face the criticism.]

[Sigh, her smartest move would have been to agree yesterday and then have Yan Wenjin and the others find a way to not come today. What if they really can't cure it? Wouldn't that be incredibly embarrassing?]

[Ha, since she shamelessly asked them to give her the status of an SSS-level healer, she should accept this outcome.]

[It's so noisy! Can't we watch the live stream in peace? The competition is about to start, and we'll find out soon enough whether she's an SSS-rank healer or not.]

On the stage, the camera is focused on Mingzhu and Minghua shaking hands before the competition.

Friendship first, competition second.

Those viewers who understood the situation started to chuckle.

From a corner out of the live stream's view, Mingzhu leaned close to Minghua, her tone smug:

"You actually dare to come back? I thought you'd hidden away on a junk planet like a rat." "Heh, don't forget to open your eyes wide and see how I defeat you later."

"I want to see how Fu Shizheng and the others will help you with so many people watching."

"Just wait to be kicked off the main planet, you piece of trash!"

Upon hearing this, Minghua's beautiful peach blossom eyes turned extremely sharp for a moment.

He tilted his head slightly but said nothing.

What's there to say about someone who's destined to be defeated?

Mingzhu should worry about herself instead. Judging from her expression, could it be that Mingchang hasn't explained the truth to her yet?

Just because you lie for a long time doesn't mean you'll start believing it.

Amidst everyone's expectant gaze, the draw began.

Mingzhu drew a man with an S-level mental talent first, while Minghua only drew an A-level mental talent.

Meanwhile, the medical records of the two individuals were displayed on the live broadcast screen, stamped with the official seal of the Imperial First People's Hospital, ensuring fairness, impartiality, and transparency.

Lan Zongquan had told Ming Hua beforehand that it was because both of them had relatively high healing abilities.

Therefore, the people we found generally had mental strength talents of A level or above, with some having S and SS level mental strength talents mixed in.

Therefore, it is normal that Minghua accepted this result well.

Mingzhu, however, had a momentary dark look on her face after seeing the results of the draw. Healers expend a lot of energy to heal even one person.

The more outstanding one's mental talent, the more energy is consumed.

She had planned to treat as many A-level mental talent patients as possible today, aiming to achieve an astonishing number of them.

Unexpectedly, I drew an S-level mental power talent right away.

The lottery results must have been rigged.

Mingzhu's cold expression was instantly noticed by sharp-eyed viewers of the live stream.

[Mingzhu seems quite dissatisfied with the lottery results.]

[No one would be satisfied, okay? One is A-grade, the other is S-grade; the healing power required for each is vastly different. It's simply unfair.]

Could it be that Fu Shizheng and his group are deliberately doing this behind the scenes?

Lan Zongquan has yet to provide a final rule for determining who won and who lost in this competition.

Viewers then speculated that the final determination might be based on the number of people cured.

But to immediately heal Mingzhu, who possesses S-level mental strength, isn't that blatant favoritism?

The audience was extremely dissatisfied, and the barrage of comments piled up one after another.

Mingzhu clearly figured this out quickly, and the more she did, the more the audience felt sorry for her. Even if Minghua won in the end, so what?
And who would believe her victory?

However, what happened next left all the viewers speechless.

They will remember this moment forever; it was a truly miraculous moment.

Mingzhu and Minghua walked up to their patients at the same time. Mingzhu was using her healing power to massage the S-level mental energy of the patient with both hands.

With a light flick of her wrist, Minghua sent out a pure white halo.

Minghua's cold voice followed immediately:
"Okay, next one."

The host, the patient, and the viewers in the live stream were all completely dumbfounded.

[What the heck? Next one, playing watermelon slicing!]

(End of this chapter)