Since Park Chang-ho was present, he had already prepared the poison.
If drinking it was fine...
Naturally, Bai Zihe’s trick would be exposed, leaving him nowhere to hide, and it would also help the Great Han Empire win this second match.
If drinking it caused harm...
Then Park Chang-ho would help with the antidote.
"See, I told you..."
After the elder from the Great Han Empire drank it, his face remained unchanged, and he proudly announced to the surroundings, "These ten bottles of poison are completely..."
"Ugh—"
Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly tilted his head and fell to the ground.
At this point.
Anyone could see that these ten bottles of medicinal liquid were genuine, authentic, and indeed ten bottles of poison!
Park Chang-ho was immediately shocked and rushed forward to administer the antidote.
"Gulp..."
"Pfft—"
However, before he could swallow the antidote, he spewed out a mouthful of black blood, then tilted his head and died on the spot!
"Hahaha..."
"Damn, this is hilarious!"
"As expected of Koreans, they can even trick themselves to death like this."
"This is simply the most effective way to court death in the new century!"
"Great Han Empire... utterly foolish!"
The crowd below burst into laughter.
They were as happy as could be.
The elder from the Great Han Empire...
His death was not to be mourned; he deserved it, he died well, he died wonderfully!
And Park Chang-ho...
His face was extremely grim.
Not only had their Great Han Empire lost this round, but they had also lost an elder. It was truly a case of losing both the wife and the soldiers.
"Host..."
Bai Zihe said calmly, "It's time to announce the result."
"Oh, yes!"
The host finally reacted and announced publicly, "The result of the second round of the competition is... Master Bai Zihe of the Great Xia Medical Association has won!"
"Currently..."
"A total of two rounds have been completed."
"The Great Xia Medical Association has scored two points, while the other participating groups have scored nothing!"
This undoubtedly refreshed the spirits of the crowd below, making them feel as sweet as honey.
Originally.
The Medical Dao Conference was scheduled for only four rounds.
However, due to the Great Han Empire and other foreign medical powers coming to join the fun, it was changed to five rounds.
And Bai Zihe had already won two rounds on behalf of the Medical Association.
As long as he won the third round.
The championship of the Medical Dao Conference would be a foregone conclusion.
"Next, the third round of the competition!"
The host was still announcing the proceedings but was interrupted by Park Chang-ho.
"Wait a moment."
Park Chang-ho looked at Bai Zihe, his face as dark as the sky before a storm, oppressive and terrifying. "Bai Zihe, for the third match, do you dare to compete with me?"
Bai Zihe raised an eyebrow slightly, "Why wouldn't I dare?"
"Good!"
Park Chang-ho shot him a cold glance, then turned to the host, "For this match, I have a more novel way of competing!"
"That is..."
"Bai Zihe, let us each find someone willing to be poisoned from our own side, and hand them over to the other for poisoning."
"Then, whoever can cure their own person first wins."
"What do you think?"
Bai Zihe was fearless, "No problem!"
Upon receiving his response, Park Chang-ho's face flashed with a sinister smile.
Immediately, he beckoned, and someone from the Great Han Empire volunteered and stepped forward to stand before Bai Zihe.
"This is our Great Han Empire's volunteer, poison them as you wish."
"Now, it's your turn to choose a volunteer."
As the words fell.
Bai Zihe looked around, expecting someone to volunteer to be poisoned.
But it was awkward.
The scene quickly fell silent.
The initial enthusiasm and excitement were completely gone.
And no one stepped onto the stage.
After all...
No one dared to gamble with their own lives.
These people naturally believed from the bottom of their hearts that Bai Zihe was willing to cure them.
But the problem was...
What if the poison administered by the Koreans was so insidious that even Bai Zihe couldn't cure it, wouldn't they have thrown their lives away for nothing?
Therefore, no one stepped forward as a volunteer.
"Hahaha..."
Park Chang-ho immediately found another reason to attack Bai Zihe and Great Xia.
"You Great Xia people..."
"Weren't you shouting loudly just now? Why is no one willing to be your volunteer?"
"Tsk tsk tsk..."
"It is our Great Han race that is the most united, having long cast aside life and death for the glory of the Great Han Empire."
"The people of the Great Han Empire are the most excellent race in the world!"
"You... are nothing!"
His taunts.
Many people blushed but dared not look up, and still, no one came forward.
Fang Yongzheng, seeing that the situation was not good, prepared to step forward to help Bai Zihe and support Great Xia.
After all, his life had been saved by Bai Zihe.
Now, even if he died on stage, it would be worth it.
But at this moment.
"I'll do it!"
A young girl from below suddenly stood up, volunteering to be the guinea pig.