Special Agent’s Rebirth: The Almighty Goddess of Quick Transmigration

Chapter 92: 092 The wealthy daughter of a wealthy family who was wronged 16

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Mother Ye is about to say what nonsense you are talking about.

The trauma specialist who was treating An Tongtong suddenly opened the door and came out. He saw the boy with a flat head, and his face was overjoyed, "Mr. Liang, you came just in time, Miss An..."

Hearing this, Liang Dongfang glanced at him and smiled, "No need, I'm afraid I'm not that capable of treating Miss An's injury."

"Mr. Liang, are you kidding me?" The trauma specialist was taken aback for a moment, then continued to laugh, "You are a recognized chief surgical expert, who dares to criticize you."

"Do you think I'm joking?" Liang Dongfang waved his hands, then looked at Ye Shaohua, "I'm here to take this away, she must not make any mistakes."

Hearing this sentence, the trauma expert couldn't help but glance at Ye Shaohua.

He had heard about the bad things about the An family in the emergency room before. He was not from the An family, so he knew about the press conference three days later, and Liang Dongfang was the main person in charge.

Looking at Liang Dongfang's cautious appearance now, the face of the trauma expert changed again and again.

Originally he thought that Ye Shaohua was just an ordinary real daughter who had been wronged, and he was a little bit lamented that this real daughter was made like this by the doves who took over the magpie's nest.

But seeing Liang Dongfang now, he knew that Ye Shaohua was not a simple person.

Ye Shaohua greeted Mr. An and left, leaving only two families standing there in a daze, without reacting for a while.

"Director, that person just now was..." Mother Ye looked at the trauma doctor and said cautiously.

"Did Liang Dongfang know? The number one surgical expert by default, even if you don't know him, you've always seen his face in the special issue of the International Medical School." The trauma doctor glanced at Ye Mu, then shook his head, "Mr. Yao called just now. I want to find the best doctor for Miss An. For tomorrow's competition, Mr. Liang usually doesn't interfere in such matters, but he heard that it was An's family, so he agreed, and the medical videos are all ready. I also want to know... you guys What did you do to make him go away?"

This rhetorical question made Father An look at Old Man An reflexively, "Dad, Shaohua... How did you know such a character?"

Inside and outside the words, that Mr. Liang clearly agreed to come forward because of Ye Shaohua's face.

But because of what Ye Mu said to Ye Shaohua, Liang Dongfang regretted it again, so he took Ye Shaohua away.

And what did he mean by what he just said—

[Her hands are more important than all of your heads put together.]

Seeing them like this, the surgeon couldn't help but shook his head, and then said: "Miss An injured her ligament, did she say she still learns piano? I can cure her, but I can't guarantee that her finger flexibility will not be affected. If you want to play the piano, you have to ask Mr. Liang to come forward, but I think... you'd better ask that Miss Ye."

After finishing speaking, regardless of the faces of the people on the field, he left directly.

Mother Ye's face was very ugly.

But An's mother's complexion was not good, she looked at Ye's mother with a complicated expression, and the words she said to Ye Shaohua just now were still in her ears - "Why didn't you hurt yourself?"

It made her a little upset, no matter what, Ye Shaohua was also her biological daughter, and she felt a little depressed when she heard her adoptive mother say that about her.

Uncle Yao didn't care about Liang Dongfang, and scoffed at his words, how important could Ye Shaohua's hands be

He can still compare to An Tongtong who can win the trophy. He looked at An's mother and shook his head directly: "Before I told you not to recognize Ye Shaohua back immediately, but you refused to listen and insisted on finding someone. Now because of her doing so A stupid thing ruined half of Tongtong's future, what do you say about tomorrow's match?"

In the eyes of most people, Ye Shaohua was just raised by ordinary people.

Uncle Yao wanted to save her after she won the first prize in the college entrance examination, and gave her a box of white jade chess pieces. Unfortunately, the other party had never used it once. He obviously knew nothing about chess, and he didn't even want to admit that this person was a child of his Yao family.

After knowing that she had chosen the medical department, she simply didn't see what she saw.

How could such a person compare to the elite trained by the An family at a small price.

Uncle Yao was afraid of Liang Dongfang at most, he had doubts about what he said, but most of them didn't believe it.

The next day was the final of the Chase Cup.

In order to show her firmness, An Tongtong endured the pain and went to watch the game live. An's mother and An Tingjun Yao's family all accompanied her to watch the game live.

This was a match against players from country H, and it was originally An Tongtong's match.

Originally, she was to be compared with Cui Changxiu, a talented player from country H who had won three consecutive championships. He maintained a terrifying record of three-year championships. All Go players would be overshadowed by him. An Tongtong played a friendly match with him.

Because of the language barrier and the opponent's strength, she lost completely.

Her title of Go genius cannot be shamed in front of people all over the world. The hand injury was planned a long time ago.

"Next is the match between Hua Country No. 09 and H Country No. 01 Cui Changxiu. Player No. 09, please come on stage..." The referee talked for a long time, but no one showed up. He was a little surprised.

Uncle Yao's expression froze in the auditorium, and he frowned, "What's going on, didn't I contact the curator of the Weiqi gym yesterday to say I abstained? Why is Tongtong's number still there?"

An Tongtong was also fidgeting, she was right there, if she didn't go up, she would just run away.

"Uncle... Uncle, my hand hurts..."

At the same time, on the other side of the spectator seats, the gray-haired old man looked at Ye Shaohua, "This is the glory of our country. An Tongtong has temporarily left the field. None of our substitutes are willing to compare with Cui Changxiu. Shaohua, you are the only one... Okay, okay, I won't force her, Mo Yunchuan, do you think of grandpa like this? I'll go, can't I go?" He left angrily.

Ye Shaohua frowned, originally she was busy with tomorrow's medical conference these two days.

That was the main battleground of her life.

As for the go game that An Tongtong was involved in, she didn't intend to participate, but...

"It seems that your country doesn't dare to fight against our Changxiu," another judge from H country laughed twice, the pride in his eyes couldn't be hidden at all, these so-called genius Go players in Hua country are nothing more than that , "Then I'll declare the game..."

The camera moved to the faces of people watching the game in country H. Those people were all smiling, and most of them were disdainful, with a clear sense of arrogance on their faces.

As for the candidate area, those people in the Weiqi hall had some anger on their faces, but no one dared to stand up.

Competing against Choi Jang-soo was too stressful.

For a while, even the people in Huaguo who came to see the excitement couldn't help launching a barrage.

[Is there not even a single person who can play Go in this great country?]

[The current Go hall is really disappointing.]

[For five thousand years, our things have been occupied by people, and people have bullied us to the door. I really want to rush into the screen. Even if I can't win, others will underestimate our arrogance!]

"Mr. Mo, what are you waiting for? Forget it, let's abstain." The curator of the Go hall glanced at Mr. Mo and sighed softly, "Even if we want to win, we have to admit that this Cui Changxiu is really very good." Excellent, and Country H really takes Go more seriously than we do."

He knew that these veteran cadres were a little persistent, but now was not the time.

"That's right, Mr. Mo," another manager shook his head, "It's not so ugly to lose after making arrangements..."

Seeing that Ye Shaohua hadn't moved, Mr. Mo sighed softly, with a look of regret on his face.

He waved his hand and asked the curator to announce to the referee that they abstained.

"It's really troublesome," Ye Shaohua looked at the referee from country H on stage, she muttered something, put down her phone and stood up while talking, "What time is it now? Any crooked countryman can bully us to the arena..."

After wearing it for so long, Ye Shaohua always felt that she had changed a lot. She never cared about these fast-traveling things, because she thought this was a character, and she didn't need to put too much energy into it. She just wanted to complete her task.

But some national arrogance engraved in the bones cannot be changed.

She was instilled in her childhood with her own responsibilities.

Many people can't describe it, but they can understand, my alma mater, my nation, my country, no matter how much I dislike it, I can only talk about it, but you can't, you can't dislike it! Can't even say it's bad at all!

She has always been domineering, even if this is a fast travel world, you can't look down on my nation in front of me!

Uncle Yao, who only wanted the Yao family's children to win a world championship all his life, would have a deeper understanding of this feeling.

pat—

Everyone was disappointed and wanted to turn off the live broadcast, not wanting to see such an embarrassing scene, but at this moment... a white figure appeared on their computer screens!

"It's her?" Seeing this scene, Uncle Yao's eyes widened in astonishment, "How could it be her? She doesn't know how to play Go, so what is she doing here? Is she crazy?"

-----Off Topic-----

Ye Dashen, she is amazing in her real world, I really want to write there right away~ Gao Dahua kneeling in the sewer is full of anticipation.