I can infinitely synthesize more advanced items

At this critical moment, two hours is too short.

Even the audience couldn't help but hold their breath, staring nervously at Argus' operation.

Outside the competition venue, which had been noisy for several days, it was rare to be quiet at this time.

1小时、59分、58分……10分、9分、8分……

The time for the end of the game is getting closer and closer.

Argus also seemed to feel that the time for the game was approaching, and the operation was significantly accelerated, because he was too focused, and sweat kept coming out of his forehead.

But even so, Argus's operation was still very steady, without any disorder.

This is also the most basic quality of being a doctor, deliberately pursuing speed, but the premise is that it must be guaranteed that it will not affect the effect of the operation, otherwise it will be a taboo of surgery.

The time starts to count down.

5, 4, 3, 1!

Time is up, the game is over!

However, Argus' actions still did not stop.

The audience couldn't help sighing. Judging from the patient's status and data, it is obvious that Argus' operation went smoothly. If Argus was given more time, another terminally ill patient would be killed by Argus. Get cured.

In the end, Argus' score stayed at 30 points.

Since Argus' operation was not completed, but according to the complete operation plan submitted by Argus and the improvement of the current patient's condition, it is determined that Argus can get [-] points in the final operation.

The game is over.

The gates of the competition venues also opened, but not all the contestants came out.

Because not only Argus, but also many participating doctors are in the process of treating patients.

After all, this is a medical competition, which is different from other professional competitions. The contestants cannot be interrupted by the ongoing operation just because the competition time is up. Wouldn't it be fatal.

Competitors who had completed the treatment of patients came out of the competition venue one after another.

The first time most of them came out, they looked up and looked at the score ranking on the huge electronic screen on the side of the gate.

Previously during the game, they couldn't see the overall ranking.

"No.1... is actually Argus? Who is Argus?" The contestants were shocked for no reason.

Especially when they saw that Argus's score was as high as 30 points, they were even more shocked.

30 points, which is estimated to be a super high score that has never been seen before or since.

At 25:[-] in the afternoon, Abel looked a little tired, but he still walked out of the gate with steady steps.

He was ready to greet the flashing lights of the reporters and the scene of countless cheers from the audience outside the stadium.

Two months after his performance in the Mosa World Series, Abel felt that he had made a breakthrough this time. Of course, the score was definitely not as good as in the Mosa Competition. After all, for the Mosa Competition, he had prepared enough Full year.

But in any case, the championship this time is definitely in the bag.

"Mr. Abel is out!"

"It's Mr. Abel..."

Some spectators outside shouted, and some reporters who had been waiting for a long time also gathered around.

It just made Abel feel a little strange. I don't know if it was an illusion. Some people around him looked at him, it seemed a little... sorry?
There were also some familiar faces present, including the president and vice president of the Medical Association, the director of the Blade Research Institute, and even some big figures from the Lan government.

"Why are they here?" Abel was a little surprised.

If it is the Mosa Medical Competition, the appearance of these big names is understandable.

But this is just the Nomo Medical Competition, not some of the world's top medical competitions. Even if you participate, it will definitely not alarm so many people to come in person, right?
At this moment, Abel stood on the steps at the gate of the venue and saw several limousines with royal logos approaching outside the hospital.

Surrounded by a group of bodyguards, a man in his 50s with a refined temperament got out of the car.

"His Royal Highness Crown Prince Coles..." Abel couldn't help but gasped.

Unexpectedly, even Crown Prince Coles came.

Lan country is a monarchy and parliamentary system.

Although it is different from the ancient feudal society, the royal family of Lan Kingdom does not have absolute power in the country, but the royal family is still the largest family in Lan Kingdom, and it always holds a certain amount of real power in the country. The king is also the nominal monarch of Lan Kingdom. With a position of great respect.

Now the old king is very old and lives in a nursing home most of the time. According to some sources, the old king's physical condition is not optimistic.

And Abel confirmed it himself.

As No.1 in the medical list, Abel was secretly invited more than once to the sanatorium where the old king lived to recuperate his body.

To be disrespectful, in Abel's opinion, it is estimated that the old king will only be alive for a year or two.

And once the old king dies, then the successor will naturally be the Crown Prince of Coles in front of him.

With the arrival of Crown Prince Coles, the crowd automatically separated a passage, allowing Crown Prince Coles and his party to pass through.

"See His Royal Highness Coles!" Those big figures who arrived earlier bowed to Crown Prince Coles to show their respect.

Abel also hurried down the steps and saluted in front of Crown Prince Coles.

Crown Prince Coles nodded and waved around in return.

"For three consecutive days of competition, Mr. Abel really worked hard." Coles smiled.

Abel laughed and said, "Thank you, Your Highness, for your concern. It's just a competition, and my body can handle it."

Coles and Abel chatted cordially.

For Abel, the Mosa world champion talent, Coles still respects him as always.

But from the eyes of Coles and the big figures around him looking at the gate of the venue from time to time, Abel understood that these people obviously did not come for him.

But since it wasn't aimed at oneself, who else could it be aimed at?

Abel became more and more confused. Could it be that in this competition, there are other contestants who performed better than himself?
Abel finally turned his head to the side of the gate for the first time, the electronic screen showing the score ranking.

No.1, No. 37 contestant "Argus", 30 points.

No. 2, No. 1 contestant "Abel"...

……

"Argus... 30 points?!" Abel was shocked and couldn't help but gasp.

30 points... In this world, there is actually someone who can get a super high score of 30 points in the medical competition!

What is this concept?
It has completely exceeded his imagination!

The image of the young man who always looked modest appeared in Abel's mind, and his heart was like a tossed river, which could not be calmed down for a long time.