Qin Xin said coldly, "Is winning the championship the issue now? The issue is your lack of medical ethics, making you unfit to be a doctor!"

In the operating room, each powerful and forceful word transmitted through the monitoring microphone to the audience seating.

The audience was in an uproar:

"What’s going on? Is there an internal conflict in the Imperial University team?"

"They were about to take first place, why did they suddenly stop?"

Even within the Imperial University fan club, there were differing opinions:

"What is Lan Qingxin doing, why is she questioning the captain?"

"Oh come on, we’re about to win. At this moment, shouldn’t she consider the bigger picture? Why is she clashing with Senior Brother Lan?"

Song Anjing and Xiangxiang were fuming.

Song Anjing said, "Hey, are you all fence-sitters? Didn’t you hear Sister Xin say that there was an issue with Lan Yingjun’s surgery? This is a surgery on a real person; if there’s an issue, it must be stopped. Or do you think winning is more important than a life?"

Xiangxiang, not as sharp-tongued as Song Anjing, could only keep repeating, "I trust Sister Xin. If she says Lan Yingjun lacks medical ethics, then he certainly lacks medical ethics."

The audience below was in chaos.

The front-row judges’ seats were also a scene of commotion.

The president of the Imperial Medical Association sat in the chief judge’s seat, peering through reading glasses at the screen, and asked those around him, "Did you see any problems?"

Everyone was abashed: "The screen for the minimally invasive surgery is too small, it’s unclear. We’ll have to wait for the video review to see clearly..."

The president became even more skeptical: "How did the student Lan Qingxin assert there was a problem in a procedure we can’t even see clearly? Was she watching a different screen from us?"

Everyone felt more embarrassed: "Maybe... young people have good eyesight?"

"Or perhaps, there wasn’t a problem, and she made a mistake?"

While everyone was confused, in Operating Room 1, Ding Yuanzhi’s surgery was nearing completion.

Meanwhile, in Operating Room 9, Lan Yingjun refused to relinquish control: "Lan Qingxin, you are the disgrace of the Imperial University team. You’ve wasted time and insulted my integrity. You’re way out of line!"

Qin Xin had no patience to argue, and said coldly, "Stop pretending to be upright. Just say it, why did you accidentally cut the patient’s bile duct?"

Cut the bile duct?

Ao Xinghao, Hu Yi, and others present gasped.

Hu Lingling was even more anxious, "If the bile duct is cut, bile will flow into the abdominal cavity, requiring a second surgery to fix and could lead to unforeseeable complications—dangerous consequences! Lan Yingjun, you’re supposed to take a stone out; how did you manage to cut the bile duct!"

"Wow—!"

The audience’s hearts tightened hearing this news.

An operation that ended up cutting the patient’s bile duct.

And they were just praising Lan Yingjun’s skills?

At this point, Lan Yingjun stubbornly denied it, "I did not cut it. Where did you see that?"

Only he could see the entire process of the minimally invasive surgery. If he cut slightly wrong, creating an opening, it wouldn’t be recorded on screen. Only a few days later, when the patient developed a fever and the issue emerged during another surgery, would the problem be discovered.

And by that time, the incision would be infected, making it impossible to tell whether the surgical knife made the cut or if it was a tear in the patient’s tissue. It could easily be attributed to postoperative complications.

He wouldn’t be held accountable.

That’s why being a doctor requires thorough research on every clause of medical accident assessments.

Without thorough research, how could he dare to act recklessly?