Chapter 346: Chapter 346

Then she realized Su Siming was not at all as he claimed—dispensable to the team. He was a core member; though he seemed to do miscellaneous chores, everyone on the team trusted him. They were all willing to bring him their problems. And when An Yan entrusted something to Su Siming, she wouldn’t intervene further, having complete faith and confidence in him.

That’s what a real team should be! I’m a bit envious!

Sporting a bruised nose, Matsumoto Mina couldn’t appear on camera anymore. She could only stay in the dressing room, watching An Yan and her team’s live broadcast.

Wada Sakurako had another medicinal bath, and Watanabe Isorou’s medicine had also been used. Inoue Kawaetsu was fully prepared, just waiting for the signal to begin the surgery immediately.

Why haven’t they run into bad luck yet? Why haven’t Su Siming and Mu Enyu been affected?

As Matsumoto Mina ground her teeth in resentment, Zhang Zhilan suddenly stood up on screen, staring dramatically at her palm. "Yan, Yan, Sister Yan, look! What’s happened to me?"

An Yan looked over, and her expression changed instantly. She opened her mouth to speak but, mindful of the camera, pulled Zhang Zhilan outside to an area without surveillance. Matsumoto Mina immediately went to the window, cracked it open, and listened intently.

"A fungal infection? Did you touch Wada Sakurako’s infected area?" An Yan’s voice was low.

Zhang Zhilan was extremely panicked. "No, I don’t think I touched it... Or did I?"

"Sister Yan, regardless of whether she touched it or not, hurry up and give Zhang Zhilan the medicine," Su Siming, who had followed them out, reminded her.

An Yan frowned and shook her head. "But we don’t have enough Dong Xuelian. If we use it on Zhang Zhilan, Wada Sakurako won’t have any. We’ll lose the competition."

Su Siming said, "So what if we lose? Is the competition more important than our own people?"

An Yan fell silent, seemingly weighing the pros and cons.

Just then, hurried footsteps approached, and Mu Enyu’s voice rang out, laced with tears, "Sister Yan, I... I think I’m infected too. Look!"

Then Liang Chen’s voice followed, "Sister Yan, Enyu... Sister Yan, please find a way to save Enyu!"

Su Siming scoffed. "What, is Enyu made of gold? If Zhang Zhilan doesn’t even compare to Wada Sakurako, how could Enyu?"

"What do you mean?" Liang Chen demanded.

"What do I mean? Sister Yan said Wada Sakurako is important, the competition is important!"

"Su Siming, you..." An Yan seemed incensed, her words catching in her throat.

At that moment, Liang Chen’s voice rose again, "Su Siming, you’ve got blue patches on your skin too!"

"What?" Su Siming exclaimed.

"Oh no, how did you get infected too?" Zhang Zhilan asked anxiously. "Was it me? Su Siming, stay away from me!"

"We’re already infected. What’s the use of keeping our distance now?" Su Siming retorted.

Meanwhile, Mu Enyu leaped away from Liang Chen, crying out, "Don’t come near me!"

The chaos outside was music to Matsumoto Mina’s ears. She turned to Ono Eishi and said, "Inoue Kawaetsu can make her move now!"

Ono Eishi hesitated. "Miss Meina, do you think they could be acting?"

Matsumoto Mina furrowed her brow. "Explain."

Ono Eishi said, "I feel Su Siming’s attitude toward An Yan couldn’t possibly be . It’s even less likely he’d argue with An Yan! It feels like what he just said was deliberately for us to hear."

"Why not? Ono-kun, surely you don’t think everyone is as adept at managing subordinates as I am, do you?"

Ono Eishi remained silent.

Matsumoto Mina despised An Yan’s management style. Even though she did nothing, people around her acted like blind followers, willing to listen to and trust her! But how long can such trust and obedience last when interests collide? Would it still be useful? Of course not. In Su Siming’s heart, Zhang Zhilan is definitely more important! Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs novel⁂fire.net

「A few minutes later.」

Wen Ya hurried over to An Yan and the others. "Miss, Inoue Kawaetsu has started having contractions!"

"What?" An Yan exclaimed, shocked again. It took a moment before her voice returned. "Arrange the surgery immediately!"

Just as she finished speaking, Ya Zhuo approached. "Professor An, I’m infected too, so I might not be able to participate in this surgery."

"What?" This time, An Yan was clearly panicked, her voice tinged with tension and helplessness. "How did you get infected too?"

Ya Zhuo replied, "I don’t know what happened. I already have blue patches on my arm."

"Sister Yan, take out the remaining Dong Xuelian and let us research it. Maybe we don’t need much to control the fungus..." Liang Chen began.

Before he could finish, An Yan refused, "No! I’ve already tried; a small quantity is useless. Liang Chen, you don’t want to lose to the Japanese, do you? Since you don’t want to lose, then..."

"Is winning that important?" Su Siming challenged.

An Yan paused for a few seconds, then said, "Let’s all go back to the conference room first and discuss this."

Matsumoto Mina thought An Yan was finally pushed into disarray, forced to choose between her colleagues and her patient. She excitedly shifted her gaze to An Yan’s team’s live broadcast.

After An Yan had everyone sit down in the conference room, she stood up and left, locking the door from the outside.

"Since you’re all infected, you’re not fit to enter the treatment area. Stay in the conference room for now. After I finish Wada Sakurako’s surgery, I’ll come back, and we can discuss the next steps."

Ya Zhuo had no particular reaction and nodded in agreement; he always followed An Yan’s instructions. Liang Chen also showed no significant reaction, but Mu Enyu was sobbing softly, seemingly lost in thought.

Su Siming’s reaction, however, was extremely intense. He panicked, banging on the door and shouting, "An Yan! What do you mean by locking us up? Are you afraid we’re going to steal your Dong Xuelian?"

An Yan ignored him and instead instructed Wen Ya, the female bodyguard who had been following her, "Check the doors and windows. Then go tell Officer Xiaohe that without my permission, no one in this conference room is allowed to leave!"

The scene in the conference room was broadcast live. Netizens speculated wildly about what had happened.

While Matsumoto Mina was considering whether to log in with an alternate account and stir things up, Su Siming unexpectedly stood before the camera and turned on the microphone. "What happened? We’ve been abandoned by our classmate An Yan!"

"Su Siming, stop talking nonsense!" Liang Chen interjected, disagreeing.

Ignoring him, Su Siming continued, "We’re all infected with the fungus from Wada Sakurako, but there’s one very precious medicinal ingredient that’s in short supply."

"My suggestion was to take out what little we have and use it for everyone first, but she disagreed."

"She’s even afraid we’d take matters into our own hands and steal the medicine, so she locked us in this conference room!"

Ya Zhuo reached out, took the microphone, and said, "Don’t listen to Su Siming’s nonsense..."