He didn't feel embarrassed anymore. Compared with Wei Hongbing, a well-known professor, what could he have to do with a small lecturer?

"I'll say it again, I'm a professor. You idiots, believe it or not." After Li Yong slapped someone, he acted as if nothing happened and scolded everyone together. He put away his certificate and stood proudly.

The silence was suddenly broken. These professors and scholars couldn't stand Li Yong's arrogance. They immediately called the security guards and strongly demanded that the security guards arrest Li Yong and send him to the police station; they wanted to charge Li Yong with intentional injury.

When several well-trained campus security guards surrounded Li Yong, a group of school leaders finally arrived at the scene. The leader was Tang Wenwu, the president of the medical school.

"What are you doing?" Seeing the chaos in the venue, Tang Wenwu hurried over and asked. However, when he saw Li Yong, his eyes fell on the security guards surrounding Li Yong.

In this situation, how can the security guard have the right to speak?

Some angry professors and scholars immediately retold the incident about Li Yong's beating just now with added fuel and jealousy; they were filled with righteous indignation, justified and furious.

However, Tang Wenwu didn't have the patience to listen at all. He first drank the security guard out, then looked around and said loudly: "He is Professor Li, Dr. Li Yong, who was just hired by our college. He will be responsible for teaching traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture.

You have misunderstood,"

Everyone was in an uproar, and when they looked at Li Yong, they all felt ashamed of themselves. They were the same people, but they became professors at such a young age. They were also professors, and they beat the professor. Not only did Principal Tang not blame him, he even defended him.

What made everyone even more unbearable was that when Vice Principal Zhao Chunlei learned that Li Yong had beaten Zhao Mingkun, he brought Zhao Mingkun to Li Yong and asked Zhao Mingkun to apologize.

Want to apologize after being beaten? Zhao Mingkun felt like he was dreaming; but he didn't dare to disobey.

Do you want to apologize after being beaten? Many professors and scholars were shocked again. They wanted to question, but they all remained silent when the leader spoke. At their level, they were all extremely tactful. As soon as the leader took a breath, they knew the leader

They are tired; as soon as the leader farts, they will understand that the leader is going to have a meeting.

I don’t know who said it, but in China, the more knowledgeable people are, the better they are at flattering. They are good at work and are diligent in flattery in order to get promoted and make money.

So, being shocked is one thing, but questioning is another.

Even if you are shocked to death, you can't go against the leader's wishes.

"Professor Li, I'm sorry, I misunderstood just now." Zhao Mingkun came to Li Yong and said with difficulty.

Li Yong could hear clearly that when he said this, Zhao Mingkun's teeth were chattering. Although there was a smile on his face and his words were apologetic, his heart was full of hatred. On the surface, he was the same.

, the mental skills must have gone through many years of practice!

Li Yong knew that this was considered a feud, but he didn't care. He raised his hand to pick his ears, shook his head, and then asked calmly: "What did you say?"

Damn it, I didn’t even hear it. Everyone present heard it, but Li Yong didn’t hear it? You’re still picking your ears. Is there something wrong with your ears?

Some people almost laughed, and some almost fainted. In the end, they all stared at the middle of the field, looking forward to what was going to happen next. This was much more fun than a meeting, and it made people's hearts beat.

Zhao Chunlei ordered with a smile: "Speak louder." A leader is a leader, and his orders are so artful. It gives people a feeling of caring and caring for their subordinates, but they are irresistible.

Everyone was in an uproar again. As a leader, shouldn't Zhao Chunlei be fair and just? From Uncle Zhao Mingkun's point of view, shouldn't you help your nephew?

How come Li Yong was defended? What is going on? What conspiracy is there?

Not only everyone started to be confused, but even Li Yong was a little confused.

When Zhao Chunlei yelled at him, Zhao Mingkun was frightened. He hurriedly showed respect and said in a loud voice: "I'm sorry, Professor Li. It was all my fault just now. It was me who looked down on others. I will never do it again in the future."

"It's okay, it's okay." Li Yong had to hear it clearly now. He smiled politely and said: "You can correct your mistakes after knowing them, and you are still a good comrade. Unlike some people who, as teachers, defraud the state's finances at the top and accept students from below.

Bribery."

As he said that, Li Yong glanced at Wei Hongbing, whose cheeks were red and swollen, and the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Wei Hongwei trembled when Li Yong saw him. He couldn't stand and fainted.

What was even more trembling was Zhao Mingkun. He was praised so much that the corners of his mouth twitched like eggplants. The more he thought about it, the more he felt like crying? At this time, he held Li Yong's hand tightly and felt the warmth of Li Yong's palm.

, don’t want to let go.

"Okay, everyone, don't worry about what happened just now. Please sit down according to your seats. The meeting will begin immediately." Principal Tang Wenwu picked up the microphone and gave instructions. Everyone began to look for their seats and quickly sat down.

Li Yong sat in the back row. As the youngest professor, he obviously did not have enough qualifications to be ranked in the front. On both sides of him were a man and a woman, both of whom were middle-aged and could be Li Yong's parents.

The woman gave Li Yong a friendly smile, but the man turned sideways, deliberately keeping a certain distance from Li Yong.

Li Yong didn't pay attention to them at all. He sat upright, just like he had done in class, looking only at the podium in front of him. He saw an old man staggering to the stage and started to speak.

Li Yong took a closer look and saw that the old man giving the speech turned out to be Sun Shijie, the former dean of the medical school.

After a while, Li Yong gradually discovered that what kind of important meeting was this? It was just a special lecture by Sun Shijie, talking about the latest research results of traditional Chinese medicine.

Most of the research results he talked about were told to him by Li Yong when he came to his house for dinner that day. Li Yong just casually talked about a little bit of the traditional Chinese medicine theory in his memory, and Sun Shijie came up with his own results.

Damn, this is plagiarism! This is just a piece of wisdom!

Li Yong could not have imagined that Sun Shijie was such a person, but people like Sun Shijie had nothing more to gain than fame and prestige. He compiled Li Yong's words, revised and expanded them, and turned them into his own research results.

, which is also desirable.

Li Yong doesn't mind if he gets this benefit. Anyway, he has so many medical theories in his mind that he can probably write a book just by talking about them.

Li Yong suddenly discovered that the medical theories and practical experiences in his memory were his greatest wealth, which was far higher than the value of those prescriptions.

Li Yong disagreed with Sun Shijie's concluding remarks in the first section. Sun Shijie said that traditional Chinese medicine is far from being as simple as everyone knows. Traditional Chinese medicine has a long history and is a unique culture of China...

After listening for a while, Li Yong became bored with learning.

These contents are too superficial and incomparable with the knowledge in his mind. If he were to talk about it, it would definitely be more comprehensive, deeper and more exciting than Sun Shijie.

Li Yong has the memories of eighty miraculous doctors in his mind. Those eighty miraculous doctors have studied Chinese medicine all their lives, and they have all gained and realized. Li Yong has eighty systems in his mind.

Theoretical knowledge has its own emphasis and uniqueness, just like eighty sets of textbooks.

If he was allowed to talk about Chinese medicine, just a little bit of it would be enough to benefit the professors and scholars sitting here. But now, he obviously does not have the qualifications to give a speech on the stage.

Li Yong was not in a hurry, there would be plenty of opportunities in the future, and he was mentally prepared to scare several old men to death with one word.

In his opinion, traditional Chinese medicine has a long history and is more than a unique culture. It is simply the quintessence of the country.

It is the cornerstone of China and the faith of the nation.

One day, the country will pay attention to traditional Chinese medicine and give it sufficient status.

Maybe it will be raised to a strategic level.

Because this is a treasure worthy of the pride of the Chinese nation; it is the crystallization of the wisdom of the ancients for thousands of years.

The lecture lasted more than three hours. After listening for thirty minutes, Li Yong ran to the toilet and then slipped into the campus. As he walked outside, he admired the flowers and plants.

Instead of listening to Sun Shijie's impassioned speeches, it is better to breathe fresh air.

"Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is green and green..." A burst of beautiful music sounded, Li Yong identified the direction and walked towards the lake.

In a small pavilion, a beautiful woman was playing the guitar and singing. The song was beautiful and had a profound artistic conception. The beautiful woman was wearing a white dress, with her hair covering half of her cheeks. Her delicate and beautiful face was looming, which was very mysterious. At this moment, Li

Yongdu had the urge to lift her hair and look at her appearance.

That white dress, lined with clear waves, and under the bright sunshine, is so charming.

At this time, a small boat rowed over quickly. A fat man with big ears raised a bouquet of roses, waved it and shouted loudly: "Song Xiaojie, I love you."

"You are my rose, you are my flower, you are my lover, and the woman I love most in my life. For you, I can do anything and give up anything..."

The singing stopped suddenly, and the beautiful woman in a white dress raised her head, glanced at it lightly, and immediately hugged her guitar and left quickly along a wooden pontoon. And Li Yong was standing at the entrance of the pontoon.

The beauty walked towards him quickly. When he saw the beauty's pretty face, he suddenly noticed a strange light spot on the beauty's forehead.

What is that? Just when Li Yong was surprised and confused, a memory immediately appeared in his mind.

Spiritual person.

He turned out to be a spiritual person who was born from the virtues of heaven and earth.

People with spiritual bodies are divided into male spiritual bodies and female spiritual bodies.

They are often extremely intelligent and perceptive, and can become outstanding talents no matter which industry they enter.

Li Bai, Du Fu and Wu Guan Yu are both famous for their works.
Chapter completed!