Qin Fan nodded and smiled: "Yes, chickens have no teeth. They can eat dry corn, dry wheat, even stones and iron pieces."
"It relies on its stomach to digest all of this. Since it can even digest stones and iron blocks, it is not a problem to deal with some stones in the human body."
"At the same time, reducing food accumulation and eliminating food is also one of its functions."
"When we treat this disease, we mainly use Chicken Neijin and Xiaoshi Powder as a supplement."
"As long as the stones are dissolved, the pain will disappear naturally, the spleen and stomach will be opened, and the appetite will become better. When he is in a happy mood, the liver qi will be released, and he will be cured naturally."
"During follow-up visits, the prescription can also be adjusted according to the specific situation."
Shen Xiaoduo nodded repeatedly after hearing this and quickly wrote it down in his notebook.
"Haha, Mr. Qin, studying with you is more interesting than going to school."
"Oh~"
Qin Fan's heart moved, and he thought of last night's agreement between Principal Yu Huarong and him to go to the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine the day after tomorrow.
He asked: "Xiaoduo, what was it like when you first arrived at the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine?"
Shen Xiaoduo immediately laughed and scratched his head.
"Hey, I felt numb when facing those thick professional books."
"I just feel like my life is over and I have to live this boring life day and night."
Qin Fan couldn't help but laugh.
I have the theme, ideas and content of my first lecture in my mind.
He didn't make any preparations for class, he just planned to chat with the new students.
In a blink of an eye, the promised day has arrived.
Qin Fan drove his car to Donghai Provincial College of Traditional Chinese Medicine on time.
Regarding this traditional Chinese medicine school, he had applied for it many years ago, but unfortunately he was not admitted.
But in the blink of an eye, he is now entering this institution to teach new students.
He parked the car and looked around, but he didn't know how to get to the auditorium that Principal Yu Huarong said.
I saw two male classmates walking across the street who were in a hurry.
He could only step forward and ask the other party.
"Hello, how can I get to the school auditorium?"
Seeing that Qin Fan was similar in age to them, the other party thought that Qin Fan was also a new student.
"Oh, you also go to the auditorium for lectures?" one of the boys wearing glasses asked.
"Well, that's right."
"What does it mean? Are you still a teacher at your age? Come with us."
"We are also going to attend classes." The boy with glasses said with a smile.
Qin Fan smiled slightly and said, "Okay, thank you."
"Brother, which province are you from?"
Another boy patted Qin Fan on the shoulder familiarly.
"I am local."
"Fuck, that's so cool, you can go home every week." The classmate said, "Let's get to know each other. My name is Zhou Bo, his name is Niu Tian, and we are both freshmen this year."
"Well, hello, my name is Qin Fan."
"Qin Fan, why did you come to study Chinese medicine?" Zhou Bo asked.
"You like Chinese medicine? I didn't pass the exam that year." Qin Fan said truthfully.
"Oh, it turns out you came to apply for the exam after repeating your studies for a year." Niu Tian said.
He was smart enough to understand what Qin Fan meant.
Qin Fan was startled for a moment, and then he realized that he was now a new man in the eyes of the other party.
"Brother, I'm really convinced by you. I don't even have the patience to repeat it." Zhou Bo said, "To be honest, it's my father's wish to study Chinese medicine."
"Oh, why?" Qin Fan asked.
"My dad said that the country is beginning to pay attention to traditional Chinese medicine, and traditional Chinese medicine will be very popular in the future."
"Oh~"
Qin Fan smiled faintly. He could feel that the other party's father was a man with a long-term vision.
Although Chinese medicine seems to be weaker than Western medicine, Chinese medicine is an important part of Chinese culture.
This is something that Western medicine can never replace.
Moreover, as the country pays attention to it, its development has been getting better and better in recent years.
The three of them were walking and chatting.
In the auditorium of the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
Today we are all freshmen from this year, as well as teachers from each course, including teaching assistants, lecturers, associate professors, and professors.
There are also the main leaders of the hospital and department heads.
This is the first time that the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine has invited a doctor from outside the school to give a lecture.
Except for the main leaders of the school, no one else knows who will be teaching today.
"Professor Yang, come and sit here!" someone shouted loudly.
When he heard the shouting, a middle-aged man looked at the sound, raised his hand to signal, and walked towards the man.
"Professor Li, with all this fanfare, who is going to teach?"
Professor Yang sat down and asked his colleague.
"How did I know that you didn't see Principal Yu greeting you personally outside?"
Professor Yang turned around and looked with surprise on his face.
Their position is facing the front door.
I saw Principal Yu Huarong and several major leaders of the school outside.
"So grand? He's not a great expert from somewhere, is he?"
"Oh, you will still be an expert when you go out for a consultation." Professor Li joked.
Indeed, strictly speaking, the professional titles of experts working in large hospitals are only at the level of professor or associate professor.
"Two professors, I heard they are doctors from Bianque Medical Center."
At this time, a teacher in the back seat interrupted.
"Bian Que Medical Clinic? Is it the one that has become famous in the past year?"
"Teacher Wang, how did you know?" Professor Yang asked.
"Hey, there is no airtight wall, right?" Teacher Wang smiled.
This teacher Wang is a lecturer in the school.
"It is said that Bian Que Medical Clinic has a very good reputation." Teacher Wang added.
Professor Li and Professor Yang looked at each other and raised their eyebrows.
To be honest, they both sneered in their hearts.
Having rich clinical experience does not mean that you will be a good teacher. A doctor can easily handle a simple problem.
But if it is to be transformed into the teaching of knowledge content in the classroom, that is another matter.
It is especially not easy to teach new students like this who know nothing.
They originally thought that the person who came to teach should be an expert and department director from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital.
But now it seems that the routine is broken, and the doctors who come are actually private medical doctors.
Both of them shook their heads secretly.
I suddenly felt no interest in this class.
By the way, Qin Fan, Zhou Bo and Niu Tian came over together.
Qin Fan saw Principal Yu Huarong waiting outside the auditorium from a distance.
He stopped and wanted to say thank you to Zhou Bo and Niu Tian.
But unexpectedly, when Zhou Bo and Niu Tian saw the presence of school leaders, they quickened their pace.
It looked like a mouse meeting a cat.
Qin Fan couldn't help but feel a little funny, so he turned around and walked towards Yu Huarong.
Before he had taken two steps, Zhou Bo's voice came from behind, "Qin Fan, what are you doing? Come this way!"
"Hurry up, go this way, the principal is over there!"
It turned out that after the two of them walked a few steps, they saw that Qin Fan did not follow him, but instead walked towards several leaders.
The two of them became anxious at this moment, and even before they could hide, this guy actually headed towards the leader.
This is not a collision with the muzzle of a gun, but a collision with something else!
Qin Fan turned around and smiled at them, "Thank you, come in quickly, I'll say hello."
After saying that, he walked towards Principal Yu Huarong.
Zhou Bo and Niu Tian were stunned and speechless.
You still say hello, who do you think you are?
But then, they saw Principal Yu Huarong walking towards Qin Fan.
He enthusiastically extended his hands while still a few meters away.
At this moment, Zhou Bo only felt that it was an hallucination, and he rubbed his eyes deliberately.
Niu Tian thought there was something wrong with his glasses, so he wiped the lenses with his clothes.
When the two confirmed again that they had read correctly.
Immediately 10,000 grass-mud horses galloped past in my brain.
Kuang flashed a sentence, "Holy shit, this new student is so awesome. He actually shook hands with the principal and even talked and laughed."
Professor Yang and Professor Li, who were facing the front door, had just seen several people shaking hands.
Both of them were confused and didn't know who Qin Fan was.
"Two professors, do you know this person?" Teacher Wang asked.
Professor Li and Professor Yang both shook their heads.
"Is he here to teach the new students?" Teacher Wang expressed his doubts.
"You didn't see him with nothing in his hands, so why did he teach?" Professor Yang observed very carefully.
"How is that possible? You don't even have hair..." Professor Li also said disdainfully.
It's a pity that he couldn't say the last two words anymore, so he suppressed them.
Principal Yu Huarong walked in with the school leaders and Qin Fan.
The other leaders returned to their seats in the audience one after another, and only Principal Yu Huarong and Qin Fan stepped onto the podium.
Suddenly, Professor Li, Professor Yang and Teacher Wang all opened their mouths in surprise.
That can almost fit a duck egg into it.
Not to mention the freshmen Zhou Bo and Niu Tian, their jaws dropped to who knows where.
Seeing that all the school leaders had arrived, the scene suddenly became quiet.
Everyone looked at Qin Fan on the rostrum and had only one thought in their mind. Could it be that he was giving the lecture? Who could this person be?