After a while, Song Ziwen actually led a group of people into the class. There were about ten people there, including men, women, and even blond foreigners. The lineup was quite large.
The leader is Zhu Mingyi, the vice president of Tiannan Medical College and a well-known professor of internal medicine in the province!
"Teacher Ye, let me introduce..."
Before the leader who came to 'tip off the news' could finish his words, he was interrupted by Ye Chen: "I'm teaching the students. If you want to listen, just go and sit in the back. If you don't listen, don't make trouble!"
"you......"
Zhu Mingyi was so angry that Song Ziwen laughed secretly at the side.
Because Zhu Mingyi is famously anti-TCM and often slanders the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine behind his back. Unexpectedly, Ye Chen made him feel deflated as soon as they met him. It was so frustrating!
"Professor Zhu, how about we change classes?" Song Ziwen said to Zhu Mingyi with a half-smile.
"Hmph! I just listened here. Such a young boy can teach medicine. I want to see how good he is!"
Zhu Mingyi snorted and angrily walked to the back of the classroom and sat down.
"Don't be angry, Principal Zhu. Let's see how I deal with this kid later!"
A confidant nearby saw that Zhu Mingyi was angry and immediately said flatteringly.
"Well, we must make sure this kid doesn't come to Taiwan!" Zhu Mingyi lowered his voice and said bitterly.
"no problem!"
The confidant grinned and looked gloomily at Ye Chen on the podium.
"Today, let's talk about acupuncture points for nerve paralysis!"
As soon as Ye Chen finished speaking, the students in the audience took out their notebooks one after another, for fear of missing Ye Chen's explanation.
Seeing this scene, even Song Ziwen was stunned. Ye Chen had only taught for a week. Has the cattle herding class changed so much?
But while Ye Chen was explaining, Zhu Mingyi’s confidant suddenly interrupted:
"Teacher, does the acupuncture point you mentioned really exist?"
"Of course it exists!"
Ye Chen was calm at first. After all, not everyone understands Chinese medicine, so a few explanations would be fine.
"It's all very talkative, so let me give you a simple example. Can facial paralysis be cured?" The confidant smiled evilly and started to dig holes for Ye Chen.
"Facial paralysis can be cured with acupuncture. Teacher, I don't think you have facial paralysis either!"
Ye Chen couldn't hear the other party's provocation, so he immediately fought back.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
As soon as this statement came out, the classroom burst into laughter. Everyone looked at this confidant like a monkey in a zoo.
"you......"
The confidant's face turned green with anger, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I think you are just exaggerating. Facial paralysis is impossible to be cured without the intervention of Western medicine. If you ask me to talk about acupuncture and acupuncture points, they are all deceptive gimmicks!"
After hearing this, several leaders of the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine turned pale. Aren't they here to ruin the situation?
When Ye Chen heard this, he glanced at his confidant, then smiled evilly and said:
"Since you don't believe it, then go on stage and try it, and I'll let you know if it's a lie, right?"
"cut!"
Upon hearing this, his confidant said with disdain: "I don't have facial paralysis, how can I try?"
"No, no, no, I see that your face is dark and your eyes are dull. From a facial perspective, you have a bad look. You will definitely be unlucky today, maybe your face will be paralyzed?" Ye Chen said with a bad smile.
"Nonsense!"
Now Zhu Mingyi found an excuse to get angry, pointed at Ye Chen and said angrily: "You are a personal attack, young man, don't mislead others without knowledge!"
"Traditional Chinese medicine practitioners are all liars!"
“Students, you’d better go to our School of Western Medicine, otherwise you’ll have no choice but to set up a street stall and tell fortunes after graduation!”
"..."
The Western medicine teachers present tried to persuade the students one after another. The leaders of the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine on the side were dumbfounded. Are these people here to pry a corner?
But they couldn't argue, because Ye Chen's words were indeed too mysterious, just like a fortune teller.
However, what the leaders of the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine did not expect was that the students in the cattle herding class believed Ye Chen's words!
"Teacher Ye, it turns out that the darkening of Yintang means bad luck?"
"No, I have to write it down quickly!"
"Listening to your words is worth ten years of reading, Teacher Ye, thank you!"
"..."
Seeing the students frantically taking notes, Zhu Mingyi and others were dumbfounded. These students have all been 'brainwashed', right? Do you believe such ridiculous words?
Ye Chen smiled faintly, flicked his fingertips, and a burst of vital energy invisible to the naked eye quickly shot into the cheekbones of his confidant!
"Hmph! You're misleading people, it's just..."
His confidant was just about to say that he was completely unconscionable, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say them. He only felt that the corners of his mouth were twitching, as if it was crooked?
"Director Jiang, you, your, your face..."
The other teacher sitting next to the confidant opened his eyes wide and looked at the confidant in disbelief.
Everyone also turned to look at their confidants, with expressions on their faces that they had seen a ghost!
No one expected that the confidant’s face would actually become paralyzed and his mouth would become distorted!
"Let me tell you, you look so bad, why don't you feel paralyzed?" Ye Chen suppressed a smile and said seriously on the stage.
"..."
Upon hearing this, my confidant was so angry that he became even more crooked!
"Professor Robinson, give Director Jiang a quick treatment!"
Zhu Mingyi couldn't help but turned to look at the only specially appointed foreign teacher of the medical school among the group of people.
The blond man named Robinson walked over with a proud look on his face, inspected it carefully and said calmly:
"No problem, just treat him with antiviral drugs and send him to the hospital. I can cure his facial paralysis in just one week!"
"That's amazing, Professor Robinson. He was able to make Director Jiang recover in just one week!"
"After all, I am an expert from Yingjiang Country. If you give me at least half a month, I may not be able to cure it!"
"If this was treated with traditional Chinese medicine, I would probably have facial paralysis for the rest of my life!"
"..."
When the teachers at the Western Medical College heard this, they all slapped Robinson’s rainbow fart!
I don’t know if these people have been kneeling for a long time. In short, they don’t even appreciate the medical skills of their ancestors.
"Shut up, everyone!"
Suddenly there was an angry shout in the classroom, and everyone looked for fame and saw Peng Guan standing up suddenly, shaking his head and glaring at Zhu Mingyi and others, and said angrily:
"You guys know nothing. It's just facial paralysis. Teacher Ye can cure it in one day!"
"Who are you!?"
Zhu Mingyi was stunned. Is this guy a student? Why is he so awesome?
Before he could react, Lu Tao also spoke. He was not as reckless as Peng Guan, but his tone was even more disdainful:
"It won't take one day. Lao Peng, your layout is too small. Teacher Ye will be enough in one hour!"
"No, just ask Teacher Ye for one minute!"
"..."
Hong Xia couldn't help but rolled her eyes. What kind of students are these? They underestimate Teacher Ye!
After hearing the students' unscrupulous discussion, Zhu Mingyi couldn't hold back no matter how good his temper was, and gritted his teeth at Song Ziwen and said:
"Principal Song, are these the students in your school? Look at what they have become. Do they regard medical treatment as child's play?"