"Professor Li, will the afternoon class be delayed?" Zhang Yang said with a sly look on his face.
With Professor Li's kind and conscientious character, he definitely likes students who love to learn. He is also a veteran figure in the school. Earning more good impression points will be very beneficial to him in the future.
"As expected, he is a good classmate who loves to learn. No wonder he was so familiar with the human skeleton just now." Professor Li said with admiration in his eyes.
"Actually, I just tried it according to what was in the textbook. I didn't expect that I could cure him so quickly."
"Really? Is there any bone setting technique in the books?" Professor Li asked curiously.
"It's just an introduction to the skeleton in the book. In the past, I also had injuries from bruises and sprains with some rural doctors. Just now, I combined theory with practice." Zhang Yang paused and continued: "I am mainly afraid of delaying the afternoon theoretical class."
He began to regret that his performance was a bit exaggerated. If Professor Li continued to question him, his secret would definitely be exposed, so he changed the subject in a hurry.
"Don't worry, we will arrange make-up lessons for you."
Sure enough, Professor Li's face showed joy and he continued: "Well, it would be great if all the students in the preparatory class love learning as much as you do."
"Professor Li, you can't say that. There are still many students who like to study."
Zhang Yang's voice rose a lot. After all, at the entrance of the classroom, he had to earn some impression points from his classmates at the same time, killing two birds with one stone.
"Let's go, let's go see Principal Guo and have a chat first."
After saying that, Professor Li took Zhang Yang and walked towards the office building.
The principal's office was spacious and bright. A middle-aged man in his forties in a straight suit sat at his desk. When he saw the two people entering, he stood up immediately.
"Principal Guo, this is the student Zhang Yang I'm talking about." Professor Li immediately introduced.
"Sit down," Principal Guo pointed to the sofa next to him, looked Zhang Yang up and down, and said with a smile.
Zhang Yang originally thought that the principal would be over sixty like Professor Li, but he was a little surprised to see him so young.
Principal Guo has a square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He has the mature and steady charm unique to a middle-aged man, especially his gestures and gestures that are full of calmness and calmness.
"I heard that you beat a student seriously in the restaurant?"
"I'm not a student, I'm just a scoundrel. I just want to teach him a lesson."
Zhang Yang understood that a ruffian like Brother Kun would probably be a headache for the school, so it might be in line with their ideas to teach him a lesson himself.
"Do you know what the consequences will be if you get into a fight when you first arrive at school?" Principal Guo looked at him with a serious expression.
"If you are here to pursue the consequences of this matter, I will let the school handle it." Zhang Yang paused and continued: "If there is nothing else, I will go back first."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
"Are you really not afraid?"
"I heard from Professor Li that you didn't come to me to discuss fighting, right?"
"Haha, you are indeed different from ordinary students." Principal Guo showed a smile on his face and continued: "I just heard from Professor Li that you are good at bone setting and your skills are skilled. It is not easy for Professor Li to praise you so much."
Principal Guo was straightforward at first, without too many polite words, which shows that he is also a very pragmatic person.
"I just understand a little bit."
Zhang Yang paused for a moment and then continued: "In fact, the so-called bone repair, whether it is traditional Chinese or Western medicine, is the same method. It restores the fractured and broken parts of the bone to its original appearance, and relies on the bone's own repair ability to achieve a healing effect."
Facing the principal, he did not want to be overly modest and even showed off deliberately.
"Yes, but Western medicine can cure quickly, but Chinese medicine takes much longer to treat. This is why people don't choose Chinese medicine."
Principal Guo did not ask too much about the treatment process, but went directly to the broad scope of traditional Chinese and Western medicine. He obviously had other ideas, but his analysis was very accurate.
"Western medicine only relies on external medical equipment for treatment. After all, surgery is very harmful to the human body."
Zhang Yang did not want to show weakness and continued: "Traditional Chinese medicine pays more attention to the self-healing ability of human body organs, and the effect is better than Western medicine."
"But the process is slow. People's lives are very fast now and we don't have so much time to treat slowly." Professor Li suddenly said.
"In fact, traditional Chinese medicine can also be used. Among the thirteen medical disciplines, one has been forgotten by people. If it is passed down, it can achieve such results."
Principal Guo looked at Zhang Yang intently, as if these words were said to him deliberately, observing the reaction on his face.
"You are talking about Zhu Youke, right? But unfortunately it has been lost and has only been seen in historical records." Professor Li had obviously heard of it, with a look of regret on his face.
"No, if my guess is correct, Zhang Yang should be the successor of Zhu Youke." Principal Guo looked at Zhang Yang with a smile, his face full of confidence.
"What? You said he is the successor of Zhu Youke?" Professor Li glanced at Zhang Yang, his face full of surprise and doubt.
Zhang Yang smiled, but began to feel uneasy in his heart, not knowing whether he should admit it or not.
The master told him that to be precise, his sect can only be a branch of Zhu Youke, so he cannot be said to be a descendant of Zhu Youke, just a Fu doctor.
"I'm sorry, I'm not. I just know a little bit about bone setting." After thinking deeply, Zhang Yang decided to deny it.
"Who did you learn your bone-setting skills from?"
"I sprained my foot when I was a child, and a charlatan helped me treat it. I was curious, so I asked him to teach me, so I understood a little bit."
His lie can be said to be very far-fetched, and it is just a way of coping.
"Well, it's a pity, but it's a miracle that you can achieve this level of bone-setting skills."
Sure enough, Principal Guo was confused, but he did not continue to ask, with a disappointed look on his face.
Professor Li just said that he could set bones in such a short time, which was enough to impress him with this young man.
At this time, the class bell rang. Principal Guo glanced at Professor Li and said, "Professor Li, you go to class first. I will chat with classmate Zhang Yang alone for a while."
Professor Li left the principal's office, leaving only himself and Principal Guo, which made Zhang Yang feel more calm. He had a vague feeling that Principal Guo had some kind of connection with Zhu Youke.
"You are from Danxia Mountain, have you ever heard of Qingyun Temple?"
Principal Guo returned to his desk, took a look at Zhang Yang's recommendation letter, and said doubtfully.
His words shocked Zhang Yang. As a principal, if he knew Zhu Youke, it meant that he was academically profound.
But when it comes to Qingyun Temple, does it have anything to do with the master?
I heard from the master that although Qingyun Temple has been in Danxia Mountain for many years, it is rarely known to outsiders. Even the residents at the foot of Danxia Mountain are rarely known.
And the vice president of the medical university actually brought it up, which couldn't help but surprise him.
"I think I heard someone mention it in the past, but then there was no news." Zhang Yang frowned, and with his honest face, what he said was true.
"Oh, yes, after all, you were still a child at that time."
Principal Guo sighed, full of melancholy and sadness, turned around and walked to the window, staring out the window blankly, lost in thought again.
From his words, Zhang Yang was certain that there was some connection between him and Qingyun Temple.
More importantly, Zhang Yang was confused about whether he knew about his life experience.
But since he has denied it, he can't ask any more questions. He can only look for opportunities to inquire about the principal later.
Suddenly there was a rush of footsteps in the corridor, and then the office door was pushed open with a bang, indicating the inner nervousness of the visitor.
"Principal Guo, it's not good." A young man about twenty years old broke in and said with rapid breathing.
The young man was dressed in sports and leisure clothes. He looked handsome, and his short-cut hair made him look neat and capable. His face was covered with sweat. He had obviously been running all the way.
"Xiao Yang, why are you in such a hurry?" Principal Guo showed displeasure on his face, obviously blaming him for breaking in without knocking on the door, which was very rude.
"Principal Guo, Steve..."
Xiao Yang did not continue speaking, but glanced at Zhang Yang in the office, with a troubled look on his face.
"What's wrong with him? Just tell him."
"His condition has relapsed again, even worse than last time. The doctor said he may be life-threatening," Xiao Yang said.
"Relapse? How is this possible?" Principal Guo frowned tightly, with a look of surprise on his face, and he became anxious in his words.
"But it's very serious, so I rushed to inform you." Xiao Yang was still breathing heavily, wiping the sweat from his forehead and saying firmly.
"You go back to class first." Principal Guo turned to Zhang Yang and turned around immediately: "Let's go and take a look."
After saying that, he ignored Zhang Yang who was still sitting on the sofa and walked out of the office with Xiao Yang.
"Principal Guo, if you don't mind, can I go with you to have a look? It can be considered as having more contact with patients, which will be helpful for future study."
Zhang Yang saw that such a steady person was so anxious. It was obvious that something big had happened, so his curiosity made him decide to go and have a look.
"You'd better go back to class. There will be plenty of opportunities for clinical practice in the future." Principal Guo turned around and refused.
"When I came here, Academician He told me not to study hard, but to seize clinical opportunities. Only by being exposed to more cases can we make greater progress."
Zhang Yang's eyes flashed with cunning, thinking that although he didn't know Academician He, he didn't even know what the academician's title was.
But since his letter of introduction can place you into the preparatory class, it's better to move out and try it out first to see if you can bluff people and see how much weight he has.
"Okay then, let's go." Principal Guo glanced at the letter of introduction on his desk. There was a hint of helplessness in his words, but he still agreed.
"Principal Guo, this..." Xiao Yang looked at Zhang Yang again, with a puzzled look on his face, but he hesitated to speak.
"Stop nagging, hurry up and leave." Principal Guo scolded Xiao Yang with anger on his face.
"Yes Yes."
The three of them hurried out of the office building together. At this time, the school was in class, and the campus seemed particularly quiet.
When Wen Lan sent Zhang Yang to school, she had already briefly introduced Donghai Medical University.
As a well-known medical university in Donghai City, it naturally has its own affiliated hospital, but it is also the only professional traditional Chinese medicine hospital.
Bypassing the teaching building, passing through a wide green belt, they soon arrived at the back of the affiliated hospital. The three of them walked in immediately and walked directly to the special ward on the second floor. (To be continued)