"What?"

Liu Xianping seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world. He is the number one professor of traditional Chinese medicine at Funan Medical University, a visiting professor at the School of Traditional Medicine of the University of California, and a member of the China Acupuncture Council.

The banners at home are hung with two walls, and there are countless academic papers published. I still need to listen to your class as a young boy?!

"Young man, the most important thing in life is to respect teachers and respect our teachers. Have you never heard of my reputation as Liu Xianping at the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine of Funan Medical University?"

Liu Xianping's eyes were like a knife, and he shot straight towards Qin Fei, questioning him in a deep voice.

When Qin Fei heard his words, he seemed to have heard them somewhere. The last person who said such words later respectfully called himself a true master.

What he said was naturally the master of the traditional Chinese medicine industry in the southwest, Master Liao Lizhang and Liao.

These old professors of traditional Chinese medicine hospitals did not go to the Affiliated Hospital of Funan Medical University that day, so they did not see Qin Fei's magical means that day.

Even if the principal personally told them about Qin Fei's heroic figure that shocked the doctors in the audience at that time, not many people believed that they knew it was just the principal exaggerating it.

What are the difficult and complicated diseases? Maybe their old professors will join forces to diagnose them, and even if they can surpass Liao Lizhang, they may be able to do so. After all, everyone is a Chinese medicine doctor and always has inexplicably confidence in their medical skills.

Qin Fei was rare to look at Liu Xianping, because in his eyes, Liu Xianping was just a grasshopper jumping around. As long as he didn't jump too much into Qin Fei's face, Qin Fei could still save him some face.

"Okay! I have reported to the Education Bureau to Qin Fei's decision to become a professor at the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine. The school has agreed and the school will implement it in accordance with the regulations. If Professor Liu, you have any dissatisfaction, you can appeal to the Education Bureau."

The principal glared at Liu Xianping fiercely. He had no choice but to move out of the Education Bureau to suppress the news. Liu Xianping had a background, which did not mean that he, the principal, did not.

Moreover, Qin Fei cured Ding Zhengmin, and even the mayor was very grateful to him. Even if he went to the Education Bureau, Liu Xianping would only be turned away if he had the mayor's golden words.

"Or, you can go and listen to his open class as Qin Fei said, is there any

Real talent and knowledge, everything is clear."

The principal finally added that there are a large number of students in the open class. Whether Qin Fei is qualified to be a full professor can be found as soon as he goes to the podium.

The professors around him also calmly advised Liu Xianping, who snorted and sat back in his seat in disappointment.

After introducing the old professors of the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine to Qin Fei one by one, the principal took Qin Fei to an office.

He said to Qin Fei: "This is a separate office that I have used some of my private rights to arrange for you. The environment is OK."

This office is 30 to 40 meters wide and is exquisitely decorated. It has a huge floor-to-ceiling window. The room is filled with vitality bonsai. All kinds of office utensils are brand new, and the conditions can be said to be quite good.

Qin Fei nodded: "Well, it's very good, I think it's a bit too luxurious."

In fact, all this is not the principal's use of his personal rights, but the mayor's instructions. He told the principal to keep Qin Fei, at least not to let him leave Yuzhou, and try to be more favorable in all aspects.

Seeing that Qin Fei was quite satisfied, the principal continued, "That's right. Every week, you only have one open class, one class for two hours, and you can arrange the rest of the time freely. In addition, do you need to arrange the school's faculty and staff dormitories for you?"

The faculty and staff dormitories of Funan Medical University are still very good. The school has built two separate buildings, similar to hotel-style apartments, but the university teachers all bought houses outside, so basically they are used by students.

Qin Fei stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, put his hand behind him, turned around and declined, "No need, I have a place to live, I'm troubled by the principal."

"Okay, just arrange your time on the school's official website for your open class. If you have any questions, communicate with the school and I'll leave first."

The principal patted Qin Fei on the shoulder, told him, and then left the office.

Shortly after he left, Qin Fei logged into the school’s official website in the office and arranged the open class to the last class tomorrow afternoon.

The class time came soon, and the entire Funan Medical University was shocked. The professor at the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine, who was only 20 years old, was even younger than some seniors.

There are many discussions,

The old professors in other colleges shook their heads and sighed, and some even secretly cursed the principal. Such young people are afraid that they have not even graduated from college and are not even qualified to be their teaching assistant. Why are they recruited to offer open classes separately?

Among the entire university faculty, the youngest medical genius is 27 or 28 years old. Moreover, others have returned from studying abroad for three or four years, and now they are just a lecturer.

The huge classroom was filled with students. Except for a small number of students who wanted to study hard and earn credits, most of them came with a strange attitude.

Among them, there is naturally Zhou Qianyu, who had long known that Qin Fei would be promoted to professor. She and her classmates occupied the front row early.

There was a noise at the door, and Qin Fei stepped onto the podium calmly with his hand in his pocket, and whispered: "If there is no problem, I will start preparing for the lecture."

The whole classroom suddenly became silent. When they saw Qin Fei in the first year of junior high school, they thought they were just a student. When he stood on the podium, they realized that he was the teacher of this class and the youngest professor in the school!

"Wow! So young? It's not fake, right?"

"Brother, come down quickly and stop making trouble."

"When the professor comes, you will feel better."

After the silence, a burst of laughter broke out, and no one believed that an ordinary person like Qin Fei would be the genius professor.

"I said, go to class!"

Qin Fei's voice was low, his eyes swept around, and his eyes were filled with the pressure of the immortal king, which made all the students feel like they were hit by the head, and they immediately closed their mouths, feeling still scared.

"Today, I will talk about the basic theory of traditional Chinese medicine. I will only talk about it this time. I will never repeat it again in the future. If you don't want to listen, you can leave at any time. There is only one point, don't make trouble for me."

After he finished speaking, he wrote neatly on the blackboard with chalk, ignoring the students.

When the students saw Qin Fei’s young age, he had such a terrifying aura, they immediately calmed down and took out the notebook in their hands.

"Wait a moment! Are you a great professor here to talk about the theoretical basis of traditional Chinese medicine?"
Chapter completed!