On Monday, at the entrance of No. 1 Middle School, the place was surrounded and crowded.

Luo Yun felt strange. During the morning rush hour, the traffic around the campus of No. 1 Middle School was under great pressure and traffic was not smooth, which was normal. But today, the congestion was too unusual and could be described as unprecedented.

What Lin Fei’s so-called good show is referring to this?

It seems that everyone feels good, and everyone is laughing so hard that they can't help themselves.

What kind of bad ideas did Xiyang come up with torture Li Jiahao?

Unexpectedly, she decided to go in and take a look. She struggled to squeeze into the crowd.

Finally, when Luo Yun squeezed into the innermost, he saw everything that was happening inside, but he couldn't help but burst into laughter like the people around him.

At the main entrance of No. 1 Middle School, there is a flower bed more than a half meter high. Li Jiahao was wearing a flower skirt, with two rabbit ears on his head, bloody mouths, and exaggerated eyeshadows. He stood on the flower bed, twisting his butt and singing the Internet song, "Don't be obsessed with me anymore, my brother is just a legend."

Under the leadership of Lin Fei and Xiyang, a group of boys from Class 6 continued to cheer for Li Jiahao.

This guy in Xiyang doesn't speak much, but now it seems that he is still a bad idea.

Just when the scene was lively and chaotic, the director of the No. 1 Middle School came over with three or four security guards.

The head teacher's surname is Chang, wearing a black Zhongshan suit, with a smooth and smooth middle-parted head, combed without any confusion.

He sternly scolded the onlookers and students, "You are all full and have nothing to do, right? If you don't go back to the classroom to start self-study, I will punish you one by one."

He walked up to Li Jiahao: "Are you in a bad mood? Security guard, pull this person away."

When Li Jiahao saw him coming, his heart fell into his stomach. "Director Chang, I am Li Jiahao."

Li Jiahao's father is a director, and he can still get along with the relationship between the Party School classmates when he is in conflict with Director Chang. Therefore, Director Chang has always favored Li Jiahao and turned a blind eye to his evil deeds in the school.

Unexpectedly, the protagonist of today's farce was Li Jiahao, and Director Chang really picked up a hot potato.

It’s not right to criticize Li Jiahao next, nor is it not right to criticize him.

Director Chang was wise and said, "Don't jump, come to my office."

He pulled Li Jiahao and left the crowd and headed towards the administrative office.

As soon as the protagonist left, the show ended. The hundreds of people watching in front of the gate of the No. 1 Middle School also dispersed and went to do their own things.

Luo Yun walked to Lin Fei and Xiyang and said, "This drama is pretty, but unfortunately I'm worried that you two will get into any trouble? Can Li Jiahao give up?"

Xiyang didn't say anything, nodded to Luo Yun, and thought that he had said hello, so he pulled the flip flops and walked lazily towards the classroom.

Lin Fei said: "It's not that we cause trouble, but that we come to us on our own initiative. No matter what Li Jiahao thinks and does, I am a soldier who is a general who blocks the water and soil. I will never bear to swallow my anger and suffer a loss."

Luo Yun frowned and said, "Be careful that you can drive the ten thousand years of ship, you should pay attention."

Time flies very quickly, and it is afternoon in a blink of an eye. After two more self-study classes, you can get off school.

Xiyang said to Lin Fei: "You should skip two self-study classes with me in the afternoon. Go home with me. My mother has something to do with me, so I need your help."

When Lin Fei heard this, he probably might have had Xiyang's mother's condition recurred, so he packed up her schoolbag and followed Xiyang in advance.

A black Audi was parked downstairs of Xiyang's house. Xiyang saw it and muttered: "It turns out that Uncle Ming has arrived. Today's matter is really difficult."

When he walked into the living room of Xiyang home, Lin Fei saw three people in it, one was Xiyang's mother, a middle-aged man in a gray suit, and a doctor.

The man in the suit saw Xiyang and immediately stood up, nodded and said hello to him: "Young Master, you are back. This head has grown taller again, and looks a bit macho."

Xiyang said: "Uncle Ming, my mother and I are very happy that you can come over. My mother's eyes have been completely cured, and there is no need to undergo surgery. No matter what the meaning is there, you will go back for me."

Uncle Ming shook his head, "I guessed that I couldn't convince you. The master asked me to invite clinical experts to come over. He can answer any questions."

Uncle Ming pointed his hand at the doctor in a white coat beside him.

The doctor immediately stood up and introduced himself to Xiyang: "My surname is Han, I am the director of the Military Region Medical Research Institute, a doctoral student who returned from studying abroad, and has a high professional title."

This is a self-introduction? This is clearly a self-proclaimer.

Director Han continued: "I think Ms. Chen's eyes are sometimes good and sometimes bad, which means that her vision is undergoing progressive degeneration. It is necessary to have surgery and conduct a thorough examination to clarify the cause and formulate corresponding treatment plans."

The Ms. Chen he mentioned was Xiyang's mother, Chen Qian.

Uncle Ming also nodded constantly and expressed his agreement.

Xiyang turned his head and asked his mother, "Your eyes are fine now, right?"

Chen Qian looked at her son and Lin Fei gently and said, "There is no problem. I can read books, watch TV, and browse my phone. It's the same as before."

Xiyang said: "Uncle Ming, you have heard it all. My mother's eyes have been cured, and there is no need to do surgery at all. You and this expert don't have to worry. Go back and make it clear to the other side."

Xiyang threw the slippers on the carpet and pulled Lin Fei to sit on the sofa together.

"It's impossible to be cured." Director Han said confidently, "I dare to promise that you were cheated."

Looking at the whole city, who else dares to challenge him at his level? And he cannot guarantee that this disease will be cured 100%.

Liar? After he said this, Lin Fei couldn't sit still.

Lin Fei said: "I treated Aunt Chen's illness."

Director Han and Uncle Ming looked at each other and showed an incredible expression. He seemed to be a middle school student and could cure his illness? Isn't it a joke?

Uncle Ming asked Lin Fei: "Even Korean experts cannot determine the cause of the disease. You are the confirmed cause, so how can you cure it?"

Lin Fei told him all the questions about Chen Qian's diagnosis and treatment methods.

After hearing this, Director Han waved his hands repeatedly: "Traditional Chinese medicine is completely nonsense and does not conform to science."

Lin Fei couldn't help but feel angry. Western medicine has only developed for many years, and its understanding of the human body is nothing more than a fur. Traditional Chinese medicine is a national heritage for thousands of years. Its exquisiteness is still unknown to the world. Why does it become a dregs when it comes to the mouths of these experts?

He hates people who hold Western medicine's thighs the most, and can only rely on the data of so-called detection instruments to cure diseases, and slander and discredit traditional Chinese medicine.

Of course Lin Fei couldn't convince himself. He snorted coldly: "Traditional Chinese medicine looks, listens, asks, and cuts, acupuncture and acupoints are all great questions. What do you know?" It is obvious that the Korean expert is not good at his level, and he doesn't understand Chinese medicine, so he insists on slandering him.

Director Han was so angry that he was taught a lesson by a child who was younger than his son: "Even the dean of the medical school should give in front of me, you dare to talk to me like this at such a young age?"

Lin Fei said with confidence: "I am just talking about the facts, not talking about seniority with you. If you are wrong, I can point it out."

Xiyang sat aside and saw Lin Fei and Director Han having an argument. Not only did he not persuade him, he narrowed his eyes at Lin Fei, "If you don't agree, just fuck him."

When Chen Qian heard his son say this, she quickly pushed him with her hand, "Don't talk nonsense, you and Lin Fei are both good kids, you can't fight."

"What I mean is that when Lin Fei competes with this surname Han, he will follow whoever has the real ability and your treatment plan." Xiyang said without caring.

When Uncle Ming heard this, he thought for a while and said, "Young Master is right. Since that's the case, you can compare."

Director Han was able to speak, and his old illness immediately relapsed and began to provoke again: "I won't speak today, just look at me, ask questions and cut them to see what disease I have? Let me experience the great knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine."

He stretched out his wrist to Lin Fei.

What are the slippery pulses, weak pulses, thin pulses, and floating pulses? Can it be better than those large instruments by touching your wrist? He doesn't believe it. Moreover, if Lin Fei asked him, he would definitely not answer according to the truth.

Today he wants Lin Fei to make a fool of himself on the spot.

Lin Fei shook his head and pushed his hand back, "I don't even need to diagnose my pulse, it's enough to see it."

"Your family is from a close family, right? I asked you to see a doctor, not to calculate your birth date." Director Han almost laughed out loud.

Under the Qi-seeing technique, Lin Fei had already seen the problem of Director Han at a glance. He said slowly: "You have gastritis. Although you usually eat a lot, you are still hungry easily. You are under great pressure during the day, you are anxious and uneasy. You have insomnia often. Even if you can fall asleep, you will have a light sleep." He paused for a moment, hesitated for a moment, and continued, "You should like to eat salty foods. The taste is heavier than ordinary people, and you are unable to have sex."

Director Han, who was arrogant just now, has now become depressed: "How did you know?"

What Lin Fei said now is exactly the same as the results shown in his physical examination report. The only difference is that the physical examination report does not indicate that he has a heavy taste in eating and is powerless in sex, but these two are also correct.

He almost thought Lin Fei could read minds or invisibility, and spy on his privacy completely.

Lin Fei said humorously: "This is just a little trick. You can see a doctor by looking at your face. This is an era of looking at your face. Don't you know?"

"You must explain it to me clearly, how did you know." Director Han said pleadingly. He no longer had the arrogance he had just now. His curiosity was attracted by Lin Fei's words. Now he must break the casserole and ask the question to the end.

Lin Fei said: "When you look at your face, you know the disease. This is very basic in traditional Chinese medicine. Director Han, your nose is red and your speech is breathless, which means your stomach function is weak and inflammation. When you speak, when your mouth is closed, your chin is not smooth, but bumpy, which means your cervical lumbar vertebrae. You speak more and faster, which will damage your heart qi. In traditional Chinese medicine, the heart controls blood. If your heart is insufficient, people will be anxious during the day and have insomnia and dreams at night. I see that your face is dark and your kidney qi is black, indicating that your kidney function is weak. People have weak kidneys and their body spontaneously prefer salty foods. Men have kidney deficiency, so of course they will have sex."

"You are so awesome. You are right, there is nothing wrong with it." Director Han was completely shocked by Lin Fei and nodded constantly.
Chapter completed!