In the end, Han Sheng didn't say anything.

He really envied Jiang Feng when he said that.

He was ahead of him in his early twenties, and neither medical skills nor fame could match him.

But Han Sheng was still dissatisfied. He believed that Jiang Feng's fame had an inseparable factor from the Chinese Medicine Association. Among them, Mr. Qin, as a well-known figure of the older generation, should have played a lot of roles.

Moreover, before Jiang Feng came, the teachers discussed Jiang Feng, and Han Mei and Lu Hong were very impressed, which made Han Sheng very dissatisfied.

Now that Jiang Feng has landed, Han Sheng said that he would let Jiang Feng see his skills no matter what. The future is long, and there is still time to cure Jiang Feng in the future.

Han Sheng thought so, so he stopped talking. In fact, he was shocked by Jiang Feng's eyes just now.

Mr. Huang looked at Jiang Feng unexpectedly: "Don't you consider it?"

Jiang Feng shook his head, what a joke, he came here to teach diagnosis, and for the successor of traditional Chinese medicine, he must diagnose him.

As for history... this is a waste of time for Jiang Feng.

It is also possible to read pharmacology by yourself, but only diagnosis is his purpose.

When he heard Zhao Hongdou's teaching diagnosis, Jiang Feng was thinking about how to change his position from him, which is much more convenient now.

Mr. Huang said nothing and nodded: "Time is coming soon, you can prepare."

Jiang Feng had already been ready. While waiting for class, he and Zhao Hongdou, Han Mei, Lu Hong and Huang left the office with a greeting.

Han Sheng curled his lips disdainfully and watched Jiang Feng leave.

Jiang Feng found the Traditional Chinese Medicine Teaching Building according to Zhao Hongdou's instructions.

Compared with other subjects, although traditional Chinese medicine has declined, its storefront is still very strong and the teaching building is also very large. Although there are few students in it, there is no shortage of various equipment.

Jiang Feng came early, and some students had just walked into the teaching building.

Jiang Feng looked for the classroom, found a random seat to sit down, and observed the students entering one after another.

The students in groups of three or three were talking to each other. Some of them slept soundly before they woke up, some were drowsy, some were playing with their mobile phones, and some were reading novels... This look reminded Jiang Feng of his student career in Siye, and he was a little moved.

“Huh?

Are you new here?”

When a student saw Jiang Feng's new face, he couldn't help asking curiously.

Jiang Feng nodded: "New."

“Which school was transferred?”

"You actually chose traditional Chinese medicine?

Brother, I admire your courage.”

"Fortunately, I'm not a handsome guy."

"Brother, tell me, is it that the family forced you to come?"

Faced with the inquiry from a group of people, Jiang Feng smiled without saying a word.

As the class bell rang, the discussions of the students did not stop and moved out of Jiang Feng.

"I heard that a new teacher is coming today, so I don't know which one to teach."

"Who and who?

What is the name of the new teacher? It’s not an old man.”

“How old is it?

Are you handsome or not?”

A female classmate asked curiously.

"It must be an old antique again."

"I don't know who it is. It's not announced above. How do I know who it is? I just heard of it."

Jiang Feng smiled slightly and walked to the podium step by step with the book in his arms.

All the students looked at Jiang Feng suspiciously.

"Hello, classmates, I am your new teacher, Jiang Feng from the teaching and diagnosis department."

The school is silent.

The needle can be heard.

Then a burst of surprise discussion broke out.

"Jiang Feng?

Damn, isn’t this a fierce man who challenges the needle king Yang Shijie?”

"You are wrong, it's Yang Shijie challenging Jiang Feng."

"Are you really Jiang Feng?

A new generation of needle kings?”

"I heard that Jiang Feng has three heads and six arms, and it looks very ordinary."

"It won't be fake."

"I said he looked familiar before, but it turned out to be Jiang Feng."

For this group of students, Jiang Feng attracted everyone's attention like a novelty.

Perhaps, in the boring coursework, Jiang Feng's arrival activated the stagnant water that had been silent for a long time.

But no one knows whether it can be a living water.

No one knows how long this excitement can last, and most people are just curious about Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng did not disturb the students' discussions. After the discussions gradually subsided, he looked at the time: "Your discussion took ten minutes."

"What's the meaning?"

Some students wondered.

“My time is precious.”

"cut."

Many students disagree. Although Jiang Feng is a wise man, he is just in traditional Chinese medicine. Among this group of students, except for those who really like traditional Chinese medicine, most of them do not buy Jiang Feng’s account.

"Can you be quiet?"

A fat student stood up angrily: "Teacher Jiang is the new generation of needle kings. It is our honor to teach us. It would be fine if you don't welcome me, but I'm still making excuses here."

"Fatty Zhu, what are you doing? What qualifications do you have to point fingers here."

"Don't call me Fatty Zhu."

"I'll call you Fatty Zhu, and I'll call you Fatty Pig. Why, do you want to fight?"

"Fifteen minutes."

Jiang Feng squinted his eyes on the podium and looked at the students with a smile on his lips: "What else do you want to say to speak freely."

Jiang Feng's words were plain, but for some reason, all the students began to keep silent when they met his eyes.

After all, teachers still have a certain intimidation to students.

"Now, are you finished?"

Jiang Feng's face gradually became serious: "That's great, it's my turn to say it now."

"To introduce myself again, the rivers of rivers, the peaks of mountains."

Jiang Feng said, writing his name on the blackboard.

He continued: "In my class, I have to raise my hand when talking and asking questions. I am not an urban management company, and I am not a vegetable market, so you must understand this rule.

I think this is a rule that every student should know. It is appropriate for students to respect teachers. If you respect me, I will naturally respect you too.”

Looking at the students below, Jiang Feng looked calm: "I don't know why you chose Chinese medicine because of you, and I don't want to know. Since I have entered the classroom, I am your teacher again, and I will teach you what I have learned.

But before that, I think I need to tell you what traditional Chinese medicine is.”

"Teacher, I know this."

"rule."

Jiang Feng looked at the thorn, and it was him who took the lead in making excitement.

Lin Xiao gritted his teeth and raised his hand again: "Teacher, we know what traditional Chinese medicine is. As you said, it has been delayed for fifteen minutes now. If it is not necessary, let's not say it."

"Then tell me, what is traditional Chinese medicine?"

"Traditional medicine is traditional Chinese medicine, also known as Chinese medicine.

It is a discipline that studies human physiology, pathology, and diagnosis and prevention of diseases.

Traditional Chinese medicine is expected to have four major categories of listening, listening, cutting, acupuncture, pharmacology and other branches, which are a profound discipline."
Chapter completed!