Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 245 Qualification [19] Gong Guangyao: I hope you are the one who wrote the question

"Then bring it."

After hearing Mo Qing's words, Gong Guangyao stood up almost immediately.

After he took two steps, he realized something was wrong.

——As a dean, in front of this new student, his aura seemed to be suppressed to death, without any majesty.

Fortunately, he doesn't care much about it.

Taking out a test paper from the drawer, Gong Guangyao called Mo Qing to the desk to do the test.

"Comprehensive test questions, total score 100, time two hours." Gong Guangyao introduced.

"Ah."

Mo Qing nodded slightly.

She sat down and picked up the pen that Gong Guangyao put on the table.

Gong Guangyao glanced at his precious fountain pen, feeling a little unbearable, but Mo Qing had already opened the cap of the pen and started to do the questions.

The words are very beautiful.

It's a pity that it is a running script, which is not suitable for answering questions.

Gong Guangyao watched from the sidelines for a while, and gradually he lost his mind on the pen and fonts.

He was taken aback by Mo Qing's answering speed and accuracy.

"All right."

It was only a quarter of an hour before Mo Qing stopped writing.

Gong Guangyao, who had been watching from the sidelines, looked at Mo Qing blankly with surprise on his face.

Mo Qing handed the test paper to Gong Guangyao: "Here."

Gong Guangyao reached out to take the test paper.

Hands trembling slightly.

He had watched Mo Qing answer the questions, and Gong Guangyao knew it in his heart, but after looking at it carefully, Gong Guangyao was inevitably shocked.

"Are there any wrong answers?" Mo Qing asked leisurely, playing with the pen with his fingers.

"No."

Gong Guangyao took a breath.

Mo Qing asked again: "Then I passed?"

"pass."

Putting the pen back on the desk, Mo Qing raised his eyebrows amusedly: "Then the threshold for your qualification certificate is too low, isn't it?"

Gong Guangyao was startled.

Mo Qing continued: "As early as 100 years ago, your medical school entrance exam papers were more difficult than this."

Gong Guangyao was stunned: "How did you know?"

"..."

Nonsense, she came up with the question.

However, such appalling things cannot be said casually.

Thus, Mo Qing raised his identity: "You should know that I am a descendant of a medical sage."

Gong Guangyao understood.

In the eyes that looked at Mo Qing, there was a little more meaning of separation.

He had expected that Mo Qing had some abilities, even a bit of a medical saint.

However, the medical sage is a legend after all, even Mo Yiting, the only apprentice, didn't learn much from her, the medical skills were all developed by Mo Yiting himself.

How many things can the medical sage pass on to future generations?
Now, Gong Guangyao has changed his mind.

Mo Qing's full-score test paper, which was prepared in a quarter of an hour, is put on the people who took the test this year. If 20.00% of the people can get a passing score, it is not bad.

It is estimated that the graduates of their school who study Chinese medicine can get a score of [-] or [-].

One can imagine Mo Qing's ability.

Mo Qing waited for a while, then asked: "Now can we talk about your purpose?"

"I want to make a new set of test papers." Gong Guangyao put the test papers on the table, looked into Mo Qing's eyes, and said word by word, "I hope you are the one who made the test papers."

"I?"

This time it was Mo Qing's turn to be surprised.

The dean can really trust her.

"You did the answers and questions on the blackboard wall, right?" Gong Guangyao asked suddenly.

"what."

She had already guessed it, and Mo Qing didn't need to deny it.

"It is said that the medical skills of the medical sage come from the Qihuang lineage. The medical skills of this lineage have always been inscrutable, but now they have been faulted. At present, the research of traditional Chinese medicine is just superficial."

Gong Guangyao's tone was sincere: "If you want to revive the medical skills of the Qihuang lineage, the best way to promote it is to test the content of this aspect in the exam."

Mo Qing was puzzled: "Then you do it yourself."

"..." Gong Guangyao was silent for a long time before slowly opening his mouth, "My understanding of the medical skills of the Qihuang lineage is only superficial."

(End of this chapter)