Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 80 Super Teacher [10] Mo poured his heart and Jiang Ke smashed it

"As far as your theoretical basis of half a bucket of water is concerned, it is not worthy."

The words fell silent, and the audience was silent.

The people present turned from envy and bewilderment towards Mo Qing to anger and dissatisfaction.

——You brat, you actually humiliated Liang Xuzhi?
Wen Yingxue in the audience finally looked up at Mo Qing.

Liang Xuzhi's eyes looking at Mo Qing gradually turned deep, and there was a dangerous aura in the dark eyes.The next moment, he noticed two eyes sweeping over, it was Jiang Ke who was sitting next to Mo Qing.

Under Jiang Ke's calm eyes, there was coercion hidden.

Liang Xuzhi's eyes flashed.

"Looks like Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon at No. [-] Attached High School." Liang Xuzhi said slowly, with a gentle tone, without any trace of anger, "I should have asked you for advice, but I'm running out of time, so we can discuss it after the lecture is over."

In just a few words, not only did Mo Qing's dismantling behavior be deftly resolved, but also his image of elegance and generosity was maintained.

Mo Qing glanced at Jiang Ke: "It's boring."

Of course she knew that Liang Xuzhi smoothed things over because he was afraid of Jiang Ke.

"They don't know how to practice and only believe in authority. It's not good for you." Jiang Ke doesn't know Chinese medicine, but he understands human nature.

Mo Qing gave a "tsk".

After calming down the turmoil, Liang Xuzhi looked around the audience, and finally, the corners of his lips curled slightly, fixed on Song Yiyuan: "Teacher Song, come here."

Song Yiyuan's heart choked, and the word "良" welled up in his throat, and the moment he said it, he swallowed it abruptly.

He coldly gouged out Liang Xuzhi's eyes.

Liang Xuzhi looked at him, with a cold smile on his lips: "Aren't you happy?"

After a while, Song Yiyuan got up slowly, and replied stiffly: "I don't mind."

There was no sign of "happy" on his face.However, just this is already his biggest step backward.

Liang Xuzhi deliberately pointed him out, just to humiliate him.

He doesn't know Chinese medicine, and he is just a teacher now, so he still has to keep this job, so he can't fight Liang Xuzhi like Mo Qing.

Stepping onto the stage, Song Yiyuan, under Liang Xuzhi's instruction, came behind a curtain in advance.There is a camera inside the curtain, and everything captured will be displayed on the screen simultaneously.

Inside is a sophisticated machine and a bed.When people lie on it for acupuncture, the data and images will be detected by the machine to observe the effect of acupuncture.

The reason why Liang Xuzhi became a professor at a young age is because he is engaged in "data visualization of traditional Chinese medicine".

With this set of equipment, it is impossible for patients to cheat or doctors to cheat.

Data is the real evidence.

Song Yiyuan looked at the machine and the bed with a straight face.

Afterwards, the curtain was lifted, and Liang Xuzhi walked in. When he got close to Song Yiyuan, he paused and said sarcastically in his ear: "The proud son of heaven, how does it feel to be reduced to being an experimental product?"

"Ah."

Song Yiyuan smiled coldly.

Liang Xuzhi sneered: "It's really different when a person loses power, I can bear it."

As soon as his pupils cooled, Song Yiyuan clenched his fists tightly, and his veins twitched.There was anger in his tone: "Are you finished?"

Liang Xuzhi raised his hand and pointed to the simple bed: "Please."

Song Yiyuan took a slow breath, calmed down his anger, and walked towards the bed.

……

offstage.

Mo Qing rubbed her earlobe lightly with her fingers, raised her eyes suddenly, looked at the white curtain on the stage, and immediately squinted her eyes.

She put down her hand and lightly held a needle with her fingertips. The needle fell into the light, but it didn't refract the light. Instead, it was like a bottomless black hole, absorbing all the light.

After a while, Mo Qing said to Jiang Ke, "I'm going to the bathroom."

"Ah."

Jiang Ke gave her a look, which seemed calm, but actually saw through Mo Qing's intentions.

After Mo Qing left, he never came back.

Jiang Ke sat still and watched the play calmly.

In the middle, Song Yiyuan, who had all his clothes off, received a text message and suddenly said that he was going to the bathroom. When he came back a few minutes later, Liang Xuzhi specially checked his body with a machine, and only let him lie on the bed after confirming that there was nothing abnormal.

On the screen, half of the screen shows the picture inside the door curtain, and the other half shows the floating data of the machine.

Originally, the data was rising, but after reaching a peak, there was a sudden change, the data jumped up and down suddenly, and Song Yiyuan, who was lying quietly, twitched violently, with a painful expression on his face.

The audience who witnessed this scene couldn't hold back their noise.

"what happened!"

"Didn't it mean that this technology is very mature and has already been clinically tested? How could it be like this?"

"Is it credible for a well-known professor to have such a problem with on-site acupuncture?"

"I just said that Chinese medicine is unreliable! What data visualization is to fool people! If this needle is inserted, who knows what problems will arise?"

……

The scene boiled instantly, and the audience talked a lot.

When the accident happened, Liang Xuzhi was still calm, but when he heard the discussion in the audience, his face turned green.

"Pull out the needle for me." Song Yiyuan sat up after speaking.

Liang Xuzhi stared at Song Yiyuan coldly: "Lie back."

The fool just went back!

Song Yiyuan wanted to get out of bed immediately.

However, Liang Xuzhi glanced at the two strikers, and the other party understood, and immediately came over and pressed Song Yiyuan's shoulder, and then forced Song Yiyuan back.

How could Song Yiyuan be obedient, he bent his elbow, trying to shake him off.

Bisheng Liang Xuzhi's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and a needle was stuck in Song Yiyuan's arm. Song Yiyuan's hand went numb, and the strength was instantly removed. When he was distracted again, he was pushed back on the bed.

Liang Xuzhi responded calmly, and continued to stick a few needles. First, he told Song Yiyuan to behave a little better, then observed the data, and stepped out of the battle according to the symptoms. After some manipulations, the data actually stabilized.

however--

Only Song Yiyuan and Liang Xuzhi knew that even if Liang Xuzhi did nothing, the data would stabilize in a short time.

The attitude of the audience is not as resistant as before.

"Personal physique is different, and under the same template, the body reacts differently. Record the data of Mr. Song carefully, and study it when you go back." Liang Xuzhi successfully resolved the crisis and told his assistant.

Afterwards, he glanced at Song Yiyuan contemptuously, "Doctor Song..." After a pause, he continued, "Teacher Song, go down."

Song Yiyuan had already got out of bed and put on his coat.

He didn't look at Liang Xuzhi again, and directly lifted the curtain and stepped off the stage.

Although a small accident caused some doubts, it did not have a big impact on Liang Xuzhi, and his reputation and status would not be affected much.

At most, it is an opportunity for those who want to hack him.

Compared with the fact that "the future star that the medical field held in the past is now doing experiments in his hands for people to watch and laugh at", in his opinion, it is nothing at all.

The lecture is coming to an end.

Song Yiyuan left the auditorium first.

When passing a corner, he suddenly heard a chilly voice: "Stupid."

It's Mo Qing.

She leaned against the wall at the corner, crossed her arms, tilted her head slightly, and looked at Song Yiyuan with displeasure.

Song Yiyuan was angry at first, but when he saw Mo Qing talking about him, his expression changed slightly, and he weakly defended: "His needle was pierced too fast."

Mo Qing squinted at him: "You are making trouble."

"I can't lose my face." Song Yiyuan sighed, feeling a little emotional.

Born to be a decent person, I can't do that kind of thing.

"Did you have any grievances with him before?" Mo Qing asked.

"A little bit." Song Yiyuan pondered for a while, and explained, "I used to be quite proud, and many people disliked me. And, in front of Liang Xuzhi, I belittled traditional Chinese medicine."

Mo Qing: "..." No wonder.

"The needle you just pricked me is quite special. Why does it look so familiar?" Song Yiyuan touched his chin and pondered for a moment, "I seem to have seen it somewhere. Where did you buy it?"

"Min Chang's house."

"He..." Song Yiyuan nodded and said, "The things he makes are really unique."

"Ah."

Mo Qing answered vaguely.

Footsteps were heard in the corridor, Mo Qing stood up straight, glanced behind Song Yiyuan, and said goodbye to Song Yiyuan: "I'm leaving."

"Okay." Song Yiyuan nodded, and greeted Jiang Ke when he saw Jiang Ke approaching, "Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Ke nodded with him.

Then, Jiang Ke and Mo Qing left together.

Song Yiyuan smoked a cigarette in the bathroom.He doesn't like smoking, and he used to avoid smoking when he smelled it, but after he came to No. [-] High School, he would smoke one or two occasionally.

After smoking, he estimated that it was almost time, so he returned to the auditorium, watched the audience leave, and said goodbye to his classmates.

Some people recognized him as an experimenter and came to ask about the accident, some were pure spectators, some were reporters with ulterior motives, and he dismissed them with a few words.

When the crowd dispersed, he saw Mrs. Jiang Er looking for Wen Yingxue. She greeted her with a smile, but Wen Yingxue treated her coldly.

Jiang Qiyi didn't want to get involved, so he wandered over.

"Wen Yingxue doesn't want to go back to Mo's house, so why not? I don't understand why they have to beg for nothing." Jiang Qiyi frowned, a little unhappy.

"Then why is your family so polite to a suspected illegitimate child Jiang Ke?" Song Yiyuan glanced at him, "You are still so afraid of him."

Jiang Qiyi choked for a moment: "It's not the same."

"What's the difference?"

"It feels different." Jiang Qiyi couldn't explain clearly, "I'm quite afraid of him. However, he looks unreasonable, but he's actually quite nice and treats everyone very well."

Unlike Wen Yingxue, who directly disfigured him just because he washed his hands.

Song Yiyuan was very interested: "What a good idea?"

"Let's put it this way. Two years ago, when he first came to Jiang's house, he couldn't find a place to live. He lived with us for a while."

After scratching his head, Jiang Qiyi continued: "My mother is careless and doesn't pay attention to whether I eat or not, but during the time he lived, as long as I was hungry, my aunt would send me supper, and if the weather was bad, the family would send The driver is here to pick you up."

"I thought it was my mother who ordered it, but as soon as Jiang Ke left, I lost all treatment. After asking, I found out it was Jiang Ke." Jiang Qiyi sighed.

Song Yiyuan said in surprise: "It's not like he can do it."

Jiang Qiyi nodded hastily: "Yes. I never suspected it was him."

Afterwards, he said, "Actually, his attitude towards the Jiang family is that he doesn't take the initiative to get involved, but if there is anything the Jiang family needs, he will still help."

"Ah."

The one who is willing to take in Mo Qing is indeed a kind person.

"Mr. Song, are you and this Professor Liang not getting along well?" Jiang Qiyi rolled his eyes and changed the subject.

Song Yiyuan smiled, and pushed his shoulder: "Just mind your own business."

He turned to go.

"Not staying any longer?" Jiang Qiyi was extremely bored and asked him to stay.

"No, go back and recuperate."

Song Yiyuan waved his hand without looking back.

The cold wind was howling outside, Song Yiyuan walked out the door, shivered by the wind, and wrapped his coat tightly at the same time.

Acupuncture and moxibustion can strengthen the body, seeing how frozen he is now, you know it is not credible.

Song Yiyuan murmured in his heart, and took a few steps forward.At this moment, something flashed into his mind, and he was taken aback for a moment, showing a look of surprise and bewilderment.

——Min Chang, what a fart.

——Isn’t that the set of acupuncture needles at the auction? !

Song Yiyuan thought for a long time, and finally figured it out.

The legend of co-authoring acupuncture needles is true, and the legendary miracle doctor a hundred years ago... with a high probability, is also true.

Ink poured.

——Did he belittle Chinese medicine in front of Mo Qing?

*
In the car.

Mo Qing was sitting in the back seat, dozing off lazily, but when he moved his foot, he kicked a plastic bag on the ground.She looked down and lifted the plastic bag.

She asked, "What is it?"

Jiang Ke glanced back and said lightly: "Information."

Mo Qing opened the bag, but Jiang Ke didn't stop him.

It was a stack of the latest materials, folklore about "legendary prescriptions".It records the stories of many people fighting for a prescription.

Over the past century, the stories about the prescriptions have been extremely exciting.

"Hide the prescription, scatter it among the people, use special materials and 21 processes to create a sense of mystery, and let those who covet it compete for it. Is this the way you think of spreading it?" Jiang Ke asked unhurriedly.

"Yes." Mo Qing admitted frankly, "Human beings are naturally curious about mysterious things."

Jiang Ke was noncommittal.

Mo Qing looked at the information for a while, and asked curiously, "Is there anyone still snatching this prescription?"

Raising his gaze, Jiang Ke glanced at her through the rearview mirror and said, "There are so many."

"Oh?"

"Liang Xuzhi is one of that group." Jiang Ke said.

This unexpected and reasonable information made Mo Qing raise his eyebrows.

——Is there such a coincidence?

"Is there any medicine available?"

"There is one, which is kept in the Miracle Doctor Village and kept by the village head." Jiang Ke replied.

"Which one?"

"do not know."

Although the genius doctor village has a great reputation, there is very little information that can be found.

I heard that the Miracle Doctor Village is located in a remote village, and just to enter it has to climb several mountains, which is naturally isolated from the outside world.However, it is difficult to enter the village if you really find it, because it has to go through strict examination.

Even the real address of Miracle Doctor Village could not be found on the Internet.

Mo Qing pinched the stack of documents, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked thoughtful.

——Perhaps we can go to this genius doctor village.

*
The accident at Liang Xuzhi's lecture did not cause much waves on the Internet.

There are discussions and doubts, but as soon as it is posted, it is quickly deleted or restricted, and it is difficult for the public to know.

……

On Monday, it snowed again.

Mo Qing got up early in the morning and built two snowmen, which was discovered by Jiang Ke.So Jiang Ke asked Mrs. Chen to make breakfast early, and after Mo Qing finished eating, he asked Peng Zhong to send Mo Qing away.

In the front yard, Jiang Ke stood in front of the door, looking at two snowmen, one big and one small.

The big one looks like him.

Mo Qing stole his coat, hat and scarf at some point, and put them on for the snowman, and also put a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.

The smaller one is Xiao Jiangjiang, who is alive and well, spinning and dancing.

Jiang Ke looked at the snowman that resembled him.

That's not him.

He had never worn that set of clothes, and the style was a bit retro.Paired with a scarf and hat, it looks like it was worn a hundred years ago.Snowman's demeanor and temperament are somewhat cynical, and he has nothing like him.

This snowman is definitely not him.

He thought of the "Officer Jiang" that Xiao Jiangjiang often said in his mouth, and also remembered the person Mo Qing had mentioned who had inextricable connections with him——Jiang Yan.

Is it that person?
Peng Ren held the Wowotou given by Mrs. Chen in his hand, and surrounded the two snowmen and praised: "Master Jiang, our Miss Mo is really talented in art. It's amazing. She looks good, studies well, and has great talents. How can she be so beautiful?" It's that perfect!"

Jiang Ke couldn't bear it anymore: "A few compliments won't save you a bite."

"Oh." Peng Ren took a bite of the steamed bun, feeling very happy. After a while, he asked Jiang Ke suspiciously, "Master Jiang, I'm not exaggerating, can you take two photos? I want to keep it as a souvenir. "

Jiang Ke's eyebrows were slightly cold: "It's smashed."

"Damn it?" Peng Ren almost dropped the bun, "This is the snowman that Ms. Mo got up early in the morning. If it is smashed like this, will she be angry?"

Pengren felt that it was redundant to ask "will it".

Will it?
Of course it will!

A nameless anger rose inexplicably in his heart, Jiang Ke's voice turned cold, and his tone could not be denied: "It's smashed."

Peng Ren flinched and looked at the two snowmen regretfully.

——I can't keep it anymore.

*
Because Peng Zhong sent her to school 10 minutes earlier, Mo Qing rarely enjoyed the quiet early morning on campus.

It was still dark, and not many students came.

Mo Qing walked on the campus at a slow pace, watching the campus landscape after the snow.

Suddenly, with her keen hearing, she heard a voice, she stopped in her footsteps, and heard a voice——

"Make an offer, and give me the parchment that Song Jianghe left behind."

(End of this chapter)