A romantic encounter with a miraculous doctor

In this oppressive atmosphere, the class bell finally rang, and the students took their seats one after another, and those guys who were lying on the ground pretending to be dead also hurriedly got up and hurried back to their seats.

As the bell rang, a bald man in a suit walked into the classroom with a few books in his hands.

This person is Feng Yong, director of the Political and Education Office of the Medical College. He is 1.6 meters tall and looks stern, with a serious face and fierce eyes. Dare to look directly at it.

In the medical school, this Feng Yong can be regarded as the number one person, because his brother-in-law is He Weihua, the president of Jiangling University, so he is domineering and unscrupulous on weekdays. Except for those students with deep backgrounds, almost no one dares to go Offend him.

Of course, this Feng Yong is not useless. Before he came to teach, he worked as a Chinese medicine doctor in a Chinese medicine hospital for several years, and obtained the title of deputy chief physician. Now that he enters the school, he is equivalent to an associate professor. Otherwise, even with the backing of the principal, he would not dare to be so arrogant in this noble academy.

Feng Yong walked up to the podium swaggeringly, put down the textbook in his hand, and glanced at the whole classroom. Seeing that all the students were sitting upright, he nodded in satisfaction, and then started his class.

Feng Yong taught the basic theory of Chinese medicine, and for a genius doctor like Ye Wutian, this basic theory is no different from elementary school mathematics. In addition, Feng Yong's teaching mode is a bit boring, and Ye Wutian gets sleepy the more he listens. In the end, he simply collapsed on the desk and snored.

There was a snoring sound in his class, which was what Feng Yong couldn't bear the most. After fixing his eyes on Ye Wutian, he raised the textbook in his hand and slapped it hard on the table.

"Ah!"

Several drowsy students immediately became refreshed, but Ye Wutian's snoring did not stop, he still lay on the table and slept like a dead pig.

Feng Yong's expression changed, he immediately grabbed a piece of chalk from the chalk box, and threw it viciously at Ye Wutian.

Throwing chalk is one of Feng Yong's unique skills. Every time he sees a student wandering off in class, he will throw the chalk at him. Over time, he got the hang of it. Now, his chalk throwing skills have reached the world-class level level.

The chalk flipped somersaults in the air and threw it at Ye Wutian's head quickly, seeing that Ye Wutian was about to be shot, but when the chalk was only ten centimeters away from his head, Ye Wutian snorted loudly. However, at the same time, his body straightened up with a "swoosh", and his right hand also grasped in front of him like a conditioned reflex, and he grabbed the chalk in his hand. The sensitivity that a master should have.

"Fuck! Which grandson plotted against me with a hidden weapon." Ye Wutian slapped the table and stood up.

The expressions of the whole class were wonderful, some were gloating, some were full of sympathy, and of course some were stunned.

"What's the matter with you classmate!" Feng Yong scolded with a straight face.

"Hey, I'm sorry teacher, just now I thought someone was attacking me with a hidden weapon, so I was impulsive, don't worry, I definitely didn't mean to recognize you as my grandson." Ye Wutian explained with a smile.

Feng Yong's face changed, and he squinted his eyes and asked sharply, "I asked you what happened to you sleeping in class?"

"Teacher, you don't understand this. As the saying goes, sleeping is also an art. How can you stop me from pursuing art?" Ye Wutian replied solemnly.

Fan Xiaoling next to him was already at a loss for what to do, but Hong Yan seized the opportunity to make things worse, "Teacher, this student is not only undisciplined, but also has very bad conduct. Just now, during self-study, he shot and injured me." Several classmates in the class even threw my boyfriend out of the window." Hong Yan sobbed in a decent manner as she spoke, making it as if Lu Wenjie had died, and just now Lu Wenjie was killed. When I threw down the window, I didn't see her sad in the slightest.

"What?" Feng Yong slammed the table fiercely, and said angrily: "Students who behave badly like you are simply ruining the reputation of our school. You can get out now, our school can't tolerate you."

Hearing Feng Yong's words, many students felt sorry for Ye Wutian, who was expelled on the first day of class, it really made people laugh out loud.

Fan Xiaoling looked at Ye Wutian with a look of despair. She originally thought that Ye Wutian's appearance would give her a new life, but she didn't know that this new life had just begun and ended. After Tian left, Hong Yan would definitely intensify her revenge. Could it be that her college life was about to end like this?Fan Xiaoling looked sad.

As for Hong Yan, she was naturally rejoiced. Being able to take this opportunity to get rid of Ye Wutian's confidant trouble made her happier than picking up gold. When he got up, he turned his head and glanced triumphantly at Ye Wutian, and at the same time gave Fan Xiaoling a hard look.

Seeing Hong Yan's frightened look, Ye Wutian could only shake his head, feeling sad for her.

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