Heavenly Address Book

"Thank you, Professor Chen. Thank you." Professor Huang took Chen Feng's hand and said thanks.

It's hard to imagine that a professor would thank a 20-year-old young man so politely. It's just like seeing his Savior.

But they can understand that, in a certain sense, Chen Feng is Professor Huang's second life saver.

"You're welcome. It's a piece of cake." Chen Feng gently tunnel.

It's a piece of cake!

"Hiss ~ ~"

the whole audience gasped.

This miraculous array can activate the neurons that have been dead for many years. This medical method, this acupuncture technique, is unheard of. Is it just a simple gesture?

If it's all a piece of cake, isn't modern medicine all cooked?

If it's all a piece of work, what about the living dead? Can we do it again?

The audience was silent, and those who ridiculed, looked down on, and ridiculed were ashamed. They felt their medical talent, academic reports, and international medical awards they had won. Professor Chen, who is called Professor Chen, is not worth mentioning at all. It is just like a child who is a family member.

Even, the front row of professors, Chen Feng's eyes have become, that kind of respect if ghosts, is not a doctor at all.

Because Chen Feng's medical skills have completely subverted their cognition, their knowledge and even their imagination.

At that time, it seems that the most simple way to see the effect of Zhao Xueer was to scrape the forehead with Chen's eyes.

And now, they are really different.

Professor Huang sat back with excitement, while Chen Feng, as if standing on the top of a mountain, looked at all the small mountains.

"Anyone who has any questions to ask, I can answer them one by one."

This time, no one spoke at all.

Chen Feng whether it is Chinese medicine, or the ability to give acupuncture, which has been very good to his medical interpretation incisively and vividly, what can they say?

They have insulted themselves once. Do they want to come again?

Even Feng Xiayu, the most skeptical, and President Yan were silent and flushed. They didn't know what to say.

"In that case, the course continues."

Chen Feng did not start from the development of traditional Chinese medicine, theory, and some works, but explained it with the most shocking attitude. This time, everyone was engrossed, just like a clever pupil, as if afraid to miss every word of Chen Feng.

Until the end of the three hour course, all the people seemed to be fascinated. No one went to the bathroom or even sat for three hours. It was like a petrified state. They still felt that they were not satisfied with this or that.

Even if more than half of the whole open class is boring knowledge, everyone can listen with interest.

This is the charm of Chen Feng's teaching. It is also the first time that all the people present, including those who are not medical students, feel that traditional Chinese medicine has such a great attraction.

It seems that the course of Feng Yu's life is over.

"It's true that listening to your words and reading more than ten years' books, I didn't expect that the traditional Chinese medicine we knew could develop to such a high level as Qi medicine in the legend. It's unheard of."

Having said that, Feng Xiayu stood up and said respectfully to Chen Feng: "Professor Chen, it's just my rudeness. I'll make amends to you."

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