The Greatest Daoist Miracle Doctor

With a cold hum, Huang Yi looked at Xia Bing, coughed and said, "President Xia, as a colleague for many years, I need to remind you that you have to pay attention to the overall quality of the teaching team! Even if you are not afraid to stink your acupuncture and moxibustion college, you have to consider the overall situation, and worry about the reputation of our whole university of traditional Chinese medicine! "

Huang Yi turned to Ye Feng and said with a sneer, "you can't make a pot of soup just because of a stinky fish! You say, don't you? Dr. Ye

Huang Yi accentuated the tone of the word "doctor". Immediately, he narrowed his eyes and looked closely at Ye Feng, saying: "as long as Ye Feng explains, your disgusting indifference in front of students will be completely gone. After seeing you, how can you be arrogant? "

Who knows, Ye Feng smell speech, just smile, look directly at Huang Yi, lips slightly open, only lightly said two words: "fart!"

The whole classroom burst into laughter.

The laughter lasted for a long time. It was obviously intentional.

Huang Yi clearly remembers that in the last class, Yuan Rongrong asked a question far away from the topic, and Ye Feng also quoted classics and explained it.

Who ever thought that this time, Ye Feng was so vulgar that he dared to scold in front of all the students? He's been hacked to death now. How dare he do that?

Huang Yi reddened his face, stretched out his hand and pointed to Ye Feng. His face was distorted. When the laughter in the classroom calmed down, Huang Yi said angrily, "what did I say? What did I say? What qualifications do you have for a scum

Huang Yi threw his sleeve in a rage. It's the first time that he's been insulted in public and called "fart"!

However, just then, one of the students stood up, pushed his glasses and said in a loud voice, "Dean Huang, I don't think you should be angry!"

All eyes of the audience turned to the student.

Thin body, wearing glasses, this student is Lin Yuanzhi, the only grandson of Lin guangbai!

"I'll tell you a little story for president Huang, and he'll know why he shouldn't be angry!" Lin Yuanzhi continued solemnly, "when Su Dongpo was in Guazhou, he had a deep relationship with the abbot of Jinshan Temple, Buddhist monk Foyin. They often talked about Zen together. One day, Su Dongpo wrote a poem. He sent his boy across the river to ask Buddhist monk Foyin to comment on it. The poem goes like this: "the sky is in the middle of the sky, and there is no light at all. The eight winds can't move, so I sit in the purple lotus. " It means: my heart is no longer tempted by the outside world, just like the Buddha sitting on the lotus seat. After reading the poem, Foyin laughed and said nothing. He wrote two words on it and asked the boy to take it back. When Su Dongpo opened it, he read "fart" on it. He was very angry. He immediately took a boat across the river to find the Zen master. At this time, the Zen master had been waiting for him by the river. When he met Su Dongpo, he only said two words: "the eight winds can't blow, just a fart to cross the river!"! After hearing this, Su Dongpo was ashamed, but he went further in his meditation. "

When Lin Yuanzhi said this, he pushed his glasses again and said, "president Huang, it's the same" fart ". Some people are enlightened when they hear it, and some people jump when they hear it. This is the real reaction to quality."

"Ha ha ha!" After listening to Lin Yuanzhi's remarks, the students laughed and clapped warmly.

Huang Yi was almost mad, but in the face of Lin Yuanzhi's words, he had nothing to say. He was so angry that he trembled all over and pointed to Lin Yuanzhi: "you, what's your name?"

"My name is Lin Yuanzhi! President Huang! Yuanzhi is the word "Yuanzhi" in traditional Chinese medicine Lin Yuanzhi is still that serious appearance, seriously said.

This kind of appearance makes the students laugh more than ever.

"You, you, you student, are just enough!" Huang Yi, who is red eyed, is just like a clown. It's ridiculous.

"Well, if it's not enough, it's not up to you! It's not up to you in our acupuncture and moxibustion college! " One side of Xia Bing Dean, but it is to embrace arms, cold voice said.

Huang Yi glares at Xia Bing and is tongue tied, unable to speak for a moment.

If time could go back, Huang Yi would not have come to this acupuncture college this morning. If he had known that, how could he hide in a corner and watch jokes secretly?

Angrily, Huang Yi puts down an angry hum. Huang Yi stumbles and rushes out of the classroom. When I was going out, I tripped over the threshold and almost fell down.

"Ha ha ha!" A group of students, once again burst out of exaggerated laughter.

He watched Huang Yi run away.

When the audience finally calmed down, ye fengchong and Lin Yuanzhi held out their thumbs: "Yuanzhi is right. The eight winds can't blow, and a fart can't cross the river. This consideration is the level of mood cultivation. The eight styles of Buddhism refer to the eight situations of "reputation, ridicule, destruction, reputation, profit, decline, hardship and happiness". In Huangdi's Canon of internal medicine, there are also eight styles. What are these eight styles? Today we are going to learn "the Yellow Emperor's Canon of internal medicine. Plain questions. On the suitability of different methods."Ye Feng once again skillfully solved the problem and introduced the new lesson to be taught today.

The students are energetic and read aloud with Ye Feng. The atmosphere of the class is not affected at all, just like every class before

Xia Bing and Dong Er under the stage, looking at all this, were both excited and filled with tears.

No problem, it's hard to live in Yefeng! There is no difficulty, can beat Ye Feng! He is the real "eight winds do not move"!

What is sense of security?

Such a man is the most secure!

It has nothing to do with being strong or not, age, wealth or status

And to the last stage of this class, it is still the time to teach unique skills.

As soon as Ye Feng opened his mouth, another student rushed to the platform.

You may have asked, why are so many of Ye Feng's students sick?

In fact, the problem is that when people eat cereals, they have feelings of joy, anger, sorrow and fear. They live in five regular ways, and they don't eat and drink properly. How can there be no minor problems?

Just like the student in front of him, he was thin and like a strong little monkey. As soon as he rushed to the stage, he said to Ye Feng impatiently, "Mr. Ye, I have red eye! My eyes hurt badly. I've dropped a lot of medicine. It doesn't work. I'm dying. Please help me to have a look! "

This student is very anxious. He has been suffering from this red eye disease for several days, but he can't be cured by dropping any medicine. But this student is also acute. He takes a small mirror every day and looks at his eyes, hoping to get better immediately. As a result, the more he looks, the more he gets angry, and the more serious he gets. In recent days, my eyes are blurred.