Medical Master

"Talent?"

Dean Qi Kaiwen obviously didn't believe it. He knew that Qiao Mu had a class for the first time today, so he could find talents in one class.

"Really!"

Seeing that the dean didn't believe it, Qiao Mu became anxious and quickly explained the situation in the previous class.

After listening, Qi Kaiwen furrowed his brows tightly, but his eyes were full of surprise, but he still couldn't believe it. A student had almost mastered the knowledge points of the entire book by pre-class preview alone?

This comprehension and memory is a bit appalling!

"That student named Fangqiu didn't learn Chinese medicine before, right?"

Qi Kaiwen asked the most likely question.

"No!"

Qiao Mu quickly shook his head and said, "I asked him before, and he said he hadn't studied before."

This……

Qi Kaiwen is incredible.

It stands to reason that this situation simply does not hold true.

Qiao Mu didn't care so much, and said excitedly: "Dean, whether he has studied Chinese medicine before, the most important thing is that he is now a freshman, freshman!"

Freshman?

Looking at Qiao Mu who kept emphasizing freshmen in front of him, Qi Kaiwen was a little puzzled, and then he thought of something, his eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "You mean the freshmen Chinese medicine knowledge contest?"

"Yes!"

Qiao Mu immediately replied: "The TCM knowledge contest for freshmen of nine TCM universities in Central China will start again in one month. This time it will be held in our school again. If it is like our school last year, it was the last one. I'm ashamed and lost home. Maybe Fangqiu can help us get a city back this time?"

Qi Kaiwen's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he immediately stood up, pacing quickly back and forth in the office, showing the unrest deep in his heart.

"Fangqiu is really so powerful?"

He stopped and asked again suddenly.

"I personally confirmed it!" Qiao Mu replied immediately.

Qi Kaiwen paced again when he heard the words. One minute later, he stopped again and sighed and said: "I still can’t take any chances. Let’s go for normal selection this time. Starting next week, the selection of TCM knowledge for all freshmen in the school will begin. If Qiu really has the strength, he will definitely be number one!"

"If you don't have the strength, then go on scouring the sand, but you have to make sure that you don't disclose anything about the selection to Fangqiu, understand?"

"understand!"

Qiao Mu immediately promised.

After Qiao Mu left, Qi Kaiwen sat down again.

The expression was a little dazed, some expecting, and some worried.

As the dean of the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, the victory or defeat of the TCM knowledge contest is all down to their school. Who made them the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine?

If it's great, it's fine.

If he loses, he will be really ashamed and thrown home. In the future, he, the dean, don't even want to raise his head in school.

So this time we must guarantee to win anyway.

But what he is confused is, can there really be freshmen who can master the knowledge points of the entire book just by previewing?

Qi Kaiwen suddenly thought of a person at this moment, and immediately stood up again and walked out.

...

The second class of Fangqiu University, ancient medicine.

For traditional Chinese medicine, the ancient prose of the student name is necessary, because most of the Chinese medical classics are ancient prose. As a TCM student, if you can't understand the ancient prose, it is tantamount to abolishing martial arts.

The teacher of the medical ancient literature major is an old teacher with thick glasses, giving people a sense of old pedagogy behind the Chinese culture.

Fang Qiu looked forward to the class of ancient medicine.

He has no pressure at all to understand ancient Chinese, but he understands does not mean that others understand!

Now that he has chosen the path of Chinese medicine, he will keep going, not only to save the old man, but also more people who are tortured by the disease.

But how many people can one day be saved by being a doctor, and how many people can be saved in a lifetime?

Only when all TCM students become a generation, can they truly benefit mankind!

Knowing the benefits of ancient Chinese for learning Chinese medicine, he looked forward to this class very much.

At the beginning of the class, the teacher directly asked everyone a question.

"After three months of summer vacation, I wonder who else can memorize any ancient essays in the college entrance examination?"

After asking this question, the whole class looked at Fang Qiu.

After three months of relaxation and fun, they had already returned their high school knowledge to the high school. The last class saw Fang Qiu's greatness. If any of them can recite ancient Chinese, it must be Fang Qiu.

Fang Qiu couldn't help laughing or crying when he saw everyone's eyes.

People are afraid of famous pigs, they are afraid of being strong, and they are also bad side effects.

The teacher followed everyone's gaze to Fang Qiu and asked, "This classmate, it seems that you have a high status in the hearts of classmates. How many old high school ancient prose do you remember?"

Since everyone respects this student so much, they will definitely recite it.

He didn't ask if he remembered any one, but asked a few.

Under everyone's gaze, Fang Qiu stood up, pondered a little, and the high school text in his mind flashed quickly like a movie version, and then said: "Almost all."

Wow!

The audience was shocked.

Even the teacher was shocked.

Sun Hao even slapped his forehead, slandered in his heart, you said he would die if he would have two articles!

You were born to hit people!

Even the boss, Zhu Kaiwen, who has always been very good in Chinese, was jumped by Fang Qiu’s answer. Now he can recite only three or four articles. I wanted to show the limelight after Fang Qiu in the last class and enjoy everyone’s eyes. .

The result is good now.

Plenary!

These two words directly made him hold no temper.

"This classmate is very confident!"

The teacher quickly cleared up his shocked mood, and then asked: "I'm curious, how many points did this student score in the college entrance examination and how many Chinese tests did he take?"

Yes indeed!

Only then did the whole class think of the college entrance examination results.

Your learning ability is so amazing. If you preview a textbook and want to master the whole book, if you ask me to make an "almost plenary session" by recitation of ancient texts, then the college entrance examination results must be very good!

Especially language!

It stands to reason that such a great learning ability is not far away if it is not a top pick in the college entrance examination!

Didn’t you hear that your school came to a character with exceptional grades in the college entrance examination?

Everyone looked at Fangqiu, expecting Fangqiu's answer.

Looking at everyone's gazes, Fang Qiu gave a wry smile. His college entrance examination scores were really not particularly high.

He replied: "132 points in Chinese and 652 points in the college entrance examination."

This result counts as an upper-middle grade, not a particularly good one.

Hearing this result, although everyone thought it was quite high, they didn't think it was too high.

So the look in Fangqiu's eyes was full of doubt.

Just relying on Fangqiu's demonstrated strength, how could he get 680 points to go up, even 700+, it is not impossible.

However, the Chinese score was pretty good, and only 18 points were deducted, which shows that the Chinese is quite good.

What they didn't know was that Fangqiu had released water for the college entrance examination.

If his parents knew that he had released the water, he would definitely be pumped by the big soles, but he did release the water. He deliberately got a low or high score in the exam, so that he could enter Jiangjing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Too high and too eye-catching, it is not good to be forced by the family to apply for a top university like Peking University and Tsinghua University, too low and easy to be brushed down by Jiang TCM, so he controlled his college entrance examination scores well.

"Good grades!"

The teacher praised Fang Qiu, and then said: "It seems that the level of ancient Chinese in our class is relatively good, so I can rest assured."

"But I can rest assured that it does not mean that you can relax. Ancient medical prose is different from ordinary ancient prose. The ancient prose of your high school is a catchy beautiful prose found from the vast ancient books, but the ancient medical prose is not so bright. It's catchy, but it's not easy to understand."

"You must know that ancient medical workers belonged to a low-level profession. Those with a high level of knowledge and ability to write good articles all went to the imperial examination. The writing and writing of medicine is relatively poor, so everyone should correct their mentality and study this medicine that is very helpful to your Chinese medicine. Ancient Chinese."

"it is good!"

The whole class replied collectively.

Seeing that everyone has a good learning atmosphere, the teacher is very happy, and Fang Qiu is also very happy.

He knows that a person's power is limited, and everyone is good.

While Fangqiu was in class, the library.

Qi Kaiwen, dean of the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, appeared at the library's lending desk, standing in front of the librarian at the door, looking at the other party with a complicated expression.

The librarian looked at him calmly.

Looking at each other for a long time, Qi Kaiwen sighed heavily and said, "Junior Brother, why are you doing this?"

His junior is the only Chinese medicine genius he and his master have seen in their lives, but now they are reduced to working as a library administrator. If his master knows what he will become angry.

"Brother, if you come to persuade me to teach or go to the hospital, please come back."

The administrator lowered his head and continued to read the book in his hand, and said.

"I said, why do you have to do something? How good is it to teach students? It's really not good to relieve the suffering of the patient? Isn't it wasted here?"

The administrator is unmoved.

"Ugh!"

Qi Kaiwen knew the temper of his junior brother. Once he decided that he would rather die than turn his head back, he would not decide to persuade him. He could only wait for the other party to figure it out. Isn't that treating someone to death?

It wasn't his responsibility, but it was caused by the other party taking the medicine he prescribed, not following the doctor's advice, and eating other people's earthwork. As for such a passive avoidance?

"Junior Brother, let me ask you one thing, is it possible to be like you, that is, the kind of super memory that can memorize an entire book in a short time?"

Qi Kaiwen asked what he was coming from.

Hearing that, a figure from a few days ago flashed in the manager's mind, and he said without raising his head: "Yes."

When Qi Kaiwen heard this, his whole body was shocked, and he asked in surprise and eagerness: "Have you seen it in our school?"

"Yes, I have seen it."

The administrator's answer is still very simple.

"Who is that person?"

Qi Kaiwen hurried forward a few steps and asked excitedly.

The administrator raised his head this time, an arc flew at the corner of his mouth, and said, "Guess."

you guess……

The excitement of Qi Kaiwen's face instantly solidified, and the blue veins on his forehead burst.

It's this undue beating face again.

Watched it countless times since childhood.

Every time you guess, guess, guess you big head ghost!

"Junior Brother, don't you need to hide it because of our friendship?"

Qi Kaiwen resisted the urge to punch that face and said with a strong smile.

"you guess."

The administrator continued to say two words and blinked at him mischievously.