The female president's personal crazy son-in-law

"Professor Dongsheng, as an associate professor of Jinling Medical University and assistant to Mr. Mu, you shouldn't believe these things."

Facing the female student's questioning, Professor Dong Sheng's face was also ugly, and he couldn't get down from the stage.

The rest of the people also looked at it coldly, although they didn't say anything, their faces were full of approval.

There are four halls, including this group of students, there are at least 20 people.And everyone was sitting, or silent, with an attitude of watching a show.Only Professor Dongsheng has been favoring Jiang Tong and speaking for him.

There were even a few students with bursting imaginations who began to wonder if there was some kind of exchange of interests between the two.

Seeing that even Professor Dongsheng couldn't control the situation, the situation gradually got out of control.

Finally, there was a white-haired old man who frowned and said:
"Don't be rude!"

In fact, it's not that they doubt Jiang Tong's methods. On the contrary, standing in this field, the more you stand at the top, the more knowledgeable you are, the more you believe in metaphysics.

Only those students, who have just stepped into the threshold of medicine, rely on what they have learned and stand on their own point of view to refute and question.

I didn't see that several elderly professors and scholars were silent from the beginning to the end.

"I heard that in this world, no matter in what field, there are indeed some supernatural and incomprehensible things. But when it comes to this aspect, it is classified as metaphysics."

The old man frowned.

Someone asked curiously:
"Professor Li, do you still understand metaphysics?"

Professor Li adjusted his glasses, shook his head and said, "It's just a little touch, this aspect is too far away from me, and in this world, if you don't have a good teacher to lead you, you can't find such power at all."

The female student with glasses still shook her head:
"Professor Li said, just heard, I don't believe that there is anyone in this world who can make a withered flower bloom again."

"This kind of method is no longer medicine, but the theory of ghosts and gods. If such a person really exists, why do you need medicine? Dance a big god, drink a few bowls of talisman water, and the medicine will cure the disease."

She raised her head and looked at Jiang Tong:
"You lack too much respect for medicine, talk nonsense, and brag. If you are the research object of this thesis, I would rather give up this opportunity to graduate."

A smile appeared on the corner of Gu Changshan's mouth again.

Now everyone is questioning Jiang Tong, if he can't show convincing skills, even if the old man protects him, so what?

When everyone was silent, a voice suddenly came:
"It's not easy. Since it is said that this Master Jiang has the ability to make flowers bloom again. Why don't we repeat the old trick in front of our faces and let us see it with our own eyes, and all doubts will disappear."

Everyone nodded.

If Jiang Tong really has this kind of ability, it cannot be judged by common sense. Everyone can accept him as a doctor for Gu Lao, or even as the subject of their thesis.

"Jiang Tianren, yes, you can perform the art of heaven and man that night again."

Professor Dongsheng spoke anxiously.

Elder Mu, whose eyes were slightly closed, finally spoke in a flat tone with a touch of majesty:
"It is our consent to invite Master Jiang to see a doctor for Gu Lao. Master Jiang is not willing, and we will follow naturally. He does not need to be responsible for any consequences."

Including Gu Wanqing, looking at Jiang Tong's eyes, there was already a hint of doubt.

"Hmph, Jiang Tong, let me just say you don't have any skills. I don't know what method you used to deceive my grandpa's trust, but it's hard for you to get out of here today."

Gu Changshan said angrily.

Jiang Tong looked at Gu Wanqing and Gu Lao:
"You guys think so too?"

Gu Wanqing pursed her lips and said:

"Jiang Zhenren, if you really have the ability, why don't you show it and convince everyone!"

Next, Jiang Tong laughed loudly, like a thunderclap exploding in the room: "Who are you, are you qualified to order me, Jiang Tong?"

But in the eyes of this group of students, it was the exasperation after being exposed. The female student raised her snow-white chin and looked at Jiang Tong like a winner.

"Well, let me say this is a liar."

Gu Changshan looked at the group of students.

Jiang Tong's laughter suddenly stopped, and he looked at Mr. Gu:
"Since even you have doubts, it's worth not to treat this disease."

Tangtang Huashen, if others ask him to show his ability, he will show it. In the future, who will respect him in the world of martial arts?

Just because I have such an ability, doesn't mean I will show it in front of you. Whether you believe it or not, what does it matter to me?
Mr. Gu looked hesitant, and finally sighed:

"Have someone pick a flower."

Gu Wanqing personally picked a peach branch that would only bud and bloom in January and February, and placed it in front of Jiang Tong:

"Also ask Master Jiang to make a move!"

Old man Gu Qianshan is the pillar that supports the entire Gu family. If something happens to the old man, most of the Gu family will collapse in the future.

A master of Huajin is related to the rise and fall of a family, a surname, and a clan.

Gu Wanqing didn't dare to take any risks.

Jiang Tong's face turned cold: "If you don't believe me, Jiang, I will leave by myself, but before I leave, I will let you take a look at what is called ability!"

A word fell.

Jiang Tong looked at Gu Changshan: "Ask me why Mr. Gu respectfully calls me a real person, okay, I'll tell you now!"

Jiang Tong put his hands behind his back and walked towards the middle step by step.

Everyone was smiling, ready to see Jiang Tong's jokes. If he said it today, he couldn't do it, even if he wanted to leave, it would not be that simple.

"What is he going to do?"

The female student was holding the thesis materials and looked at Jiang Tong with a puzzled face.

As for Gu Wanqing in front of her, and the peach branch in her hand, Jiang Tong ignored them.

"Master Jiang?"

Gu Wanqing's heart tightened.

In the suspicious faces of those students, in the constant sneer of Gu Changshan, in the calm eyes of many scholars and professors...

Jiang Tong walked to the center of the audience, with his hands behind his back, he faintly uttered two words, and then stomped down:
"bloom!"

Such as the pardon of the god of spring.

With Jiangtong as the center, the house is filled with rare orchids, peonies and peach blossoms, which are in bud and bloom in an instant, competing for splendor, just like being in a sea of ​​flowers in spring.

Ornamental peach blossoms that only bloom in February.

A golden peony that only blooms in May.

The snow orchids bloom only in September.

Blooms only in December...

Hundreds of flowers are in full bloom, and the fragrance is soaring to the sky, which suddenly makes the whole lobby full of orchid flowers feel like spring is coming.

Gu Changshan froze in place, sitting down on the ground, with countless expressions on his face, which turned into a deep shock and disbelief.

Jiang Tong looked down at Gu Changshan, and said calmly:
"Mr. Gu respects me as a real person, not because of my background or knowledge."

"It's power, the power to control life and death!"

Taking people's lifespan and controlling people's death is a supernatural power!
The entire lobby fell into dead silence.

Even Mr. Gu, who is in a high position, suddenly stood up at this moment, his eyes widened, and his face was full of horror.

The female student dropped the document in her hand, pointed at Jiang Tong, her lips were trembling, and she wanted to speak, but she couldn't.

Jiang Tong's eyes were slightly lowered, as if everything in the world was out of sight.

Only the scene of a hundred flowers competing for novelty and orchids competing for beauty makes people feel like a dream.

Jiang Tong looked up at the crowd, with a sneer in his mouth.

If I were the Qing Emperor in his age, I would share with the peach blossoms!