Female President's Handy Doctor

"Hello classmate, please show your student ID card."

The security guard said politely.

"I'm not a student, I don't have a student card."

Yu Tong shook his head and replied.

Kyoto University does have it, but it is useless for wool.

"Sorry, sir, you are not allowed to enter Modu University."

The security guard said seriously.

Several students happened to pass by, and when they saw this scene, they immediately showed disgust.

"Here comes another shameless one who wants to chase after our school belle, and doesn't take a picture of himself in the piss. He's a toad who wants to eat swan meat." Male classmate A said.

"That's right, if it wasn't for people like them, would Sister Feifei not come to class? Could our school be closed." Female classmate B complained.

"Xiaohua, don't worry, with boys like us here, he won't want to go in today!"

It's time to show your masculinity, and several boys immediately surrounded him, causing many female students to shout "Man!"

"A bunch of brats! Are you sure you won't let me in?"

Yu Tong asked with a smile.

"No."

The boys said decisively, and some aggressive ones had already started rolling up their arms and sleeves, ready to make a move.

"Brother Security, I am a new lifelong honorary professor hired by Shanghai Metropolitan University, and this is my certificate."

Yu Tong took out his ID and said coolly.

He didn't mean to pretend to be aggressive in front of this group of students. He really didn't have a student ID card. When he was about to get a professor ID card, he was interrupted by his classmates.

"Yu Tong, 21 years old, Taoism elective course, lifelong honorary professor!"

The security guard handed back the documents in shock.

He has only heard of the 21-year-old university professor, but he has never seen it. These young people are simply not too powerful.

"professor?!"

"Honorary professor?!"

"Professor honorary life?!"

"He...he is about the same age as us, he probably hasn't graduated from university yet, why is he a professor?"

The students around were all dumbfounded, looking at Yu Tong like a monster.

"It has been carefully checked, and the certificate is real. Let's get out of the way, and don't delay the professor's class."

The security guard said quickly.

"Little brat, why don't you get out of the way?"

Yu Tong looked at a group of bitter little boys opposite, and joked.

"Clap clap clap..."

The crisp sound of being slapped in the face echoed in the air.

Yu Tong didn't hit them again. A group of little kids, who hadn't been baptized by the cruel society and had poor psychological endurance, walked into the office building and went straight to the principal's office.

"Dangdangdang!"

"Enter!"

"Hi principal, I'm a new professor of Taoism, I'd like to report to you."

Yu Tong pushed the door open and said politely.

The principal of Shanghai Metropolitan University, Li Changjie, is a pragmatic and capable old man with an unknown background, but he has a strong wrist. He actively participates in promoting the reform of the education system and sets an example. He took the lead in developing two courses of Taoism and Buddhism in Shanghai Metropolitan University. He is worthy of being a pioneer of the times. title.

"Small than master, at such a young age, he has unique insights and cognition on Taoism. Heroes come out of youth, and the old man admires him!"

Li Changjie said with a smile.

"The principal praised it absurdly. I just learned a little bit from my tutor."

Yu Tong said modestly.

"Haha, the young man is good, Lao Gao is still reliable in his work! Xiao Yu, go to class 113 of the computer department." Li Changjie arranged.

Class 113 of the Department of Computer Science is the key class among the key classes. Its average score is the highest in the school, and its IQ and quality are also the highest in the school.

If the reform is fruitful, we can start teaching from freshman next year and strive to do better and better. If there is no effect, it will not delay other students.

"Okay, principal, I'll go there now. By the way, this medicine may be useful to you. If time permits, repeat 650, 7000 in your heart."

Yu Tong put the small bottle on the table, then turned and left the principal's office.

Judging by his complexion, Li Changjie suffers from severe arthralgia from dampness. This disease is neither serious nor mild. It is called an immortal cancer. The joints are twice as large as ordinary people. He is afraid of cold and rain, and the pain is unbearable , dare not touch.

Western medicine usually thinks that where there is a disease, it will be cured, but this is not the case in Chinese medicine.

There are 360 bones in the human body, [-] [-] acupuncture points, [-] meridians, the internal organs, the six internal organs, the seven orifices, the hair and the skin are all integrated into one. Control with warming the kidney and promoting yang, invigorating the spleen and phlogistic dampness.

The medicine given by Yu Tong has this effect. As for the string of numbers, it is a unique Taoist treatment method-the eight trigrams image and number therapy.

This method has been on the verge of being lost since Fuxi created it. As far as Yu Tong knows, there are only three Taoist priests who use this method to treat diseases. He, his master, his brother, and even his grandfather can't!

"There is indeed something wrong with Xiaoyu. I can tell at a glance that I have a stubborn illness, but I have taken a lot of medicine and it has no effect at all. As for this figure, it is even more nonsense?"

The headmaster shook his head, and casually put the pill into his jacket pocket.

When Yu Tong went downstairs, he caught up with a white-faced young monk walking upstairs. The two looked at each other and nodded politely, without saying anything.

Since ancient times, the conflict between Taoism and Buddhism has been fierce, and countless people have lost their lives because they insisted on their beliefs. In modern times, under the restraint of laws, everyone is still in peace, but they can't urinate in a pot.

"Have you heard? The Daoism class has been arguing for more than half a year, and the class officially starts today. I'm really curious, which old Taoist priest with a white beard is here to teach us."

"Still teaching us? A group of stinking gods, doing fortune-telling on the road, cheating the old man, the old lady is okay, and trying to deceive us, it's ridiculous!"

"Fellow Daoist, what you said is wrong. I am afraid that you will be bloody when I see your seal is black!"

"Haha, fat man, you really look like me!"

Class 113 of the computer department laughed like a pot of porridge. Yu Tong stood at the door and heard these words clearly, but he didn't get angry.

The old fortune-tellers on the street have ruined their industry's reputation, and Yu Tong wants to let these little kids know what the real way is.

"It's quite lively. Let me introduce myself. Yu Tong, who is a master of Tsing Yi Tianshi at Lingyun Taoist Temple in Tiannan Mountain. Starting today, I will explain Taoism to you. Please take care of me!" Yu Tong said with a smile.

"It's him!"

"It turned out to be him?!"

"Brothers, we have a chance to take revenge. I guarantee that after today, he will never dare to step into our class again!"

Zhou Tianming said viciously.

Zhou Tianming, the young master of the Zhou Group, has a strong background and a bad temper. He has a good reputation in Shanghai University. Except for the principal, there is no one he dare not mess with.

"Master Zhou, this brat is going to die. He is about the same age. Why is he a professor and we are students? We must fuck him!"

Liu Yiming answered.

As Young Master Zhou's No. [-] henchman, at critical moments, he had to make a statement.