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Chapter 73 Found the Reason

"Other students? No, oops! Teacher Yang, what's wrong with me? Is it caused by drinking that bottle of drink?"

Yang Yifan called Li Qiaoping's pulse again. He felt that there was nothing wrong with his knowledge liquid. The materials in it were very special and had no toxic side effects. People with liquid can't remember those poems, and it's impossible for them to make people's stomach hurt.

Yang Yifan firmly believed that there was nothing wrong with his knowledge fluid, so he conducted a detailed diagnosis on Li Qiaoping again. This time, he used 108% of his spiritual power to drive the spiritual force wave into 68 acupuncture points on Li Qiaoping's body, especially the acupuncture points on her head. , he diagnosed [-] places, and as a result, he found no abnormalities.

Finally, he finished diagnosing the 48 acupuncture points near Li Qiaoping's lower abdomen. He found that there was an unknown liquid in Li Qiaoping's stomach. Something that came out of that liquid caused changes in the [-] acupuncture points on her abdomen.

Yang Yifan continued to call Li Qiaoping's pulse, and said, "Your breakfast should be fine, think again, what did you eat before you came to my place?"

"Let me think about it, oh, by the way, Teacher Yang, my girlfriend Lin Ran gave me a bottle of pure milk, and I didn't feel sick after drinking it!"

"Do you remember where you threw that bottle of pure milk?"

"I threw it into the trash can on the right side of the entrance of Ziyun Academy."

"You go and see with me."

Yang Yifan helped Li Qiaoping to the trash can, Li Qiaoping leaned down to look for it, and took out the bottle, she said weakly to Yang Yifan: "That's right, it's the blue pure milk bottle."

Yang Yifan took the bottle and looked at it. The bottle was made of plastic. He looked at the bottle of milk seriously and said, "The color of the milk has changed and it's a little sticky. Didn't you notice this when you drank it?" Does the milk have any smell?"

Li Qiaoping recalled it for a while, and said: "I remembered that this milk did taste a bit bitter, but I was too thirsty at the time, so I drank it all in one gulp."

Yang Yifan looked at it seriously again, and said, "The expiration date on this milk bottle is February 2th, and today is March 10nd, which means that your bottle of pure milk has expired for 3 days."

"What? It's expired? Isn't Lin Ran harmful? Oh! This careless Lin Ran, I'll go back and settle the score with her."

Yang Yifan took Li Qiaoping's hand and said, "Let's go, go in first, I'll use the golden needle method to force out the toxins in your acupoints, as for the toxins in your stomach, I've checked, it's not a big problem, pull it out a few times Stomach is fine."

"Thank you, Teacher Yang."

"You're welcome!"

Yang Yifan used the method of measuring acupuncture points with golden needles to prick several acupoints on Li Qiaoping's body. Since those acupoints were obvious and the requirements for the acupuncture were not high, Yang Yifan did not consume much spiritual power this time, nor did he pierce his hands bleeding.

After the golden needle disappeared by itself, Li Qiaoping felt much more comfortable. After she thanked Yang Yifan, Yang Yifan asked her to see if there was a golden screen in her mind.

Li Qiaoping calmed down, and after calling out the golden screen, he found that there were 201 catalogs of Tang poems on that screen. She said in surprise: "Mr. Yang, I saw the catalog of those poems. It's really amazing."

"Well, very good, look at those poems, can you see clearly?"

"Ok!"

After reading it, Li Qiaoping said, "Mr. Yang, I can read the words on the screen clearly. Every poem is very clear. I can recite all these poems."

"Very good, this is the end of today's class. When you go back, you don't need to tell others how many poems you have learned."

Li Qiaoping didn't understand, and said: "Mr. Yang, your teaching level is so high, why don't you let me tell you? I want all my good friends to come to you to learn three hundred Tang poems, so that you will have many students. Students If there are more, your income will be more, and you can consider expanding the scale at that time."

Yang Yifan didn't want to expand the scale of his school, but he knew that his spiritual power was limited, and he could only teach four students in a day. If he taught too much, his body couldn't bear it.So, it doesn't mean that as long as students come to sign up with him, he will accept it.

Yang Yifan held the morning class until [-]:[-], and then he had no class, and he felt a little bored for the rest of the time.

He returned to his small room, lay on the bed, and could feel his spiritual power recovering.

Before he knew it, he fell asleep.

He is indeed a bit tired. Today, he spent [-]% of his spiritual power in order to administer needles to Li Qiaoping, another [-]% of his spiritual power was consumed in preparing her knowledge liquid, and another [-]% of his spiritual power was consumed in preparing Fan Zuiren's knowledge liquid. Now all he has left is Forty percent spiritual power.

Too little spiritual power directly led to Yang Yifan's income, so he was trying to find a way to increase his spiritual power.

However, spirit stones are too expensive, and they can only absorb the aura of heaven and earth to cultivate slowly, so starting tomorrow, Yang Yifan decided to get up early for a run, and went to Fengxue Temple [-] meters to the north of the city to absorb the aura of heaven and earth.

Fortunately, Yang Yifan's physical strength has now reached level B+3, and even the super athletes on earth cannot outrun him.

After Yang Yifan made up his mind, he lay on the bed and fell asleep after a while.

Two days later, Guo Xiaojun, a representative of Ziyun Academy, and Lin Zhirui, a member of Qizhi Group, will compete in the [-] Tang poems.

This game has been widely publicized by Hongguang Jewelry City, and it has spread wildly in Moments and WeChat groups. Suddenly, many people focused their attention on that game.

Du Jin, the boss of Hongguang Jewelry City, called Huang Zuan and Guo Xin to his office with a very serious expression. He looked at Guo Xin and said, "Third brother, Xiaojun studied Tang poetry for a class with Yang Yifan yesterday. how's it going?"

Guo Xin lowered his head and said, "Brother, I think we should cancel that game now?"

"What did you say?" Du Jin shook his bald head, his neck seemed to be rusted suddenly, and said, "Tell me, why did you cancel the match?"

"Brother, we may have overestimated Yang Yifan's teaching level."

"What do you mean? Could it be that Yang Yifan can't let Xiaojun memorize three hundred Tang poems in three days?"

Huang Zuan also said: "I'm talking about the third child, what kind of material is your Xiaojun? We all know that he is smart, but he just doesn't want to learn. Let him memorize three hundred Tang poems in three days. It is indeed a bit embarrassing for Yang Yifan."

"I don't care!" Du Jin's eyes widened a little, and he said, "Teach Guo Xiaojun three hundred Tang poems within three days. This is Yang Yifan's own words. If he can't teach it, hehe! Don't blame me for being ruthless !"

(End of this chapter)