Rural Shennong

Hou Zhenxuan stepped onto the stage, took off his coat and lay down on the bed in a very bare manner.

He lifted his shirt, revealing his fat belly.

"Come on, let me see what you can do."

"Chen Ping, I'm willing to cooperate with you. In front of so many people, don't lose the chain."

Chen Ping looked Hou Zhenxuan up and down a few times: "I didn't realize until I got closer that you are so deficient in Qi and blood."

"Hou Zhenxuan, do you feel abdominal distension and difficulty in defecation recently?"

When he said this, Chen Ping deliberately used a bit of martial arts master's momentum.

Hou Zhenxuan was a little stunned by the shock, and subconsciously replied: "You...how did you know?"

After saying that, he regretted it.

What Chen Ping meant was that his stool was dry.

He, Hou Zhenxuan, is neither big nor young, he is the school leader no matter what.

This kind of very private and embarrassing topic, even in medical school, can't be said in front of so many people.

But the words had already been spoken, and Hou Zhenxuan couldn't swallow them back.

Hearing bursts of depressing laughter from the classroom, Hou Zhenxuan's face turned as red as a pig's liver.

He scratched his neck and shouted: "Stop talking nonsense, are you going to get the needle or not?"

Chen Ping spread out the needle box on the podium, and picked up the shortest silver needle: "Everyone, watch out, the following is the moment to witness the miracle!"

There is a high-definition camera above the bed, facing the bed, and everyone can see every move of Chen Ping through the big screen on the podium.

But there were still many people sitting in the front row who stood up and looked forward with their heads poked.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the silver needle in Chen Ping's hand landed gently on Hou Zhenxuan's belly at an extremely slow speed.

Hou Zhenxuan was lying flat, only seeing Chen Ping's arm bending to insert the needle.

He was ready to bear a bit of pain, but before he felt any pain in his stomach, Chen Ping raised his arms: "It's ok!"

Not to mention Hou Zhenxuan's bewildered face, all the teachers and students present were also dumbfounded.

Isn't this too hasty?

Everyone just saw the needle tip touch the skin under Hou Zhenxuan's navel from the screen, and it disappeared.

"This... is this too hasty?"

"Maybe Professor Chen is just showing us the location of Dantian."

"Stop making trouble, if this can make Director Hou react in any way, then isn't Professor Chen a god?"

"It's funny, my eyeballs hurt, so just show me this."

There was a lot of discussion below, Chen Ping's move was like a dog's tail knocking on a big gong, the momentum was quite loud, and there was not even a sound in the end.

Even Jing Zeguo felt embarrassed for Chen Ping.

Hearing the buzzing sound from the audience, Hou Zhenxuan, who didn't notice any abnormalities in his body, stood up as soon as he stood up.

He said with disdain: "Chen Ping, it's not that I didn't give you a chance, but you really don't have face!"

"Fortunately, Dean Jing praised you to the sky, so you performed this for thousands of teachers and students here?"

"Oh, a clown is better than your performance."

Everyone felt that Chen Pingtuo was too big, how could he get off the stage now.

At this moment, Chen Ping suddenly turned and walked towards the window.

Tian Le'an crossed his arms and sneered, "Professor Chen, you've gone the wrong way and lost such a big man, so don't panic."

"The door is over there, you go to the window, don't you want to jump off the building?"

Some students who admired Chen Ping before couldn't bear to cover their faces. Chen Ping's performance really put his face at home.

Chen Ping walked to the window, turned around slowly, and said with a smile: "Everyone, be quiet."

"I'm going this way, I just want to stay away from Hou Zhenxuan."

"The air over there may not be very good later."

Before everyone could react to what Chen Ping meant, Hou Zhenxuan gave a standard answer.

"puff!"

A soft sound sounded from Hou Zhenxuan, and everyone's eyes fell on him.

The auditorium is very large. In order to let everyone hear the teacher's voice on the podium, the design of this classroom is very scientific, and the sound effect is very good.

In addition, Chen Ping purposely kept everyone quiet just now, so Hou Zhenxuan farted so that everyone could hear clearly.

Hou Zhenxuan's face turned red, and he thought to himself, what the hell, how could he suddenly be unable to control his fart?

But it doesn't hurt too much, he quickly explained: "I haven't had a good stomach these two days..."

Before he could finish speaking, Hou Zhenxuan's face changed, and he suddenly felt his stomach roaring like hundreds of catties of fermented crotons.

Although it doesn't hurt at all, there are countless gasses that want to find an outlet anxiously.

This feeling is similar to that of an old, weak, sick and disabled man drawing a strong bow, it is impossible not to shoot it.

He quickly stretched out his hands to cover his back, but Chen Ping's unpredictable acupuncture techniques had already activated all his abdominal energy, and he was said to cover it with his hands, even if he pressed it with a rolling surface, he couldn't stand it.

"Puff puff!"

One after another, the stinky farts exploded loudly.

Everyone was shocked.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, no one would have imagined that a person could fart so much continuously, even with an air bag in his stomach.

The more nervous Hou Zhenxuan was, the more he couldn't control it.

He clutched his buttocks on the podium, crossed his legs in panic, and jumped up and down.

"Puff, beep~~~!"

With the end of a protracted fart sound, Hou Zhenxuan's face unexpectedly showed a sense of relief after release.

Everyone understands this kind of expression, but his look of comfort, grief and indignation, and embarrassment, coupled with the previous behavior of holding his fart and holding back, is simply too funny, even more funny than monkey playing.

"Pfft!"

I don't know which student couldn't help laughing out loud, which caused a chain reaction in an instant.

"Hahaha!"

"Mom, I can't do it!"

"Goose goose goose goose, ouch, my stomach, goose goose goose!"

The roar of laughter almost lifted the floor of the lecture theater several floors away.

There were many teachers and students outside the building who really couldn't squeeze in. Hearing laughter like a boiling pot inside, they looked at the teaching building suspiciously.

Is Chen Ping's lecture so interesting?They were all scratching their heads, and they all wanted to find out what happened in class.

As the protagonist who made everyone laugh, Hou Zhenxuan had already covered his face and staggered away from the door.

He regretted so much that he wished he could commit suicide by jumping off a building, which was ten thousand times better than being ashamed in public.

Hou Zhenxuan farted more than [-] loud farts in Chen Ping's public class, and finally fled in embarrassment.

From now on, how could he have the face to stay in school?

There were not only students present, but also many professors and teachers.

When this news gets out, I'm afraid he will become the laughing stock of the entire medical system, and even the reputation of the Hou family will be hit to a certain extent.

Everyone recovered from the laughter, and Chen Ping said suddenly: "Director Hou's hands seemed to cover his buttocks just now, why did he cover his face when he ran?"

At this time, everyone came back to their senses, leaned forward and back together with laughter, and slapped the table.

Hearing the laughter in the classroom, Hou Zhenxuan, who just ran out of the teaching building, turned red and purple. He turned his eyes to the classroom full of resentment, and burst out a few words through clenched teeth: "Chen Ping, I grass your ancestors!"