Rural Shennong

Now Hou Liangyu's whole body is covered with blood seeping from the needle's eye, which looks very scary.

If a melon eater who doesn't know the truth sees it, it is not impossible to think that Hou Liangyu has a big problem.

But the people present are all medical students, and none of them are laymen.

The teachers and students didn't know why Hou Liangyu bled so much.

But the relaxed expression on his face, the healthy and rosy complexion, and the swollen and fleshed out muscles in his body really prove that his current state is much better than before.

Tian Le'an did this obviously to disturb Chen Ping's treatment.

Tian Le'an is also very desperate.

Who would have thought that even a martial arts master could cure Chen Ping.

If he really cured Hou Liangyu, then Tian Le'an would have shot himself in the foot.

This is not just as simple as embarrassing, the Hou family will not let him go.

Because he knew very well what was going on with Hou Liangyu in the Hou family, and Hou Dairan told him all about it yesterday.

Once this useless person is healed by Chen Ping and he returns his loyalty to Chen Ping, for the Hou family, it will be a matter of pain for relatives and happiness for enemies.

Many students were angry, and some teachers looked worried.

"What is Lao Tian doing? It's so disgusting!"

"Fuck, he just doesn't like Professor Chen!"

"Old man, since Professor Chen came, he has been targeting Professor Chen, and he is still making trouble at this time, so shameless."

Tian Le'an didn't care about saving face, so he got up and went forward to stop him.

Jing Zeguo quickly reached out to stop him: "What are you going to do?"

Tian Le'an said anxiously: "Didn't you see that the patient was covered in blood by him? I want to stop him from harming others."

Jing Zeguo said coldly: "You said that Professor Chen is harming people? Are you really thinking that thousands of teachers and students in this classroom are idiots?"

"The operation is still bleeding. I don't believe you can't see that the patient's symptoms are improving."

With the tone set by Jing Zeguo, the students became more courageous and cheered loudly.

"Principal Jing is right!"

"Principal Tian, ​​why do you disturb Professor Chen's efforts to save lives?"

"It's too much, Principal Tian, ​​you are taking human life like a fool!"

Tian Le'an was furious: "Shut up!"

Jing Zeguo pointed to Tian Le'an's nose and said, "It's you who should shut up."

"The school ethos of our school is freedom and openness. Students and teachers can speak freely about their emotions and problems."

"Chen Ping's medical skills are superb, and the effect of the treatment is remarkable. If you still want to make trouble at a critical moment, it is understandable for everyone to complain."

"You don't see that Professor Chen's treatment is about to succeed, you feel resentful, you don't distinguish between right and wrong, and insist on suppressing everyone's voice?"

Tian Le'an almost spat out a mouthful of old blood out of breath.

These words were what he said to Jing Zeguo just now, and he was still beaming with pride at that time.

As a result, Jing Zeguo gave it back to him without any effort for a stick of incense.

At this moment, the needle on Hou Liangyu's head suddenly jumped out, bringing out a bloody arrow more than three feet high.

Hou Liangyu raised his neck and groaned comfortably. With a sway of his body, the joints all over his body made a series of crackling sounds.

The audience was silent, and everyone was staring at Hou Liangyu.

He slowly opened his eyes, turned over and got out of bed.

"boom!"

He stepped on a footprint on the marble floor, and the fragments from the explosion flew in all directions, tearing apart the surrounding podium and walls.

Fortunately, this is a lecture theater, and he was standing on the bottom floor, otherwise, these flying debris would have caused many unlucky casualties.

Hou Liangyu staggered, almost fell, and quickly reached out to help the armrest beside the bed.

"Crench!"

The armrest made of stainless steel pipes was directly twisted by him.

Seeing this scene, all the teachers and students felt their scalps go numb and their hairs stood on end.

Some timid girls even screamed piercingly in fright.

Like a baby who just learned to walk, Hou Liangyu swayed for a long time before she could stand still.

As his movements froze, the scene fell silent again.

Hou Liangyu looked embarrassed: "Well, I just recovered my cultivation skills, so I'm not used to it."

"Don't move around." Chen Ping twitched the corner of his mouth: "Steady and steady, let's get used to it slowly."

It was fine if Chen Ping didn't speak, but when he spoke, Hou Liangyu couldn't help getting excited.

"Boom!" Hou Liangyu landed on his knees.

"Boom!" He kowtowed heavily to Chen Ping: "Professor Chen's kindness to rebuild, I, Hou Liangyu, can't repay you. If you don't dislike it, my life will be yours from now on!"

Chen Ping's brain hurts: "I told you not to move around, you first...you sit down first, move slowly, and see what you have made this classroom."

Kneeling down and kowtowing, Hou Liangyu made three big holes in the ground.

Hou Liangyu let out a happy "Alas!", and carefully sat cross-legged on the spot.

The way everyone looked at Chen Ping changed. Not only did he achieve the achievement of curing a martial arts master, but he also got the loyalty of this super master. He is a sure winner in life.

If a person's ability and level are similar to others, then he will get some benefits and may be envied and hated by others.

But once this person's ability level exceeds too much, it can only make others look up to him.

So the students only looked at Chen Ping with envy and admiration.

But there are still some people who look like mourners, their faces are so ugly that they are about to die, such as Tian Le'an and his gang.

Chen Ping laughed and said, "Principal Tian, ​​I should really thank you."

"Thank you for finding such a good patient for me, so that some of my theories about the treatment of warrior's disease have been verified in practice."

"I don't know if you have any patients like this? If you send a few more, I will definitely thank you even more."

Tian Le'an cursed in his heart: Thank you grandma for having a leg!

What Chen Ping said was like a slap on Tian Le'an's face, and he gloated and asked him if he was happy and if he wanted to slap him again.

Tian Le'an's complexion was the same as that of the dyeing workshop, white and black, black and red, red and purple, constantly changing.

His lungs were about to explode, and he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood on the spot.

In contrast, Jing Zeguo is extremely happy.

He felt that he and Chen Ping had a good relationship before, and having him invite him to give lectures was the most correct decision in his life.

Jing Zeguo's old face burst into a smile: "Professor Chen, President Tian may not be able to find similar patients."

"There is still plenty of time now, you should continue with the class, you see that the students are all full of questions to ask you."

The next class was much more normal, students and teachers all asked questions enthusiastically.

They were asking medical questions that they had accumulated for a long time.

Chen Ping answered them one by one.

His answers often hit the nail on the head and go straight to the root.

Some answers made the teachers and students who asked the questions suddenly enlightened.

Some students answered that because of their limited knowledge accumulation, they didn't understand well, but they could also get a lot of inspiration.

Tian Le'an originally thought that with so many questions, there would always be someone who would be difficult for Chen Ping, but Chen Ping was like a medical encyclopedia, he could answer all questions seamlessly.

He was completely desperate, and regretted wanting to die.