The CEO’s flower-protecting dragon

Seeing Qin Fan's serious expression, Zhao Sanjia thought it was some serious problem. When he heard that he just needed to cherish the medicinal herbs, he immediately smiled and said: "The Zhao family has been inherited for hundreds of years and has connections in both the secular world and the ancient martial arts world. , as long as I ask, I believe they will help."

Qin Fan secretly laughed, old man, you are too happy too soon, and he slowly said: "There are four herbs in total, one is a grass, one is a leaf, and one is a flower."

"The grass is blue moon grass, shaped like a crescent moon; the leaves are water cloud leaves, like ink paintings; the flowers are cold star flowers, as cold as ice; the roots are ivory roots, pure and white."

Zhao Sanjia had long been confused by what he heard. Ancient warriors were often injured. It is said that a long illness makes a good doctor. He also had some research on Chinese medicine, but he had never heard of the four herbs Qin Fan mentioned.

Qin Fan ignored his confusion and said to himself: "Your hidden wounds have been stagnated for ten years and have deteriorated into hidden diseases. Ordinary healing medicines cannot cure them, but these four medicines have miraculous effects on repairing meridians. As long as they can be found together, I can help you heal your meridians at any time."

Zhao Sanjia's eyes hidden in wrinkles flashed with excitement, and he said: "Okay, even if I use all the Zhao family's efforts, I will find these herbs!"

The Zhao family's hard qigong is to hit hard objects with the body. Every time you practice, you have to endure inhuman pain. However, your cultivation has not progressed, which means that all your efforts are in vain. This is simply like killing. He still feels uncomfortable.

Qin Fan's words finally gave Zhao Sanjia hope. Although the medicine was difficult to find, as long as there was a direction, he would be successful one day.

Qin Fan touched his nose and wanted to tell Zhao Sanjia that finding these medicines was no less difficult than giving birth to a child. However, seeing how old he was, he was afraid that telling the truth would make the old man unable to breathe and he would burp. Not so good in the villa.

You can't die here anywhere.

"Zhao Gongfeng, you go back and look for it slowly. I have to go out for something, so I won't keep you here any longer."

Qin Fan still had to rush to school. In these extremely boring days, teaching became his only pleasure.

"it is good."

Zhao Sanjia was eager to find the medicinal materials quickly, so he stood up and left without saying anything.

Qin Fan quickly tidied up his appearance and made sure that he was impeccably handsome before taking a car to Pengcheng University.

...

Pengda is particularly lively today because someone posted a post on the school forum called "New Era Students Meet New Era Teachers, Making Class Lively".

The eloquent three thousand words sparked a lively discussion in the forum, with thousands of replies and mixed reviews.

The protagonist of the post is Qin Fan. Looking at the signature again, it says Hu Yang Tail.

This name is obviously a nickname and it is anonymous. It is impossible to find out who the real person is. However, the name "Qin Fan" is his real name. Someone who is interested went to the school's official website to check and found that he is really a teacher at the school.

As a national key university, Pengda must have very strict requirements for recruiting teachers. The minimum requirement is a master's degree. However, Qin Fan's profile is blank, with nothing except his name, photo and age.

Thinking back to the posts on the forum, many people maliciously speculated with conspiracy theories, believing that Qin Fan was looking for a navy to build momentum for himself in order to become famous in Pengda.

Some people also retorted that with a resume like Qin Fan's, there was no need to put himself in the spotlight. Wouldn't that be questioned by people all over the world?

When the forum was noisy, Qin Fan had already arrived in the classroom. As soon as he stepped through the door, he was shocked.

The lecture theater, which can accommodate hundreds of people, was packed with people, and some even squatted next to the table, trying to squeeze in even if it was really crowded.

"Sorry, I went to the wrong classroom."

Qin Fan smiled awkwardly at them, turned around and exited.

But when he looked at the classroom number, he saw that there was nothing wrong here. He walked back to the podium and asked doubtfully: "Can I get paid for taking my class? Why is everyone here?"

"Hahaha…"

All the students laughed heartily, and the atmosphere in the classroom temporarily became harmonious.

"Ahem!" Qin Fan waved his hand and waited for the students to quiet down before asking loudly: "Are you students from the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine?"

"No, I saw a very interesting teacher named Qin Fan on the school forum, so I came over to join in the fun."

"I'm here to make soy sauce too!"

"Teacher Qin, show us your teaching style. Is it really as good as the forum says?"

The students were laughing and joking, and it was obvious that they were not interested in Chinese medicine, but in Qin Fan.

It is human nature to join in the fun, and college students have taken this nature to the extreme. Looking at various hot news on the Internet, college students are inseparable.

Qin Fan glanced around with a smile, then withdrew his gaze, and said slowly: "This is a classroom, not a zoo. You are not tourists, and I am not an animal to watch, so whoever is just here to see people can leave now to avoid being disturbed. Attend class."

"Teacher, you are so majestic and powerful, and you are driving students out!"

A boy dressed in unconventional clothes raised his hands and said loudly.

"Which college are you from?" Qin Fan asked intently.

The non-mainstream boys were like big stars accepting awards at an awards ceremony, holding their heads high and loudly responding: "I am from the School of Mental Health."

"Yes, I can see it!" Qin Fan nodded in agreement, "Are you the one being studied?"

"puff!"

The students burst out laughing. This teacher is so funny and humorous. He is completely different from those staid old men.

The non-mainstream boy who was involved turned red, pointed at Qin Fan's nose and cursed loudly: "Who are you calling a psycho? You are the psycho!"

Qin Fan spread his hands and said seriously: "The conscience of heaven and earth, you said this yourself. I never mentioned it from the beginning to the end, and I will never take the blame."

"Hold!"

The non-mainstream boy went berserk and rolled up his sleeves to beat Qin Fan.

"You're looking for trouble, but you still want to beat someone up even though you can't say it?"

Before Qin Fan could speak, Chen Ping, who was sitting in the front row, couldn't help but stand up and glared at him angrily.

Ever since Qin Fan gave him the prescription for treating kidney deficiency, Chen Ping has been completely devoted to him. What a good teacher. He can not only teach students, but also help students relieve their worries and boredom. Who dares to scold him? I am the first one. Not convinced!

The non-mainstream boys looked at Chen Ping in surprise, and laughed angrily: "Whose crotch zipper was unzipped, and it leaked out of your pants? How can I hit someone, can you, a weakling, care about it?"

Chen Ping turned to face him and said in a deep voice: "We are all students and we are reasonable..."

"I'm talking about Nima!"

The non-mainstream boy was very skilled. He stepped on the table and floated on the water like Qinggong. He jumped in front of Chen Ping in a few seconds, grabbed him by the collar and said arrogantly: "Boy, I like to fight reasonable people the most." !”