Rebirth in school

Seeing that Fu Qingqing was willing to give him a chance, a glimmer of hope rose in his eyes and he nodded repeatedly.

"Okay, okay, Mr. Fu, if you ask, I will answer truthfully."

Fu Qingqing nodded and asked directly.

"Do you think the birthplace of traditional Chinese medicine belongs to Country Z or to Japan?"

After hearing this, the old professor from Dongyang hesitated for a long time and then said something.

"The birthplace of traditional Chinese medicine is indeed Country Z."

Hearing this answer, Fu Qingqing nodded and then asked.

"So which do you think is better, our country's traditional Chinese medicine or yours?"

When the old professor Dongyang heard this, he thought that all the previous questions had been answered.

This question was nothing to worry about, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Your country's traditional Chinese medicine is better than ours."

Hearing this, Fu Qingqing was satisfied and smiled.

"Okay, remember what you said. If you want me to treat you, that's fine. I want to see what you just said in the newspaper or on TV."

"Whenever I see the two paragraphs you just said in the newspaper or on TV, I will cure you."

As soon as Fu Qingqing said this, the dwarf Japanese soldier next to her couldn't stand it anymore. He ran over, pointed at Fu Qingqing, and said angrily.

"Student Fu, you've gone too far. You're shameless and you even asked my master to put ads in the newspapers and appear on TV."

"Wouldn't that mean everyone would know that we in Japan are not as good as your Country Z? I tell you, this is impossible. Don't even think about it."

The old professor, who had a gloomy face, became even gloomier when he heard his apprentice's words and said nothing.

Fu Qingqing looked at the short foreigner who looked like a clown and said arrogantly.

"That's all I ask. What's the matter? If you have the ability, don't ask me to treat your illness. I've already said it. It's up to you whether you do it or not."

"If you want me to treat you, you have to do what I say and make a statement on TV or in the newspaper."

"Of course, you can also seek help from others. I'm not asking you to heal me anyway."

After Fu Qingqing finished speaking, she said hello to the vice-president next to her and continued to rush to her Finance Class 1.

Back in the classroom, Fu Qingqing prayed in her heart that no one would come to look for her again. She was really annoyed by people looking for her now. There were always people looking for her all day long. It was so annoying.

It seemed that Fu Qingqing's prayers worked. No one came to look for her until school was over, and the school bell rang.

After saying hello to the three roommates in the dormitory, Fu Qingqing rushed home quickly. She had no choice but to go faster, as she was afraid of being surrounded by people on the road again.

After arriving home, Fu Qingqing made some food and then began to review what she had learned.

An hour later, Fu Qingqing picked up the car keys on the table and went out, driving her red sports car to Grandpa Liu's house to treat the old lady.

After arriving at Grandpa Liu's house, Fu Qingqing treated the old lady, played with Xiaoxi and Jiaojiao for a while, and then drove her red sports car back to the villa.

Because Liu Qing, Fu Wei and others would not be back until after 11 o'clock in the evening, Fu Qingqing did not wait for them. After washing up, she went back to her room to rest.

The next morning, the alarm clock rang on time, and Fu Qingqing still kept her routine. She walked into the campus leisurely, walked to her class, put her schoolbag away, and chatted with the three roommates in the dormitory.

Fu Qingqing thought about it and decided to tell Du Qianqian and the other two about her request for leave.

After hearing what Fu Qingqing said, the smiles on Du Qianqian and Wen Nuan's faces disappeared, and they felt a sense of loss.

Wen Jing, who was standing aside, said with envy.

"Qingqing, you are so awesome. When can I also take a leave of absence?"

"If I were to take a leave of absence, I would definitely stay at home every day."

"No, I can't do that at home. I'll be beaten to death. I'll definitely go out and hang out every day."

When Wen Nuan heard this, she threw cold water on her without any hesitation.

"Well, just think about it. That's impossible in your lifetime."

When Wen Jing heard Wen Nuan's words, the two of them started fighting again. Fu Qingqing looked at the two sisters who fought with each other every day and shook her head helplessly.

After a while, the teacher came in, the whole classroom became quiet, and the class began.

Halfway through the class, Fu Qingqing used her signature move again, "Dozing off."

The teacher on the stage and the students below the stage have all gotten used to it. It would be strange if Fu Qingqing didn't doze off one day.

As the get out of class was about to end, a bald old man knocked on the classroom door and walked in.

The Demon King Yan on the stage saw the visitor and greeted him with a smile. "Principal, why are you here?"

The principal smiled and talked to the teacher for a few words, then got down to business.

"Teacher Yan, may I ask, who is Fu Qingqing? I have something to ask her."

The old teacher was not surprised to hear this. She was used to it. Recently, there were groups of people coming to see Fu Qingqing.

The teacher looked at Du Qianqian and said, "Student Du, please call Student Fu. The principal wants to see her for something."

When Du Qianqian heard this, he quickly responded and called Fu Qingqing next to him.

Fu Qingdao was awakened by Du Qianqian's call and asked subconsciously. "What's wrong, Qianqian? Is it time for recitation again? Tell me the name of the text. What lesson are we learning today?"

Hearing this, the students all shrugged their shoulders unconsciously, and Demon King Yan on the stage had an unnatural look on his face.

Du Qianqian on the side quickly waved her hands and said, "No, no, Qingqing, the principal wants to see you."

Fu Qingqing was a little dazed in her sleep, and she repeated what she heard, "What?"

Du Qianqian pointed at the principal at the door and said to Fu Qingqing, "Qingqing, the principal is looking for you!"

Fu Qingqing followed the direction of Du Qianqian's finger and looked at the bald old man at the door. She came to her senses and asked in confusion, "Principal, what do you want to see me for?"

The bald old principal smiled and said, "Student Fu, come with me to the office. Someone wants to see you."

When Fu Qingqing heard this, she nodded, and Du Qianqian next to her had already made room for her.

Fu Qingqing followed the principal to his office. The principal, who was leading the way, looked at Fu Qingqing, who was walking slowly behind him.

He opened his mouth but said nothing. When he was almost there, the principal couldn't help but turned around to look at Fu Qingqing and praised her. "Student Fu, your teaching method is very unique."

When Fu Qingqing heard this, she scratched her head in embarrassment, said nothing, and followed the principal into his office.

In the office, a group of people were sitting on the sofa, drinking tea from teacups. When they saw the principal coming back, they put down their teacups and looked at Fu Qingqing who was standing behind the principal.

Fu Qingqing looked at the men and women in the office, frowned, and had a big question mark in her mind? What was going on?

The bald old principal in front turned around and looked at Fu Qingqing and said, "Student Fu, these are the hospital directors. They have something to talk to you about. You two can chat. I have something to do, so I'll leave first."

The principal said this, said hello to the people sitting there, and walked out of the office, considerately closing the door.

Fu Qingqing was speechless when she saw the bald old principal running away like that. After finding a place to sit down, she looked at the deans in front of her and asked in confusion.

"Deans, what do you want to see me about?"

The middle-aged man sitting in the middle, with a fat head and a big belly, stood up and stretched out his hand to Fu Qingqing.

"Hello, Mr. Fu, I am the director of Weimin Hospital, Wang Weimin."

Fu Qingqing nodded, extended her hand symbolically, shook it lightly, and then quickly withdrew it.