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Time passed quickly, and after the Immortal Dictionary exam, Zheng Qian's voice was about to burst into flames. The latest and fastest updates

But fortunately, the income is good, and Zheng Qian can barely accept it.

After taking a sip of water, Zheng Qian put down his things and prepared to go to school in the afternoon, and the three months of teaching were over, and the school arranged to make a summary today.

When they arrived at school, the students of Class 9 were still as lively as ever, chattering around Zheng Qian.

"Teacher Zheng, you only teach for three months, it would be great if you could teach us all the time, in that case, our medical skills will definitely be able to go up a level again!"

"Yes, Mr. Zheng, if you don't leave, I'm willing to pay double the tuition even if the school asks me to pay double the tuition!"

"Teacher Zheng, are you a private tutor?" asked a fashionably dressed girl with a smile, her slender thighs exuding the same charm as Liu Shiyun, "Tutoring has benefits!"

Zheng Qian's face was almost red from being molested by this group of students, and he also had tutor welfare, it is estimated that he has watched too many Dongre films!

Yao Xiaoqi stood outside the crowd, not far from Zheng Qian, but I don't know why, in Yao Xiaoqi's heart, it seemed that there was a gap between him and Zheng Qian that could never be crossed.

Yesterday, Zheng Qian also helped him drive away Han Xuan in the commercial street, and now Zheng Qian himself is leaving the medical university...... Everything changed so quickly that she felt caught off guard. The latest and fastest updates

After some greetings, Zheng Qian led the students of Class 9 towards the school's auditorium.

But when he just walked down the teaching building, a group of people came over, the leader was carrying a medical box around his waist, but the pattern on it was very strange, and there was a young man next to the middle-aged man who was headed by him, with a fashionable hairstyle and eyes above the sky, and strode towards this side.

The door of the teaching building was only so wide, and Zheng Qian had already walked to the door with the people of the ninth class and was just about to go out, but the young man came first, blocked in front of Zheng Qian, and said coldly in a broken Chinese voice: "Stop, wait and leave later!"

"Why?" asked the squad leader Deng Yong rhetorically.

The young man glanced at Zheng Qian and the others contemptuously, "You have a saying in Huaxia, called the master is the teacher, which means that the teacher who learns well is the teacher, and you Huaxia also has a saying, called respecting the teacher, my master is better than you in learning, should you make way for my master?"

Deng Yong himself had a violent temper, but he was just about to get angry but was stopped by Zheng Gan.

"Get out of the way and you won't die!" Zheng Qian said with a smile, bowing slightly politely.

But this kind of politeness seemed to the young man to be no different from groveling, and he muttered, "What kind of garbage Chinese medicine, or my Korean medicine is the best, your Chinese medicine is just that you stole the skin of our Korean medicine culture, my master came all the way from Korea to teach you a lesson, that is to give you face!"

As soon as he said this, Zheng Qian didn't like to listen to it, and his steps, which had already retreated, suddenly moved again, and suddenly blocked the door.

The middle-aged man who was about to come in from outside almost collided with Zheng Gan head-on, and immediately took a few steps back, his face was extremely angry and ugly, and he was babbling words in Korean that Zheng Qian couldn't understand.

But Zheng Qian didn't care, just said: "Traditional Chinese medicine culture is not something that can be talked about in any garbage, those robbers who stole other people's treasures blamed the original owner for stealing, don't you think it's a big joke?"

At this time, a student who could understand Korean explained to Zheng Qian: "Teacher Zheng, this Korean scolded you, saying that we don't respect foreign guests, and that we asked our ancestors to teach them about traditional Chinese medicine, and now they are treated with this attitude, and they want to go back!"

"Go back, it's just right to go back!" Zheng Qian said in a faint voice, and stepped out of the door.

The young man and the Korean with the medicine box were so angry that they blew their beards and glared, but they had no choice but to curse in broken Chinese behind their backs: "Ignorant and ignorant, not only stealing our Korean medicine, but also insulting us, we will not take this lesson today!"

Zheng Qian stopped and turned around, "If you don't get up, let's leave quickly, so as not to be embarrassed for a while, and please remember that your Korean medicine has developed from traditional Chinese medicine, and our Chinese traditional Chinese medicine has a history of 5,000 years, starting from Shennong tasting a hundred herbs, and what about you?"

"Fart, Shennong is from our Koreans, and your acupuncture is also from our Koreans!" the young man's face turned red with anger.

Zheng Qian didn't laugh angrily, he turned around and walked towards the two Koreans, looked his eyes up and down, and finally sighed, and said, "Hey, you still look a little like that Oba...... But it's a pity that my eyes are blind and my head is broken at a young age!"

The young man was still happy when he heard the first sentence, and when he heard the second sentence, the whole person was stunned, and he didn't react, and when Zheng Qian turned around and was about to leave, he reacted, and his face became blue and red, which was extremely ugly.

"You said that our Korean medicine was passed down from your Chinese medicine, what evidence do you have? Unless you can win against me, do you dare to accept my challenge?"

Zheng Gan paused, he slowly raised his head, the smile on his face was still bright, he stared at the two people in front of him with that kind of stupid gaze, and said after a while: "We still have a saying in Huaxia, which is called self-inflicted humiliation and send it to the face - don't fight in vain, how do you want to be completely accompanied!"

"Arrogance!" the middle-aged man holding the medical box spat out two Chinese with cold eyes.

At this time, Yuan Guocai wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and ran out of it with a fart.

"Mr. Kim Tae-joon, so you're here!" Yuan Caiguo squeezed out a smile on his face.

Suddenly, he saw Zheng Qian again, and Yuan Caiguo, who didn't know the grievances between the two, also smiled and said: "Mr. Zheng, this Mr. Kim Taejun came from South Korea to do academic exchanges......

"It's not an academic exchange, it's you who begged me to come to your school to teach you!" the young man said with a proud face.

Yuan Caiguo looked embarrassed, these two people were indeed invited by the medical university to do academic exchanges, because they were foreign guests, they were very polite along the way, but they didn't expect that their politeness would become weak in the eyes of the other party.

"That's good, whatever you want to compare, I'll accompany you all the way!" Zheng Qian said with a smile.

"It's like acupuncture, do you dare? Don't you Huaxia people always say that acupuncture is yours?" said the middle-aged man holding the medical box.

Zheng Qian nodded, "Okay, when do you want to start?"

"Right now!" Kim Tae-joon's brows furrowed, this person was so rude, he must teach his own Jin family a good lesson, firstly, to promote Korean medicine, and secondly, to let these Chinese people know who the real ancestor of acupuncture and moxibustion medicine is.