Qin Shuiwen's level of medical skills is not unknown to anyone, he can cure some minor diseases, but he can't cure major diseases, and he doesn't dare to treat them.

Ye Zirong saw that there were also a few patients here, and the old stubborn still pretended to greet him, so he took Qin Xiaobai to school, not wanting to hinder Dr. Qin's medical treatment and making money.

Doctor Qin changed into a white coat, nodded his head, and invited all the patients into the consultation room, looking like a skilled old man, coughed dryly twice, and then began to diagnose the patient's pulse one by one.

The two arrived at the school and walked to the floor of the third year of high school, Qin Xiaobai said hello to Ye Zirong and went straight to his classroom.

Ye Zirong continued to walk forward and looked at his watch, the time was exactly seven o'clock, and the time for morning self-study had arrived, so he quickened his pace, but he heard the sound of footsteps behind him, "Hey, Zirong, wait for me." ”

Looking back, it was Qiu Dahai, "Didn't you say that you don't need to study early?"

Qiu Dahai trotted over, panting and said, "No, no, my father said that since he was admitted to the second book, he is a college student, and he should have the appearance of a college student, and he should give other students a good start." ”

"You kid, hehe!" walked a few steps, just in time to the door of the classroom, and the two of them buried their heads in the podium and walked to their seats.

As soon as he sat down in his seat, Qiu Dahai looked up at the podium, but saw that He Boming was sitting there, with his legs crossed, drinking tea and smoking cigarettes, like a uncle.

He Boming sneaked into the classroom, and he came to the classroom very early, he set up a chair on the podium, sat on it lazily, and looked at the classroom from time to time, and saw that there was a student who dared to be lazy, and didn't care to read the text, just threw a chalk head, which was his usual style.

However, when the two of them walked in front of He Boming with their heads bowed just now, the head teacher of He University smiled at them unexpectedly and greeted, "Coming?" It was completely different from the situation when he didn't treat these two calves as human beings at all, thinking that his high blood pressure was cured, and he had to beg Ye Zirong.

However, his greeting was very small, and the reading in the classroom was so loud that the two calves did not hear it at all.

He Boming was unhappy for a while.

Seeing He Boming's strange expression, Qiu Dahai hurriedly picked up the textbook and pretended to read it.

Ye Zirong had already memorized all the texts through his divine sense, and he came to self-study in the morning, purely to go through the motions.

He picked up the Chinese textbook reluctantly, turned a few pages, felt that the content in it was mediocre, and didn't want to read it anymore, so he snapped his fingers. Thinking that these things are too worthless compared to the pharmacopoeia of the Immortal Doctor Sect, it is not worth mentioning, so it is okay not to read them.

He Boming had already noticed him, but he didn't dare to throw chalk at him, only looked at him with a pair of eyes, but he didn't dare to exert himself, trying to soften his gaze, so as not to cause discomfort to this young Jiao.

After a while, Ye Zirong thought that he couldn't sit still, and his eyes looked around, but he happened to see He Boming.

Seeing that He Boming was looking at him, with a Great China twitch in his hand, he was taken aback in his heart.

He immediately walked up to the podium, tore the cigarette from He Boming's mouth, threw it on the ground, and extinguished it on tiptoe, seemingly completely ignoring the face of his teacher.

Because they were lazy in the classroom, several classmates who accidentally saw this scene couldn't help but be shocked, and they were secretly surprised in their hearts, and they all thought: "This Ye Zirong is too much of a nobody! He Boming is also a teacher no matter how he says, so he can't just ignore him because he lost to you?"

"Classmate Ye Zirong, who are you?" He Boming was also confused, and looked at Ye Zirong with a puzzled look.

"Teacher He, don't smoke. ”

He Boming smiled and said, "I'm an old smoking gun, how can I not smoke?"

Ye Zirong coughed dryly twice and said, "Teacher He, there is a rule in the school that smoking is prohibited! You can't be unaware of this rule, right?" After that, he walked to his seat, not taking this senior third-grade group director who was quite powerful in Shancheng Ninth Senior High School seriously at all.

He Boming smiled bitterly, but he really stopped smoking the cigarette, and his temper was no longer angry, so he sat on the chair and took a sip of the Phoenix Dragon Well, and shook his head.

"Alas, alas!alas!Zuo Qingcheng, you, you're late, go to the door and stand!" He Boming suddenly shouted at a boy who was rushing into the classroom with his head on one side.

The classmate who was called Zuo Qingcheng stretched his face and asked, "Head teacher, why did you punish me for standing?"

"Why? Why? You're late!

"The squad leader is late, why don't you punish him?"

"The squad leader is the fifth in the class every time he takes an exam, and you are the fifth from the bottom! Do you say you will be punished?" He Boming suddenly stood up, pointed at Zuo Qingcheng, and shouted loudly.

Zuo Qingcheng's angry face stretched longer, and he asked rhetorically, "Director He, you are a bully! Qiu Dahai's score in every exam is worse than mine, and he didn't come to self-study last night, why don't you punish him?"

It was good that He Boming didn't listen to this, but when he heard it, he became even more angry, and walked to Zuo Qingcheng's side violently, and shouted in a louder voice: "You, can you compare with the sea classmate? He has already been admitted to the second book! What about you? Ah! You can't even pass the junior college exam!"

"If you don't want to read it, just pick it up and get out!" He Boming felt that it was not enjoyable after yelling, and shouted out again.

"These children have the lowest grades, one is more difficult to bring than the other, and they can't get into college, not to mention dragging the class back, and it also affects Lao Tzu's evaluation of the results of outstanding teachers in the country. He Boming was very angry in his heart, and scolded secretly in his heart.

Zuo Qingcheng didn't talk back anymore, and stood obediently outside the classroom, but a cold light flashed in his eyes.

After calming down for a while, until the anger disappeared, He Boming slowly walked to Ye Zirong's side, knocked lightly on the table, and said softly: "Hey! Zirong, come to my office." After speaking, he left the classroom with the teacup in his hand.

He Boming's office is not large, but it is separated from the offices of other teachers, and it is an independent office.

When Ye Zirong walked to the door of the office, He Bo beckoned to him and said politely: "Zirong, come in and sit down, I have something to discuss with you." ”

Ye Zirong was not polite at all, walked in, and sat on the solid wood chair opposite He Boming with a "snap".

"Zirong, in front of so many classmates, how can you pull my cigarettes? Isn't this making the teacher make a fool of himself in public?" He Boming obviously felt that he had lost face just now, and he wanted to ask Ye Zirong for an explanation in private.

"Teacher He, I didn't make you ugly in front of me when I pulled your cigarette, it's just that your high blood pressure has reached a very serious level, if you continue to smoke like this, I'm afraid that my few stitches yesterday will be in vain!"

Ye Zirong didn't mention the needle, as soon as he mentioned the needle, He Boming immediately became interested, and hurriedly came to him, saying: "Zirong, don't say it, your acupuncture effect is really good, since I was pricked by you a few times yesterday, I slept very well at night, and I didn't feel dizzy when I got up in the morning, why don't you give me a few more stitches?"

"That's not necessary!"

"What? No need? Are you unwilling to treat the teacher?" He Boming asked curtly.

"Teacher He, if you are free, go to Taisheng Hall to sit down, I will give you a few pairs of herbs, you can take the medicine according to the prescription, and when the time comes, ensure that your blood pressure can return to the normal range, and there is no need to prick needles at all." Ye Zirong patiently explained.

"It's that simple?" He Boming didn't seem to believe what Ye Zirong said, thinking that his high blood pressure was more than ten years old, and he searched for all the famous Chinese and Western medicine in Shancheng, but he couldn't get a cure, just rely on him Ye Zirong to prick a few needles and a few pairs of herbs, and it can be cured?

"It's that simple!"

"Teacher He, if there is nothing else, I will go back to the classroom. ”

He Boming waved his hand and said, "Okay, you go to class first." ”

When Ye Zirong left the office and returned to the classroom, it was almost morning self-study.

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After a morning self-study, the class begins.

The first class is a Chinese class, according to the usual class, He Boming should have come to the classroom early to teach everyone, but today is very abnormal, half of the time of the first class has passed, but he has not come.

The representative of the Chinese class was also helpless, and went to He Boming's office several times to find it, but could not find anyone, and finally the representative of the Chinese class had to tell everyone to continue to study on their own.

Ye Zirong also felt very strange, he found that Zuo Qingcheng was not in the classroom either.