Chapter 26 Profession of Traditional Chinese Medicine
"He's going to study Chinese medicine?"
The person on the other end of the phone was slightly surprised. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Yes, the decision has been made, no matter how you persuade it!"
Liao Zuhui looked at Ning Que in the corridor, he really couldn't understand, why did such a sunny boy study Chinese medicine?
"Let him go, the major of Chinese medicine has just been established, there is a national champion to support the faΓ§ade, maybe this major will rise up in the future, you tell him that he is the freshman representative at the opening ceremony tomorrow, let him prepare a speech, don't restrict him in content, listen to what he will say."
Hanging up the phone, Liao Zuhui shook his head and took Ning Que to go through the enrollment procedures.
Huaxia University is a comprehensive college that focuses on science and engineering.
Ten years ago, there was no medical major at the school.
Traditional Chinese medicine is a new specialty opened this year.
Medical majors are generally independent colleges in prestigious schools, and the enrollment scores are relatively low, so they rarely attract high-scoring students to apply for the examination.
Traditional Chinese medicine majors are rare in prestigious schools, but because of the Nobel Prize in Chinese medicine last year, top universities like Huaxia University have also opened Chinese medicine majors one after another, but the admission score is lower and belongs to the bottom of the school.
Ning Que's choice of Chinese medicine is really contrary to common sense.
After completing the formalities, receiving the bedding, military training clothes, etc., Liao Zuhui took Ning Que to Bowang Tower.
Bowang Building is a newly built dormitory building of Huaxia University, and the dormitory of traditional Chinese medicine majors is located in this building.
Ning Que's dormitory was on the sixth floor, room 615, a dormitory for four people, and he was the first to move in.
After placing Ning Que, Liao Zuhui said: "I hope you won't regret it, if you regret it, you should also study hard, before going to the sophomore year, as long as you can guarantee the top two majors, there is also a chance to choose to change majors!" β
Ning Que said: "No, I think it's good!" β
"Oh well! My job is done, good luck! β
After Liao Zuhui left, Ning Que made up the bed, put away the clothes, and put the suitcase on the balcony.
The balcony is fully enclosed, looking out through the window, there is a musical fountain in front of the Bowang Tower, it is now the beginning of the school season, the fountain is changing various styles hard, attracting a lot of new students with suitcases to stop and watch.
On either side of the musical fountain are carports, in which quite a few bicycles are parked, but most of them are very shabby.
Ning Que looked at the dilapidated bicycles and didn't look away for a long time.
I don't know how long it took, the door of the dormitory was pushed open, and a strong man carrying a suitcase walked in.
The strong man is almost 1.8 meters tall, with a strong physique, strong muscles, a rough look, and a thick black beard on his mouth.
Seeing Ning Que, the strong man threw down the suitcase and stepped forward, hugged his fists and said: "My name is Yue Donglei, the eighth generation of the Hongjia boxing in eastern Yuedong, not authentic, and the boxing is average, but the orthopedic skills are first-class, and if you break your foot or something in the future, just look for me!" β
Yue Donglei spoke Mandarin, and Ning Que understood it, but he always felt that something was wrong.
Is this coming to college?
Ning Que clenched his fists unnaturally and said, "My name is Ning Que." β
"A good name is better than a ......"
Yue Donglei was halfway through speaking, and was suddenly stunned for a moment, "Oops, that's not right...... Are you the top student in the national college entrance examination? β
Ning nodded his head, "Yes, but I didn't do well in the test!" β
"Dude, you're really good!"
Yue Donglei hugged his fists and said: "This kind of realm of pretending, I only obey you!" β
As he spoke, the door to the dormitory was pushed open again.
This time it was a man with glasses dragging a suitcase and carrying a large bag.
The man with glasses is slender and not tall, about 1.7 meters, but he looks quite good.
After entering, the man with glasses threw his bag on the ground, making a rattling sound.
Then he sat on the ground with his ass, "I'm exhausted!" β
Yue Donglei immediately stepped forward to help, and Ning Que also followed.
"What do you have here?"
Yue Donglei dragged the glasses man's suitcase in, looked at the bulging bag and asked.
The man with glasses panted and said: "The ancestral celadon cupping is seventy-seven and forty-nine pairs, 99 on the top, and just on the bottom, no matter men or women, old or young!" β
"Celadon cupping, is it the Meng family of Yunzhou Agni Fire Hall?" Yue Donglei immediately said respectfully.
The man with glasses waved his hand, "Old Huang Li, we are a branch of the Agni Fire Hall, my name is Meng Yanwu!" β
"Yue Donglei, the eighth generation of Hongjiaquan in eastern Yuedong, is not authentic, boxing is average, but he is good at orthopedic ......"
"The first Yue of the bones?" The man with glasses was surprised.
Yue Donglei hugged his fists: "Don't dare to be, I still like the name of the eighth generation of Hong Jiaquan!" β
Ning Que watched the two cherish each other, and had a feeling of traveling through time.
"His name is Ning Que, the champion of the national roll."
Yue Donglei pulled Ning Que and introduced it to Meng Yanwu.
"Are you Ning Que?"
Meng Yanwu glanced up at Ning Que and said in surprise: "Ya, I worked hard to get 672 points, how is your brain, 728 points, or not human?" β
"What are you excited about, that's it, people still say that you didn't do well in the exam!" Yue Donglei teased.
Meng Yanwu sighed and said: "People are more dead than people, goods are more than goods are thrown, and I have a ...... to die."
At this point, the dormitory door was pushed open again.
Ning Que raised his eyes and saw that he was a freak again.
This goods is in a white coat and black pants, carrying a sword on his back, his hair is combed in a bun, and his feet are on cloth shoes, like a Taoist priest.
Yue Donglei and Meng Yanwu were also dumbfounded.
The Taoist priest smiled and said, "Don't be surprised, I'm not playing COS, I'm the eighty-third generation disciple of Qingyunguan, my name is Ma Zhengkun!" β
"Yue Donglei, the first Yue descendant of the orthodox lineage!"
"Meng Yanwu, the descendant of the branch of the Yunzhou Flame Hall!"
ββ¦β¦ Rather short. β
After Ning Que introduced himself, Ma Zhengkun was messy.
In fact, Ma Zhengkun is not the only one who is messy.
Huaxia University has enrolled a total of 120 people in the TCM program, and half of them are such freaks.
The other half is mostly messy in the wind......
Accompanied the three freaks to receive the futon and military training uniforms, and after dinner, Ning Que lay on the bed and played a red envelope game with Nezha.
And the news about him majoring in traditional Chinese medicine also spread among the freshmen of this class.
A lot of people talked about him in the dormitory on the first night of college.
Later, news about Ning Que going to traditional Chinese medicine also appeared on the Internet, which caused a big discussion about the superiority and inferiority of traditional Chinese and Western medicine.
One view is that Chinese medicine is primitive medicine, empirical medicine, not pseudoscience, and has no future for development.
Another view is that Western medicine treats the symptoms but not the root cause, and Chinese medicine or the Nobel Prize is a very powerful proof of this.
Ning Que didn't think about it that much, he just wanted to become a miracle doctor who could cure all diseases.
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