Chapter Thirty-Four: Sharp Class Struggle!

Pale face, white hair, reading glasses, a senior old pedant, the old man in a suit and leather shoes slowly walked up to the stage, with a cold face and a solemn expression, which made people awe-inspired. This is today's visiting professor, Zhang Dongliang, known as the humerus of the country and the pillar of medicine.

Countless students are crazy about it, as early as half a month ago, they received the news of Professor Zhang Dongliang's guest lecture, and now the auditorium is overcrowded, and it is also the place where Zhang Dongliang is quite satisfied, this is the most gratifying thing for an old professor, there are countless students who praise him, everyone has vanity, even if Professor Zhang is over seventy years old, he is no exception, if there are dozens of people sitting here today, he will naturally have no interest in lecturing.

"Hello students, I am Zhang Dongliang, and I am also your professor today, and the topic of our lecture today is on the role of Chinese and Western medicine on cranial nerves. I think everyone is familiar with the fact that traditional Chinese medicine has been inherited for thousands of years, and there is naturally a reason for it, Western medicine has entered China, but with a hundred years of history, it has almost replaced the status of traditional Chinese medicine in the land of China. And today, what we're going to look at is what they're really used for. ”

The students present, there are people who study Chinese and Western medicine, and Zhang Dongliang has high attainments in Chinese and Western medicine, so he will attract so many people, the topic has been determined long ago, they are all prepared for homework, listening to a class is better than reading a book for ten years, Zhang Dongliang definitely has such an influence on these students.

In the corner, a woman in a sky blue dress slowly sat down, around it, more than a dozen boys couldn't help but swallow saliva, but beside it, everyone stood up involuntarily, far away, because the noble temperament exuded by this woman made it difficult for them to approach, and that coldness, as if it was real, this is not only the strength of the aura, but also the suppression of the momentum, the crystal transparent pupils exude a faint glow, like a princess, noble and elegant, pure and arrogant.

The woman's expression was calm, holding a notebook full of memories in her hand, listening quietly, beside her, there was a relatively wooden young man, cold as frost, his eyes were like a sword, but he was one of the few handsome guys in the medical school, although there was a big gap with the goddess.

"Miss, the three-year contract is coming soon, and the things you promised the family should be fulfilled."

The cold young man said lightly, there was a seat next to him, but he didn't sit down, but stood behind the woman consistently, like a sword out of the sheath, which could break out at any time. The cold young man broke the legs of twenty-seven people who were going to pursue this woman, there were also dignitaries, and there were also rich second generations, but in the end, the two were still safe, and after that, no one dared to provoke this cold young man, or blaspheme the only goddess in their minds, Murong Wanyu.

"I know, you don't have to worry about this, Han Lou, you have been with me for so long, you should also understand my temper."

The young man known as Hanlou hesitated a little in his eyes, nodded hesitantly, still like an unfathomable martial arts master, the pestle was behind Murong Wanyu, motionless, and his eyes were still quite wooden.

"As long as the young lady can abide by the agreement, the cold building is enough."

Murong Wanyu's expression changed slightly, her face was full of sorrow, clenching her pink fists tightly, her blue nails slowly sank into the flesh and blood, her heart seemed to be trembling, three years had passed, what reason did she have to hide? What else could she do to get her mother back on her feet?

In the eyes of the world, she is a sacred and inviolable goddess, and a fairy who emerges from the mud without staining, but only she knows how difficult her situation is.

"It's all boring book knowledge, don't you read textbooks? He is no different from the professors before him, if he has to say something, then it is that he is better at speaking, spitting all over the place, ahhhhhh ”

Su Chen yawned and lay on the table, this old professor is indeed no different from the previous ones, and he talks about all the stream of consciousness, the stream of theory, and many of them are even empty topics that cannot be solved in medicine so far.

From the "Yellow Emperor's Inner Canon" to the modern and modern Chinese medicine masterpieces, he has dabbled in a wide range of books, and even he can't count them himself. Su Chen's cleverness definitely doesn't need to be said, it can't be forgotten, but the practice awakens his eyes and doubles his spirit, so he can think more quickly than ordinary people, and his spiritual realm is broader, and his memory naturally doesn't need to be said.

Self-confidence is not the same as conceit, self-confidence comes from strength, and conceit comes from the heart of external strength. Because of his strength, Su Chen is very confident.

Hearing the end, he really couldn't help but fall asleep, because the level of this Zhang Dongliang's lecture is indeed average, and it is very powerful to mobilize the enthusiasm of students, but his knowledge is only a small one, in Su Chen's opinion, at most, it can be regarded as entering the room, and so far, it is still difficult to be elegant. For example, his understanding of the cranial nerves is only limited to the one-sided level of physical thinking, the organization of the brain is the most terrifying and headache of the human body, for thousands of years, the problem of brain organization is still a problem in the scientific community, but in his opinion, it seems that everything is very simple, and the answer can be found in his long treatise and be cured, so what is the use of so many research scholars who study mental thinking and neural consciousness in the brain field?

Su Chen is no longer nosy, anyway, even if he knows how to hypnotize and brainwash his thinking, he will definitely not be able to shake it.

Seeing that those tireless students listened so seriously, Su Chen really wanted to go up and smoke him, so he shook his head helplessly, bored, and continued to sleep.

Speaking of Chinese medicine, I believe that many people can't help but pop up such words in their minds, old old-fashioned, old dogma, indeed, the field of Chinese medicine has little contribution to the cranial nerves, compared to the instruments of modern Western medicine, it is a big step behind, many people hope to combine the concept of Chinese and Western medicine go hand in hand, but as everyone knows, the development of Chinese medicine has begun to stagnate, if you really want to combine Chinese and Western medicine, Perhaps not only is there no way forward, but even Western medicine will be held back. Especially in the field of cranial nerves, the concept of physiotherapy in Chinese medicine is completely different from that of Western medicine. ”

Zhang Dongliang sprayed tirelessly, and the group of students in the front row had a handful of snot and tears, and no one knew how sad they were.

"That's a bit too general, isn't it? In this way, Chinese medicine is useless. ”

"Yes, Professor Zhang's words are a bit excessive, I don't think this is what I can say as a doctoral professor of Chinese and Western medicine."

"Originally, which is the faster effect of Chinese medicine or Western medicine? Which one needs to eat those bitter decoctions that can no longer be bitter? I think what Professor Zhang said is very right. ”

"The development of traditional Chinese medicine has been shackled, and innovation is needed."

All the students expressed their opinions, and the whole auditorium began to whisper, but after all, there were famous professors from Peking University standing on the stage, and there were other teachers from the medical school who were listening, who would dare to make a mistake? Gradually, the chatter stopped.

"Purr-"

A crisp and piercing snoring sound made the entire auditorium quiet, and the falling needles could be heard, and everyone's eyes, including Zhang Dongliang, were condensed on a boy who was lying on the table playing chess with Zhou Gong, Ling Yinqiao's face was flushed, and she touched Su Chen with her hand, this guy actually slept, and he snored, which alarmed everyone. If you want to sleep, no one cares about you, but you can't make such a big noise!

In fact, Su Chen's snoring was not loud, it was just too quiet in the auditorium just now, according to medicine, snoring is a normal phenomenon, some people snore intermittently because of excessive fatigue, while others are a habit or not a disease.

The piercing snoring made Su Chen the focus of attention in an instant.

"No, he can even fall asleep in Professor Zhang's class, this is miserable, I heard that the last thing Professor Zhang can tolerate is that someone does not listen carefully during his lecture."

"This student is going to be unlucky, there is a good show to watch, hehe."

"Huh? Isn't this the boiling little white face of the Chinese medicine hospital these days? I didn't expect my goddess Lingyin to be soaked in this kind of man, alas. It's really blind to my dog's eye. ”

Everyone is quite contemptuous of Su Chen in their hearts, since you don't want to listen to it, you still occupy the pit and don't, don't you see that there are so many hard-working students in the back row who don't even have a place in the back row?

"The sleeping boy, stand up for me."

Zhang Dongliang's face is like a black cauldron, as the Taishan Beidou of today's medical field, he lectures a class, which is worth a thousand gold, and regardless of his knowledge and status, just sleeping in his class has made him unbearable.

Su Chen stood up, sleepy-eyed.

"Why are you sleeping in my class?" Zhang Dongliang attaches great importance to his knowledge and status, and if someone sleeps in his class, it is equivalent to despising him, and he can't rub sand in his eyes, so Zhang Dongliang suddenly became angry.

"Because your lectures are one-sided and unattractive, why should I listen? From beginning to end, you are talking about empty talk here, the four topics you talked about, the two cases, all of them are general, there is no practical meaning at all, as a celebrity in the Chinese medical field, openly criticize Chinese medicine, praise Western medicine, is this what a Chinese person should do? Outside of admiring foreign flattery, for people like you, I can only express my contempt. Saying that Chinese medicine is not good, can only mean that you yourself are not good, compared with today's medical Taoism, it is indeed the decline of Chinese medicine, but it does not mean that Chinese medicine will decline, Chinese heritage for 5,000 years, the essence of medical technology, is the most important and the most, just by your words, what can it represent? ”

The words are not shocking, and the death is endless! Su Chen didn't save any face for Zhang Dongliang, because this kind of person is not worth saving face for him, and even if he doesn't subvert him at one time, he will have to make an inch, Su Chen's words sounded like thunder on the ground in the entire auditorium, making everyone look at each other differently, some admire, some disdain, some sneer, and more suspicious, but more people think that Su Chen is grandstanding, shouting in front of Professor Zhang Dongliang, the doctoral supervisor, just because he wants to be famous.

"Strong words, what can you represent as a little student? Can you still represent that Chinese medicine is not successful, what I am saying is just the truth, Chinese medicine is now inferior to Western medicine in all aspects, and whether it is the speed or difficulty of treatment, Western medicine is far behind, this is already the general trend, the times are progressing, medicine is innovating, so Chinese medicine is destined to be replaced by Western medicine. ”

"A good general trend, Chinese traditional Chinese medicine has been inherited for thousands of years, and acupuncture and moxibustion herbal medicine have begun to unfold since the Stone Age. With only your three-inch tongue, how can you assert the future of Chinese medicine? As a descendant of Yan and Huang, instead of working hard for the rise of Chinese medicine, you are now complacent about the bright sword of Western medicine, what do you want? If you had put it a few decades ago, how would you be treason? Disrupting the hearts of Chinese people to learn Chinese medicine can be punished. ”

Su Chen's words once again made the question more and more serious, and the cries of opposition and approval became louder and louder, almost becoming a confrontation.

But in any case, Su Chen's words still aroused the support of many students who love Chinese medicine, and they also expressed disdain for Zhang Dongliang's words, why do you say that Chinese medicine is not as good as Western medicine? Why do you assert that Chinese medicine will decline? As a flesh-and-blood Chinese, he has always been despised by people for admiring foreign flattery, and Zhang Dongliang happened to be pushed to the forefront by Su Chen's words.

Now no one cares about Su Chen's sleeping in class, because the sharp class struggle has escalated to a duel between Chinese and Western medicine!