Wang Nan was stunned for a moment and asked in disbelief for a long time, "Don't you discuss it with your parents?"

Li Yongsheng smiled and shook his head, "Don't discuss with them."

The head of the medical practitioners will continue to persuade him, and the head of the teacher Chen sighed, "He is an eternal life... an orphan!"

"Orphan?" Wang Nan was stunned again, "Who did you learn your acupuncture method?"

"Haha," Li Yongsheng smiled slightly, and after thinking about it, he answered again, "The Chief Confucius of the Boben has had some advice."

Teaching Master Chen added again, "Kong Shujie has also been in our monastery."

"It's her, I have an impression," Mr. Wang nodded. He was vaguely from a beautiful woman and his academic performance was also very outstanding.

After a pause, he asked again, "Why don't you want to come?"

Li Yongsheng looked at him strangely, "Why am I here? Bo is pretty good."

"Are you wrong?" Wang Nan was immediately exploded. Today, he finally met a good seedling. He first fought with the martial artists of our institute, and then the martial artists retreated. Only then did he realize that the other party was actually a trainee.

Moreover, after he gave out two Fuyan pills to his favor, the trainee even disagreed with the transfer.

This really made him unable to bear it. "Boben is good? Little guy, it is a good thing to maintain his alma mater, but if you tell me, where is Boennia good? To be honest, it can catch up with the sun... I don't want you to say too much, just say a little."

"Boling County is my hometown, not here; Boben has General Kong Yu, but not here," Li Yongsheng replied with a smile, "Of course, Teacher Chen also takes good care of me, but... people cannot forget their roots, right?"

Wang Nan looked at him panting and asked for a long time, "I'll transfer Kong Shujie to Chaoyang, what do you think?"

He really fought hard, and even the old teacher Guo was stunned: "Hold the grass!"

In order to become a cultivator, he would not hesitate to transfer his teachings to him? Moreover, this teaching is also the chief teaching. How crazy is this?

Li Yongsheng thought about it and replied, "In this celebration, one person entered the top three, but there was no such thing as Chaoyang."

"You're even a little bit?" Wang Nan waved his hand in anger, "That person is not you, it has nothing to do with you."

Li Yongsheng grinned, "It has something to do with me."

"Hmm?" Wang Nan looked at Teaching Chen strangely: What does this guy mean?

"It was him who won the award," Shen Zhiyu smiled bitterly and spread his hands, "He transferred to the class to summon him to the Government."

"Hold the grass!" Wang Nan raised his hand and patted his forehead distressedly, "Wen Xiu's foundation... is so profound?"

"What he has the deepest is his martial arts skills," Chen Zhiyu replied calmly. Although he was very proud that Mr. Wang could fall in love with his own cultivation students, but the other party wanted to force him to snatch it, which made him very unhappy. Does it seem easy to bully me?

Since Li Yongsheng refused, he certainly had to make a strong promise. "When Li Yongsheng sacrificed his life, he once defeated two Crescent Kingdom's revisionist... Wang Zongyu, he is actually quite capable of causing trouble."

"Yes, it's quite good to cause trouble," said a martial arts teacher who knew the truth. "In the first two months of competition, he beat up the prince of the Crescent Kingdom. What did An... An come from?"

Since Li Yongsheng was unable to get transferred to the hospital, Wu Xiu was of course unwilling to let him go. No matter what, in the future, everyone said that Li Yongsheng had transferred to the martial arts class in Chaoyang Daxue Hall, which was also honorable, right?

Who says that those who know medical skills must be medical practitioners? This is a serious disrespect for martial artists. Military practitioners do not only know how to fight, kill, and kill!

"I haven't seen such a combat-capable medical practitioner for a long time," Wang Nan nodded with relief when he heard this. "I have never thought that the image of a medical practitioner should not be weak, this is a big mistake."

When Teacher Chen heard this, he was stunned: It turned out that my posture of slandering Li Yongsheng... was wrong?

Mr. Wang looked at Li Yongsheng with relief, "You are young and have such a vision... I don't like it."

Just now, he said that Chaoyang couldn't raise his head because he was so stressed that he could not raise his head. Who was that? Li Yongsheng rolled his eyes helplessly and nodded randomly, "You are still young, and you can't care about your hometown, so you can't help it, Mr. Wang Yu Haihan."

You kid is good at scolding people, and you don’t even spit out dirty words. Wang Nan snorted coldly in anger, “I’m not a person who forgets my roots. To be honest, I really think it’s a pity for you to return to Boben.”

Li Yongsheng smiled slightly, "Then this is it. Thanks to Mr. Wang's love, if I go to the cultivator, I will choose Chaoyang... What do you think? Then please Mr. Wang's men show mercy and let me pass the test."

"This is almost the same," Wang Nan nodded with relief.

"No, the chief teacher," this time the medical edicts stopped doing it. "He said it nicely, how can we take things seriously in the future? The Central South Medical Academy will definitely...what!"

At this time, Mr. Guo spoke out inappropriately again. The man was old and his hemiplegia had not yet recovered. He had a very loud voice, "Why should he have to study medicine when he goes to the training institute?"

"There are quite a lot of opponents," Wang Nan hesitated, snorting coldly, and thinking about it on his own, "Our martial arts practitioners don't care. Zhongnan Medical Academy... those guys are a little omnipotent."

Teaching Chen clenched his fists tightly, so why doesn’t we martial arts practitioners care about it?

Wang Nan thought about it and looked at Li Yongsheng again, "I won't force you to do this. Please discuss it with Kong Shujie to see if she is willing to agree to my conditions."

"Yes, young man," said a white-haired medical teacher. "You can play a much bigger role in Chaoyang than in Boben. Think about it carefully. After all, this is the capital city and the stage is much bigger."

This sentence is very simple and objective, but Li Yongsheng doesn't like the last two sentences very much.

If he did medical practice, he would definitely have a greater role in the capital, but... why does he have a greater role in the capital?

To put it bluntly, the capital is a place where power gathers, and outstanding medical practitioners are very easy to make a name for themselves and there are too many opportunities.

He wants to become famous, make a lot of money, and recruit disciples. The capital is a unique choice.

Even if he is selfish, he has to make efforts in the capital if he wants to find Yongxin. There is no way, there are too many advantages here.

But he just doesn't like the last two words: "The stage of the capital is great. Do the civilians in Boling County deserve good treatment?"

Many civilians don’t even have the travel expenses to the capital. Even if they come to the bank, they still have to experience a lot of risks along the way.

Finally, he smiled and nodded, "Thank you for your teachings, boy know."

"That's two tasks, twelve injuries?" Wang Nan glanced at him. He felt that the little guy had some other thoughts, so he had to finalize, "Well, by the way, there are still... two hours a day."

"Okay," Li Yongsheng also smiled and nodded.

When many martial artists looked at each other, they could see the unwillingness in the eyes of each other. When will we be the medical practitioner be the heroic and the blessing?

That night, the deputy chief instructor of Wu Xiu arrived at Li Yongsheng's courtyard.

He is Qu Shengnan's junior. He knew that Li Yongsheng's potential should not be underestimated, so he said directly that he would not care about the doctors and the Chaoyang Daxue Hall, and it was not a group of doctors' turn to take charge!

Even if you want to enter Chaoyang Scholarship, you should choose martial arts, not medical practice.

The trial the next day was transferred to the clinic of the Daxiu Hall. In addition to the one yesterday, there were two more injured people waiting for acupuncture. It is said that they were selected by the medical practitioners.

Li Yongsheng didn't care about the extra injuries. In fact, he didn't take the acupuncture for a long time. The key is that after the acupuncture, he had to observe the reaction of the injured, adjust from time to time, and then take the acupuncture... He had to do it himself.

Anyway, his plan is to spend two hours a day.

However, the team that came to watch really surprised him, as many as fifty or sixty people, because the needle was not big, and there were tables and chairs next to him, and the people stood on the tables and chairs to watch.

As for the photoshoot, there was basically one person in his hand, so he couldn't protest, so he only made one request, "My face cannot appear in the photoshoot, otherwise I will be in trouble."

"Is this a good thing?" A young man smiled and said, obviously a medical practitioner from the Great Xiutang. "You should become famous as soon as possible."

It doesn’t matter if you are famous, I’m afraid you are too famous, so Li Yongsheng rolled his eyes helplessly.

Wu Xiu's vice-president instructor walked forward, kicked Xiusheng off the stool, and said with a dark face, "He is famous, so others can come and assassinate... Are you really not an undercover agent sent by Xinyue?"

"You are almost the same as Zhu," Wang Nan was furious when he saw this, "You can't say anything well?"

When General Zhu heard this, his face darkened, "If Li Yongsheng died of an accident, will you count it as mine?"

Can we speak more auspiciously? Li Yongsheng rolled his eyes helplessly.

After this little twists and turns, everyone knows that taking photos is inappropriate, and even if the needle technique of Jiufengsong is taken in detail, it is afraid that it will not be enough. Who has the intention to take pictures of people's faces?

The first day passed like this, and Li Yongsheng did not do anything except acupuncture. Wang Nan cared about him very much, but when he prescribed the decoction, he just asked, how should he prescribe it?

Then, the actual prescriptions, even massage, ventilation and blood circulation, were left to others to do.

The next day, more people watched. The medical community was not big. Some people publicly demonstrated acupuncture techniques, but Jiufeng Qiming, so of course some people were bothered to learn.

Even a few people came to the Imperial Hospital to observe, and each person had a photo stone, which Wang Nan could not stop. It was the Imperial Hospital. After the cultivator of the Great Refining Hall graduated, he was still counting on going there.

However, he still tried his best to announce that he would not be allowed to slap Li Yongsheng in the face, otherwise Yin Jiutian would not be able to give him face if he came.

On the third day, there was another accident. This time, someone from the National Medical College of China and North China Medical College came.

During the ceremony, basically every monastery will send people to Beijing, at least some programs and some faces will be displayed.
Chapter completed!