"Vice Principal Zhu, is it too early to speak?"

Song Ziwen was very aware of Ye Chen's medical skills, so he just said lightly: "The students are still young and not very sensible, and they only know a little about Chinese medicine!"

"Huh, that's not all what you taught me. It's simply misleading. I must report this situation to the Department of Education!" Zhu Mingyi said righteously.

"No, you misunderstood!"

Unexpectedly, Song Ziwen smiled faintly and said in a deep voice: "What I mean is that if a person with facial paralysis is treated in the treatment area, Teacher Ye won't even take a minute!"

"What?"

"Principal Song, are you kidding me?"

Everyone looked at Song Ziwen with wide eyes, wondering if they had heard wrongly!

"Crazy, everyone in the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine is crazy, no one is normal, let's go!" Zhu Mingyi stood up in anger, turned around and was about to leave.

"What if I could cure him?"

A faint voice came from the podium: "It's okay if you don't understand Chinese medicine. Don't go around saying that Chinese medicine is not good, or else I'll slap you with my big mouth!"

"You bastard, what did you say!?"

Zhu Mingyi, who had already reached the back door, immediately stopped when he heard Ye Chen say this and glared at Ye Chen fiercely.

"Are you deaf?"

"I said if you slander Chinese medicine again, I'll slap you!" Ye Chen's voice suddenly increased, causing everyone's eardrums to hurt.

"Chinese people are tough-talking!"

Robinson snorted coldly: "Actually, you can't cure facial paralysis at all, and Chinese medicine is just a trick to fool stupid people!"

"Stupid sister!"

Ye Chen rolled his eyes and said coldly: "I only need three injections to cure that guy's facial paralysis! Principal Song is right, it really doesn't take a minute!"

"..."

Everyone's jaw dropped when they heard this. They had seen bragging, but they had never seen Ye Chen brag to death like this!

"good!"

Robinson said angrily: "I want to see how you can cure Jiang in one minute!"

"That's right! If you are just talking nonsense, I will definitely report it to my superiors!" Zhu Ming stayed because he was loyal. Even if he beat him to death, he would not believe that Ye Chen could keep his word.

"Am I going to cure him?" Ye Chen looked at Zhu Mingyi jokingly.

"Hmph! If you want to cure him, I will agree to whatever conditions you want!"

"real?"

"I'm not like some people who talk nonsense! So many people have heard it, and I will never go back on it!" Zhu Mingyi said angrily.

"Okay, this is what you said!"

The corners of Ye Chen's mouth raised, revealing a strange arc.

"Principal Song, what should I do?"

"Hurry up and ask Teacher Ye to come down and apologize. How can facial paralysis be cured in just one minute?"

Those teachers who were not familiar with Ye Chen were anxious. If the superiors pursued him, the college would definitely be in trouble, and it might even affect their year-end bonuses!

"Shut up!"

Song Ziwen frowned and scolded sternly: "I believe Teacher Ye, you should also learn what real Chinese medicine is!"

"..."

Several teachers were scolded but did not dare to talk back. They could only curse Ye Chen in their hearts. Why are they bragging? Now they are shooting themselves in the foot!

Ye Chen walked off the podium, walked up to his confidants in full view of everyone, and took out the silver needle he carried with him.

The confidant subconsciously wanted to hide when he saw the sharp silver needle, but he heard Ye Chen say:

"You'd better not move around, otherwise I'll prick your eyes, but don't blame me!"

"you......"

The confidant was almost furious when he heard this, but Zhu Mingyi gave him a look, and the confidant had to sit on the stool obediently.

Ye Chen took out three silver needles of different lengths, disinfected them with alcohol, and quickly inserted three needles into the opponent's Dicang point, Yingxiang point, and temple!

The speed of injecting needles and the accuracy of identifying acupuncture points are so fast that even an old professor from the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine can't compare to them.

As the silver needle was rubbed in Ye Chen's hand, his heart felt warm on his face, as if he had put a big freshly baked sesame seed cake on his face.

"Hot, hot, hot..."

The confidant was stamping his feet anxiously. Could it be that Ye Chen had stabbed it in the wrong place? What if it was disfigured?

"Oh my God, nothing will happen, right?"

"I think Director Jiang's face has turned the color of pig liver!"

"..."

When the confidant heard this, he glared at the speaker. Did this bastard even think about raising his professional title? He actually said that his face was the color of pig liver?

Just as everyone held their breath, Ye Chen pulled out the silver needle and said calmly:

"alright!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his confidant's face returned to normal at a speed visible to the naked eye. Everyone was dissatisfied and shocked when they saw this!

"This, how is this possible?"

Zhu Mingyi stepped forward and pinched his confidant's face hard, causing him to grin in pain.

But no matter how hard he pinched, his confidant's face did return to normal.

"Principal Song, the teachers in your school still have a lot of skills. Farewell!"

Zhu Mingyi is not stupid either. The thirty-six strategies are the best at the moment to prevent Ye Chen from raising conditions.

"etc!"

"You just said you would agree to whatever conditions I put forward, right?"

As the saying goes, whatever you are afraid of will come to you. Before Zhu Mingyi could walk out of the classroom, he was stopped by Ye Chen.

"You, tell me what you want to do!"

Zhu Mingyi was helpless. He was considered a leader, so he couldn't break his promise in front of so many people. Otherwise, would he still be fooled if word got out?

"It's very simple. You just go to the playground and stand under the national flag and say a hundred times 'I love Chinese medicine'. It's not difficult, right?" Ye Chen grinned.

"That's unreasonable! Aren't you a disgusting person?"

Zhu Mingyi immediately refused when he heard this. This is a fucking tactic for corporal punishment of students. How dare this bastard Ye Chen use it on him?

"Don't want to?"

Ye Chen smiled coldly: "Then there is another way!"

"What can we do?" Zhu Mingyi's eyes lit up.

"If you jump down from here, you won't have to stand on the playground!"

"Too much!"

The confidant couldn't stand listening anymore and said angrily: "I will stand under the national flag on behalf of the leader!"

"Did I bet with you?"

Ye Chen ignored his confidant at all. Such a small character was not worthy of his punishment.

"Vice Principal Zhu, there will be a meeting in the Education Department in a few days. If this matter reaches the ears of the leaders, it will not be good for you!"

At the critical moment, Song Ziwen said to Zhu Mingyi with a smile.

"You...okay, I'll go!"

Zhu Mingyi was so angry. He didn't expect that Song Ziwen was a big scumbag and stabbed him in the back. It was so abominable!

The get out of class time just arrived, and the students passing by the playground saw a scene that was ridiculous. They saw an old man standing under the national flag and shouting:

“I love Chinese medicine!”

Over and over again, he has never said such disgusting words to his wife in his life...

"Tsk tsk, our Chinese medicine is about to rise. Look at this person who is so old and still loves Chinese medicine so much!"

"I'm so moved. Which class is this student from? He looks so old!"

"Don't say that to me. It's not his fault that he's old. Maybe his whole family is old and he has the old man gene?"

"..."

puff!
Chapter completed!