"Ah, why is that student back? Did Teacher Mo and Teacher Li have some problems with the diagnosis and treatment just now? Is there any problem with his stomach?" The students whispered in the podium.

"Probably not. When Teacher Mo took our pulse just now, he cut it very accurately. Even Teacher Li Guangke nodded beside him and said yes. Why did Teacher Mo see the wrong disease?" Another student said strangely.

When Mo Zhitao saw the boy from the clinical college coming, he was stunned for a moment. However, he quickly laughed and said, "Classmate, have you not found out that you are sick? Or is Qiu Yuan asking you to come over and make trouble?" Mo Zhitao was not polite about such a student who did not want to correct his mistakes.

Mo Zhitao is very confident in his medical skills. Although he did not take the pulse for the boy, he would not read it wrong. The boy's stomach is very serious and probably has gastric cancer. This boy is indeed sick, and going to the clinical college to check will definitely lead to problems.

But the boy still came to him and did not go to the hospital to treat gastric cancer. He probably wanted to make trouble here. Therefore, Mo Zhitao became popular.

"Teacher Mo, I'm sorry, I'm wrong. I really have a problem with my stomach. Just now, he was scared when he saw that there was a problem with his stomach. Although he was a doctor and had seen many birth, old age, sickness and death, he couldn't accept it when he fell on himself.

"Wow, Teacher Mo is so handsome. He is my male god. I like him." Xiaofeng from the audience screamed with her big mouth covering her big mouth. The boy came over and said this, which shows that Mo Zhitao's diagnosis was correct again.

Mo Zhitao is a miraculous doctor. His eyes can be used as a perspective machine in the hospital. As long as the patient walks to his side, he can see what kind of disease he is. The students in the audience were excited again. They did not expect that Mo Zhitao's medical skills were so powerful.

"I'm sorry, I told you just now that your stomach is cancer, so you'd better go to the hospital for treatment." Mo Zhitao shook his head and said.

"Teacher Mo, you must save me, I kowtow to you." The boy knelt on the ground in fear, "I have an old mother above and a newly breastfed son below, you must save me."

"Damn, he is a student, how could he get married and have children? Did your mother give birth to you again?" The students in the audience were not stupid, and immediately exposed the boy's lies.

Li Guangke didn't say anything there. He just took the pulse for the boy. The other party was in a very serious condition and might have cancer. He was not sure about the treatment, let alone Mo Zhitao.

"Teacher Mo, just be sorry for me. I was instructed by Vice Principal Qiu Yuan to make trouble. I was wrong. I shouldn't be someone else's thug. You must save me." The boy gritted his teeth. He felt that Mo Zhitao refused to save him, because it must be because of the trouble just now. So he gave Qiu Yuan out.

He has no life now, and he doesn't care about Qiu Yuan anymore. What is giving scholarships this semester, staying at school after graduation or staying in an affiliated hospital, is all over the world. He wants to make Mo Zhitao happy, and he wants Mo Zhitao to save him.

"Ah, it turns out that it's really a trick of the clinical college. No, we sent this information to the school forum and online," the students immediately sent the message with their mobile phones.

Mo Zhitao did not expect the boy to confess Qiu Yuan on the spot. He asked with interest: "Classmate, don't talk nonsense. Vice President Qiu Yuan is a senior leader. Why did he think that the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine has closed down? If there is no evidence, don't talk nonsense, otherwise you will be punished by the school."

The boy was scolding him in his heart. He was already suffering from a terminal illness, so why bother to care? To put it bluntly, he would have to leave school and be treated in the hospital if he was late.

"Teacher Mo, really, I didn't lie to you. Although I have no evidence, Vice Principal Qiu Yuan has promised us. If you don't believe it, you can ask other students." The boy turned his head and looked at the students from other clinical colleges.

But when those students heard the boy say this, they immediately took a few steps back. They were not terminally ill, so of course they would not talk nonsense like this boy. When those students saw the boy say bad things about Qiu Yuan, they did not dare to stay here.

After all, they are students of the Medical University, and Qiu Yuan is the vice president of the Medical University. If they want to punish them, they will definitely not be able to take care of them. So they turned around and ran out.

When the boy saw that all his classmates ran away, he angrily scolded those people for being unscrupulous and did not help him at the critical moment. "Students, I didn't say anything. What I said was true. Qiu Yuan didn't want the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine to continue. Anyway, I am suffering from a terminal illness now, and I am not afraid of anything. I will tell the truth."

Mo Zhitao nodded. This boy is a smart man. In order to please him, he talked bad things about Qiu Yuan. It seems that he is willing to do so. "Classmate, your stomach has developed into cancer. I will try to treat you. However, your disease cannot be cured in a day or two, and it will take a while."

Mo Zhitao did not use internal energy or Yin-Yang techniques for treatment for the treatment today. He relied on superb traditional Chinese medicine skills. This way, it is easy to understand, and students can accept it.

"Okay, I'll listen to Teacher Mo. I'll do whatever you tell me to do." The student gritted his teeth. As long as he could live, Mo Zhitao asked him to bite Qiu Yuan, he would definitely not be vague.

"I don't need you, just cooperate with my treatment." Mo Zhitao sighed softly. What's wrong with the current society? Even students have become so merciless and smooth.

"Okay," the boy said happily. If he didn't need to bite Qiu Yuan, it would be better, and he wouldn't want to do things too well.

Mo Zhitao said to the students in the audience: "Students, I will demonstrate acupuncture for you now. This student has a stomach problem and some functions have been broken. I will use silver needles to clear the functions of his stomach."

Mo Zhitao asked the boy to lie on the stretcher bed. This time, he carefully took the pulse for the boy before taking the silver needle and breathing lightly. "I am using the method of pricking the acupuncture point used by your senior brother Cheng Zhifeng, but unfortunately he died young."

After saying that, Mo Zhitao used the upper acupuncture method, which focused on speed. Under his use, his movements were like flowing water, which made people breathtakingly.

"Oh my God, is this a needle or a performance? It's so handsome." Some girls looked at Mo Zhitao, their eyes glowing.

Some boys did not expect to use silver needles to treat patients and could be so handsome. They made up their minds to learn acupuncture tomorrow, and they took silver needles while picking up girls. This is a magical tool for picking up girls.

After Mo Zhitao gave the boy an injection, he said to the boy: "You can rest here first. For half an hour, I will get the injection for you, and then I will prescribe the medicine for you. After taking the medicine for seven days, I will follow up your visit."

"Okay, Teacher Mo, I feel that my stomach is not that uncomfortable." The boy looked at Mo Zhitao and said. After the examination just now, he found that there was something wrong with his stomach, so he always felt uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

"Teacher Mo, can you cure the cancer?" asked the student in the audience.

Mo Zhitao shook his head, "I can't guarantee that it's cancer after all, and I will work hard to do it. Because there is not much time left, let's come up with the next classmate."

At this time, a female student walked onto the stage. When Mo Zhitao saw her, he couldn't help but whisper: "Classmate, you have it."

"Ah" the girl screamed. She hadn't come to that place for two months, and she didn't pay much attention, because her one was often not on time, sometimes only once every three months, and she didn't expect that she had it.

"Teacher, what disease does she have? Tell everyone." The students asked.

Because every time a student is present, Mo Zhitao explains the illness he sees to the students, and those students benefit a lot. But after the girl goes up, Mo Zhitao does not explain it to everyone, but talks to the girls in a low voice.

"Haha, you don't need to know about this disease. Classmate, you must be careful in the future. You have no other diseases." Mo Zhitao did not take the pulse for the girl.

"Thank you, Teacher Mo." The girl walked down with a blushing face. If it weren't for Mo Zhitao's reminder, she might have been confused.

When the girl returned to her seat, her boyfriend asked strangely: "What did Teacher Mo tell you? What disease did you have?"

"It's all your fault. You're asking you to use a condom, but you don't need it." The girl cursed with a blushing face.

The girl's boyfriend turned pale when he heard this. He made his girlfriend's belly bigger. This is not a trivial matter. Last time his girlfriend said that he didn't come, he didn't pay much attention. It was so miserable that he couldn't be a father now. He had to solve this problem quickly.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Mo Zhitao looked at Li Guangke embarrassedly. He originally completed the class with Li Guangke, but he didn't expect that he was the only one performing, while Li Guangke was watching from the side.

"Zhitao, let's get off the get out of class," Li Guangke said to Mo Zhitao with a smile.

"Okay," Mo Zhitao nodded. After he announced that the get out of class was over, the students still refused to accept it, and even shouted that Mo Zhitao wanted to teach them again.

Mo Zhitao said seriously: "Students, don't look at me as young. In fact, when I was very young, I practiced traditional Chinese medicine hard. Only by enduring hardships can you become the best. As long as you are willing to work hard and endure hardships, your future achievements will definitely be above me."

"Yes, classmates, although Teacher Mo is young, he is already the vice president of the District People's Hospital. I heard that the leader still wants to promote him, but he does not want to achieve administrative results, but wants to study more traditional Chinese medicine and benefit the people." Li Guangke was promoting Mo Zhitao next to him.

"Teacher Mo, which hospital are you in? I will go to your hospital to be a doctor after graduation." Xiaofeng pushed everyone away, and she wanted to rush to Mo Zhitao to express her feelings.

Mo Zhitao saw Xiaofeng say such words, his head was so big. He couldn't afford to offend such an ugly woman.

"It's over, everyone, go out first, don't occupy the classroom." Min Xiaoyan saw that the students refused to leave, and she was anxious and hurriedly persuaded everyone to leave the classroom first. Hundreds of people surrounded Mo Zhitao. If there was a chaos, something might happen.
Chapter completed!