"Oh, it's true that he has no hair on his lips and is not doing things well. Young people are becoming more and more frivolous nowadays." Old Yang commented in a slight tone.

Lu Xiaoxi was really a little amused and cried. I really don’t know where Coach Teng found such an unreliable person, and he had no technical content in his speech.

He was also drunk when he called acupuncture as a hole. Lu Xiaoxi deliberately criticized him for sacking, but he hadn't reacted yet. Lu Xiaoxi knew the principle of acupuncture at elementary school. As long as he had been exposed to traditional Chinese medicine, he could not say this, right?

But Teng Honggang is not such an unreliable person. Lu Xiaoxi suddenly asked with great blessing:

"Old Yang, are you not us Chinese?"

"What a good vision, little girl, I am from Yue." Old Yang was in a good mood: "The medical skills of our Yue Kingdom are important..."

"Come here, I'll see you off!" Lu Xiaoxi was not polite to him at all.

Immediately, a few boys who could not bear it came over and prepared to chase people. They had already had enough of this old guy who was dependent on his seniority and pretended to understand. If they weren't afraid of causing trouble for Lu Xiaoxi, they would have been on the table.

"What do you mean? I'm here to give you some advice on your medical skills. Are you so rude?" Old Yang was very angry.

"Instructions on medical skills? Yes, many students in our class need your advice and want to ask you for advice. Jiayin, how many students who are not alive in your hands should discuss the difference between acupuncture and burlap sacks with our senior from Yueguo?"

"Okay, leave it to me." Gu Jiayin had already held back her laughter and jumped out quickly. Several other classmates also followed her, which was related to medical skills discussions in different countries. They were very interested. This old guy was also funny. If he didn't deal with him, he wouldn't know how powerful Chinese medicine is in China.

Lu Xiaoxi continued to do her acupuncture calmly. Fan Zhiwei was the oldest among these young fencing masters, 22 years old, participated in many competitions, was more famous, and had the worst physical condition. Lu Xiaoxi caught him and treated him with his own hands.

The patients and physical condition of the others were checked clearly on the first day and assigned to explain everyone's acupuncture treatment methods. If this happens, her classmates are not able to do it, then there is really no need to do the internship.

Of course, when they have all the acupuncture done, Lu Xiaoxi will secretly open the sky eye to see if anyone makes any mistakes. We can't really encounter accidents that cause irreparable losses.

Very good. Even if there is the goatee making trouble, everyone has done a good job. The years of learning and practice have been in vain.

With Lu Xiaoxi's supernatural powers and the heated discussions in the outer room, she could hear them, and even occasionally used the voice transmission to secretly mention Gu Jiayin.

Not to mention, this goatee-bearded old man really has two brushes and is very perineural.

Previously, Lu Xiaoxi and Gu Jiayin and others thought that the old guy didn't understand acupuncture. As a result, once the debate started, his knowledge of acupuncture could reach the level of a university professor. It seems that he deliberately fired those words at the beginning.

But so what? No matter how strong he is, he can't get anything from Lu Xiaoxi. Lu Xiaoxi and his class are all academic masters with extraordinary IQ, and Lu Xiaoxi secretly gives some advice.

The goatee argued for a long time, but was a little brainwashed by their students. They were originally here to pick things up, but they said:

"I also agree with your point of view. If you want to prove that my country's medical skills are unparalleled in the world, I should go to your school to communicate more and learn more about the traditional Chinese medicine that has been passed down by China for thousands of years. Only with more knowledge can I have more say.

Perhaps, we can also improve each other through our communication?"

"Yes, Professor Yang, the many questions you raised today have also given us a lot of inspiration. We look forward to you coming to our school. All our classmates welcome you." Hou Zhiqiang replied with a smile. As the League Secretary, his social skills are getting stronger and stronger.

"How many students are there in your class?"

"Thirty-two people."

"Then what grade are you in your class?"

"It's probably third."

"Who is the first?"

"Lu Xiaoxi."

"Then what's your medical skills?"

"If it is Western medicine, I might be second. If it is traditional Chinese medicine, I will probably be seventh."

"Who is the first in Western medicine?"

"Lu Xiaoxi."

"Where is Chinese medicine?"

"It's still Lu Xiaoxi!"

Hearing the names of the three answers point to Lu Xiaoxi, and their classmates kept nodding in agreement, Goatee said:

"Okay, I understand, then I won't leave anymore. I want to take a good look at how Lu Xiaoxi treats the disease!"

"That's not OK. The squad leader said that we were sending off guests. The squad leader was disturbed when he hated acupuncture the most." Hou Zhiqiang shook his head quickly.

"Don't worry, I won't talk. I'll take a look." Goosebeard was speechless. Not to mention, his task was to cause destruction. After nearly an hour of debate, he actually began to fall in love with these cute children.

The answer to him was still unification. They were too obedient to Lu Xiaoxi!

"Let him come in alone." It was Lu Xiaoxi's voice that came, and he was relieved.

Huh, you can go in. Before Professor Yang entered, he did not forget to instruct Teng Honggang:

"You're waiting outside."

Why are you so obedient?!Which side of you are from?

Teng Honggang was speechless, and it was difficult to turn against Professor Yang, so he could only nod in a bad mood.

When Professor Yang entered, he could no longer see Lu Xiaoxi’s acupuncture. She had completed today’s treatment and was taking Fan Zhiwei’s pulse.

There are a few others that are about to end. Professor Yang took a look and knew it.

When he came in, he focused on everyone's condition. Although he couldn't get started, because they had taken off their tops, and some clues could be seen.

After about an hour of treatment, although it didn't get better immediately, the improvement effect was quite obvious and the complexion became much better, especially the patient under Lu Xiaoxi's hands.

"Young man, come here, I'll check it for you." Old Yang couldn't help but greet Fan Zhiwei, who had just finished taking the pulse by Lu Xiaoxi.

Fan Zhiwei rolled his eyes coolly, turned around and left.

Embarrassing capitalization!

No, I'll catch up.

Professor Yang was unwilling to give up and chased after him and called Fan Zhiwei.

Fortunately, Teng Honggang was waiting outside. Seeing this scene, he quickly called his apprentice.

Fan Zhiwei was brought up by Teng Honggang since he was a child, and he guided him in swordsmanship and learned about it. Master and disciple are like father and son, and all of them are like this.

Teng Honggang called someone, which is effective.

Even though Fan Zhiwei was unwilling to do so, he still stopped and asked the vulgar goatee-bearded old man to touch his body up and down. Even though he knew that he was treating him, he still felt disgusting.

"Doctor Lu only needs to take his pulse." Fan Zhiwei said unhappily to the old man.
Chapter completed!