503: C503 Tianxin(part I)

C503 Tianxin(part I)

The students raised their heads and looked at Professor Ye in confusion.

Ye Lingtian took a deep breath and began to act cool, "Thank you for everyone's cooperation. Actually, it was just the prelude. Compared to what I'm going to say, the information I just revealed is insignificant. In other words, my class just started."

He placed his hands behind his back and slowly said to the confused student, "The reason why I tore the textbook apart is because everything written in this book is f * cking bullshit."

Ma Yueyue looked angrily at Ye Lingtian. You are an agent. We are willing to cooperate with you for the country, but you can't insult our textbooks like that. Bullshit? This History of the Development of Chinese Medicine is the latest and most authoritative textbook on the history of traditional Chinese medicine. This is a well-known fact.

Seeing the students frown at the same time, Ye Lingtian walked in front of Ma Yueyue's seat and took out the Acupuncture book from the paper bag. He shook his head and laughed: "What the book says is bullshit!"

"Professor Ye, you're too much!" Ma Yueyue stood up with a swoosh, her face red with anger.

Judging from her previous performance, this Ma Yueyue was a courageous girl. Ye Lingtian passed the textbook to her and said with a smile, "You're not convinced, right?"

"Professor Ye, perhaps you are very talented in other areas, otherwise you wouldn't have been expropriated by the relevant departments. However, you don't have the qualifications to evaluate the knowledge we have learned in the classroom! "Besides, why are you rummaging through my handbag without my permission?" Ma Yueyue clenched her fist tightly and said in a huff, "What a lack of quality!"

Shouting. This little girl, uh, when the female student is angry she's much prettier than when she laughs … But how much! Ye Lingtian looked around and said in a deep voice, "Perhaps, in your opinion, I, a brute who has not even graduated from primary school, am not qualified to evaluate the knowledge you have learnt here. Perhaps, you will think that I am not a descendant of Ye Family, so it is unforgivable to presumptuous evaluation of the crimes of traditional Chinese medicine here! To a certain extent, there is nothing wrong with your perspective. What I want to tell you is, these textbooks are the ones that allowed you to distance yourselves from the real Chinese medicine, and it is those so-called quack doctors and professors who allowed you to walk further and further on the road to true knowledge.

Ye Lingtian curled his lips in disdain, and said haughtily: "To admit that you are a disciple of Ye Family, with a single sentence from the bottom of your heart, is tantamount to being insulted!"

Ma Yueyue widened her eyes and looked at Ye Lingtian as if she was looking at a madman. She really did not understand what was wrong with this fake professor. You said you didn't have any knowledge or culture, so we really didn't say anything. Not only that, when you told us the truth, we were also willing to cooperate.

The other students looked at each other, feeling that Ye Lingtian was too much and also deeply saddened for him at the same time. Psychology had said before that a situation like Ye Lingtian should be caused by a strong inferiority complex.

Ye Lingtian saw that there was something wrong with the eyes of the students. He knew full well that if he were to force the students to believe him, he would have to use his trump card!

He picked up the chalk and closed his eyes, drawing a few curved lines on the blackboard. The white chalk followed the lines and pointed crazily to the ground, and then he threw the chalk onto the ground and arrogantly said, "What I am teaching is not medicine, I am teaching is treatment! Do you understand? "

What do we understand? F * ck, what nonsense was this drawing? Could it be that this Ye Lingtian was really mad due to his inferiority complex? The students sucked in a breath of cold air.

You have no knowledge, no culture, you can come to our department and pretend to be a learned professor, but you can't disturb our discipline, time is life for us! Ma Yueyue was about to open her mouth and protest violently when she saw the few curved lines on the blackboard. Her body trembled. Why were these lines and dots … Why does it feel so familiar?

She quickly opened the Acupuncture Science textbook and looked at the blackboard. Although the lines were slightly different, they were generally the same. As for the chalk spots, they were clearly acupoints! Right! All the acupoints in his body! Following the lines drawn by Ye Lingtian, one could imagine that the distribution of acupoints was not much different from that of acupuncture meridian maps, especially for some common acupoints, the distribution was so accurate that it made one's hair stand on end. Other than that, there were also some dots which were not marked on the meridian map, and Ye Lingtian had also marked them.

According to the latest research results, there were more than a thousand acupoints in a person's body, and he had actually accurately marked them out! In such a short period of time, how fast was his hand speed? What is the degree of familiarity with acupoints? With this ability, even the Chinese acupuncturist Professor Wang Jinquan would not be able to do it.

Ye Lingtian may be lacking in cultural knowledge, but as for Chinese medicine, he might really have some skills! Could it be that what he said was true?

Ma Yueyue had been studying acupuncture since high school, so she was the first to react. When did the other high school students have the time to study this? So the way he looked at Ye Lingtian was very weird.

Tch, he didn't know what to say anymore. This group of students didn't understand. Looks like I have to use my ultimate move if I'm not pretending. Ye Lingtian walked up to Ma Yueyue and asked in a deep voice, "Did you bring a silver needle?"

Ma Yueyue quickly took out the leather needle bag from her black backpack and handed it to Ye Lingtian. From Ye Lingtian's eyes, she saw something different.

Ye Lingtian took out a silver needle and scanned through it.

All the geniuses trembled in unison. What was this tall and strong lunatic trying to do? He was going crazy on the blackboard just now, but now he was pinching the silver needles as he looked around. Fuck, could it be that he had a brain cramps and wanted to prick us with needles?

Ye Lingtian's gaze finally fell on a boy with thick glasses and said coldly, "I can cure your high myopia with three needles. Do you believe me?"

At first, the boy did not react. But after he did, he shook his head like a rattle drum. To let a madman use the needle is to hang himself on a rope.

"You will be grateful to me!" Ye Lingtian pointed at the boy a few more times, and the boy realized that he couldn't move a muscle. He widened his eyes in fright and wanted to shout out anxiously, "This lunatic is about to commit murder! Hurry up and help him!" Unfortunately, he could not utter a single word.

Point? This very martial and chivalrous word suddenly popped up in his mind.

Ye Lingtian's hands moved like lightning. The silver needles that were condensed into Genuine Qi pierced into his eye sockets, causing a steady stream of Genuine Qi to surge through his meridians.

A burst of clarity came from the depths of the boy's mind. This feeling was like a comfortable, lazy sleep in the warm spring. It had been a long time since he had found this feeling of relaxation under the extreme pressure of studying. This man who hadn't even graduated from primary school really knew how to use acupuncture in the west, or to be more accurate, he knew how to use acupuncture? Just as this question flashed through his mind, before he could even react, the three silver needles that pierced into his eye sockets were retracted.

No one could see Ye Lingtian's actions clearly. Even a famous doctor like Yang Dezhi could only see the Arts of Acupuncture in the clouds.0

When Ye Lingtian threw the silver needle bag to Ma Yueyue, a lot of people didn't know how to react.

Some of the more courageous male students rushed over to Ye Lingtian. If they were not mistaken, this guy had just given a shot at their classmate. What if there was an accident when it was damaged? He had to surround this lunatic first so that he could have an explanation in the future.

"This is too much. This is a classroom. Even if your identity is extraordinary, you still aren't a reckless person!"

"The country has given you special privileges, not to let you hurt others. If my classmate had three or two, I would definitely not forgive you!"

"Yeah, let's call the police. This Ye fella is crazy!"

The students shouted at the same time. There were even a few students who had rolled up their sleeves and were ready to make a move.

"Wait!" A slightly trembling male voice rang out.

He slowly took off his glasses and shivered all over. He looked in front of him and rubbed his eyes, then he looked in front of him and rubbed his eyes again …

"This is impossible!" He exclaimed, as if he had seen a ghost, "This is absolutely impossible! I'm not short sighted, I'm not short sighted! "

With these words, the previously noisy classroom instantly fell into a deathly silence.

Ma Yueyue quickly ran over and whispered to her male classmate, "Zhang Loong, you..." Don't spout nonsense. Are you nearsighted? "

Zhang Loong picked up his glasses, which were thicker than the bottom of a pen and bowl, and put them on the bridge of his nose. Then he shook his head and looked at Ye Lingtian in surprise, "I can see clearly after taking off my glasses!" "Oh my god, Professor Ye, is my myopia really cured?"

Ye Lingtian smiled faintly and said, "You haven't completely recovered yet. As long as you maintain a healthy eye habit, you will naturally recover after seven days. If I'm not wrong, your myopia should be between 800 to 900 degrees."

What kind of deities are they here for!? You are! Zhang Loong nearly blurted out the words in his heart.

Simply three needles had cured his myopia, this was a mythical story, and now it was happening at an irreversible tempo. This was not scientific, it was illogical, even if there were thousands of reasons to refute such an outrageous phenomenon, the truth was still the truth!

Zhang Loong's high myopia is cured! The worries that had plagued Zhang Loong for so many years had disappeared! If that was the case, what Ye Lingtian said just now was not a crazy thing to say, nor was it an exaggeration. This person was truly capable! Well, to be exact, he had the ability to do so! Currently, medical technology is very developed. High myopia can be cured by performing an operation. However, three needles were used to treat high myopia in a nearly non-invasive manner. This kind of thing has never been heard of before.

Ma Yueyue trembled as she looked at Ye Lingtian with bloodshot eyes. She whispered, "Professor Ye, can you teach me the Arts of Acupuncture?"

"Professor Ye, teach us!" A male student rushed over and looked excitedly at Ye Lingtian, "I want to use the Arts of Acupuncture that you taught me, to let my father stand up again!"

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