Chapter 130: Auditing Class
The two looked at each other, and finally, Feng Zhaohua said: "Wait a minute, I'll go find someone."
Feng Zhaohua gritted his teeth, turned and left.
Then, several members of the UV team came down.
Feng Zhaohua waved his hand and said, "Go to the account and let Boss Su help you gain points."
Su Qing glanced at her and said, "Didn't you say you were going to call someone? Why aren't you coming?"
Feng Zhaohua chuckled and said, "Aren't you thinking that with an expert here, your gaming experience will be better?
I'll be cheering you on from the side!"
"Okay, then you just watch carefully." Su Qing actually knew what Feng Zhaohua meant, but she didn't expose him. She just obediently logged into the game account and teamed up with Ling Yunshan.
"Boss, which position do you want to play?" Ling Yunshan glanced at Feng Zhaohua and asked hesitantly.
Su Qing said: "Hit the shooter. Or have you found another shooter?"
The four of them looked at each other with bright eyes, and they obviously understood what she meant: "Boss, do you agree?"
Promise to play in the next game?
Su Qing smiled bitterly and said, "I may be unemployed, so I have to make more money for my retirement while I have the opportunity now."
Several people thought Su Qing was joking and didn't take this remark to heart.
They say that they are teaming up to gain points, but in fact it is just training in disguise.
The training didn't end until two in the morning.
After returning to the room and washing up, Su Qing felt extremely excited and couldn't fall asleep.
The way modern young people deal with insomnia is to play with their mobile phones all night long.
Of course, Su Qing didn't intend to stay up all night, but she still honestly took out her cell phone.
She looked here and clicked there, and suddenly, she thought of something and logged into the official website of Yucheng Medical College.
I found Mr. Jiang’s course schedule in it.
This semester, the school assigned Mr. Jiang the teaching task of acupuncture.
Every Wednesday to Friday morning, he has his major classes.
Friday, it's Friday now.
At seven o'clock the next morning, the alarm clock rang on time, and Su Qing covered her phone with the quilt in annoyance.
I felt like my head was going to explode and I couldn't open my eyes.
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Three seconds later, Su Qing sat up suddenly and remembered that she had to attend a class at Yucheng Medical College today.
She quickly cleaned herself up, put on her mask and hat, and hurried downstairs.
"Hey, would you like to have breakfast?" The cook asked from behind, looking at her hurried appearance.
"No thanks." It was almost half past seven, and the first class of Yucheng Medical College was at half past eight.
It takes at least half an hour to drive from here, and then you have to find the classroom on campus, so time is very tight.
At 8:20, Su Qing stood in the classroom on time.
Looking at people chatting and eating breakfast around her, Su Qing felt a little regretful. Why didn't she just take two buns over?
Just as I was thinking about it, I saw Mr. Jiang walking in slowly.
So, Su Qing witnessed what it means to have an Oscar-winning actor's face-changing acting skills.
I saw everyone throwing away irrelevant things in their hands and sitting upright in their seats.
To be honest, she had only seen this kind of correct sitting posture in elementary school students.
"What's wrong?" Su Qing asked in a low voice.
The young lady next to her glanced at her sideways and shook her head slightly, as if to say, don't affect her.
This……
"Okay, then you go first today." Mr. Jiang's voice sounded at the right time.
Su Qing instantly felt that the classmates around her breathed a sigh of relief.
What is this doing? A question flashed through Su Qing's mind, and she happened to meet Mr. Jiang's gaze.
Su Qing looked around and pointed at herself: "Me?"
"Well, come up." As he said that, Mr. Jiang put the thing in his hand on the podium and opened it slowly.
As his words fell, she could even hear the entire classroom heaving a sigh of relief.
So, is Grandpa Jiang so scary in class?
She only felt her doubts grow even more intense, and she walked silently to the podium.
When Su Qing walked to the podium, Mr. Jiang placed the last item in place.
"Reach out your hand." He said expressionlessly.
Su Qing looked at his driving and knew that he wanted to take her pulse.
It just so happened that she also felt that something was wrong with her recently, so she reached out and put her hand on it.
"Well, the pulse is steady and strong, but there is nothing serious wrong with him.
I just feel depressed and like to sulk, which makes me become a big pufferfish. Also, staying up late is harmful to your health, so you should just stay up all night.
This way, you won’t hurt your body, but will hurt your life directly.”
Very good, he is still the merciless Grandpa Jiang in my memory.
College classes are basically large classes, lasting an hour and a half each.
Two classes in the morning.
During the break, Su Qing finally understood the reason for everyone's abnormal behavior.
"Why didn't I see you before?" the girl who was sitting next to her and signaling with her eyes asked curiously.
Su Qing deliberately lowered her voice so that no one could hear her: "Well, I heard that Teacher Jiang is a master of medicine, so I wanted to come over and feel the atmosphere of his class."
"Oh, then you made the right decision to come here.
Did you see that just now? This man is so scary. If you don’t take it seriously, you will be the next one to take his pulse.” The girl said with lingering fear.
"Isn't this a good thing?" Su Qing asked with some confusion.
She knew Mr. Jiang's abilities. If he were to see patients in a hospital, the registration fee would at least be at an expert level. Isn't it a good thing that he can provide free medical treatment to students like he does now?
The girl also understood the meaning of her words and said with a bitter face: "What's good about that? We were very happy at first, but who knew that taking the pulse could reveal everything? It's okay to say this in the hospital, but in the classroom...ah! Do you understand?"
After she finished speaking, she looked at Su Qing with tears in her eyes and a sad face.
It seems that Grandpa Jiang caught me and took my pulse many times. Su Qing pursed her lips, feeling very happy.
Unexpectedly, Grandpa Jiang has such a side to him. College students are most concerned about their reputation, so he didn't say it directly. Instead, he used the method of taking the pulse to restrain everyone.
And no one dared to be dissatisfied with this matter. After all, several people had been diagnosed with problems before. If it weren't for Professor Jiang's pulse diagnosis that time, the minor problem might have turned into a major one.
Moreover, attending classes seriously is also to enable them to learn some real skills. After all, the medical profession is unlike anything else, and there is no chance of making mistakes.
Therefore, even though they complained, they knew in their hearts that this was for their own good and were happy to cooperate.
Then, the second class began.
When the bell rang, everyone found that Professor Jiang, who was supposed to be packing up his things, was standing on the podium motionless.
Everyone was a little confused, but did not dare to speak out. Could it be that there were other arrangements for today?