Urban Madness

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Kidney deficiency! Impotence!

Hearing these words, Zhu Dachang's face rose to purple, making it hard to see the extreme.

"You... don't spit or slander people! My body is very strong, how could something wrong with that?"

Although he denied it, Zhu Dachang's stammering tone and the sweat dripping from his forehead had revealed his guilty conscience.

Upon seeing this, Ye Fan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, sketching a joking smile, and said:

"Oh? I originally had a secret prescription to treat kidney deficiency and impotence, and to protect you from regaining your strength. Seven times a night is not a problem! But now it seems that it is not necessary..."

"Do you really have such a secret recipe? Didn't you lie to me?" Zhu Dachang's eyes lit up and he stared at Ye Fan with an expression of excitement on his face.

"Huh? Director Zhu, aren't you very strong?" Ye Fan asked back.

When Zhu Dachang heard the words, his face was ashamed, and with a low mosquito voice, he faltered: "That...I...I have a friend who happens to have some unspeakable concealment in that respect. I helped him ask... …"

"Humph! Since Director Zhu is not sincere, forget it!"

Ye Fan said, turning his back, looking like he didn't want to pay attention to him.

"This……"

As the director of the Academic Affairs Office, Zhu Dachang is, anyhow, a small official.

To let him admit that he was "not good" in front of so many people, it really couldn't hold his face.

But just now, Ye Fan showed the magical "seeing diagnosis" technique, which made him see a glimmer of hope!

Thinking of this, Zhu Dachang was heartbroken. He saved face and shouted: "Wait! Little brother, it's me—my kidney is weak! I have impotence! Please do well and give me a prescription! "

As soon as this statement came out, it immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the field.

Now it is less than a quarter of an hour before the Chinese medicine exchange meeting officially begins, so nearly a hundred students have gathered in the audience.

Many students raised their heads one after another, looking along the source of the sound, focusing on Zhu Dachang's body.

"Why is that fat guy so familiar?"

"Damn! Isn't this the director of the "Pig Intestine" of the Academic Affairs Office? I didn't expect to be an impotence man!"

"Huh... he holds chicken feathers as an arrow all day long, and pulls two to eighty thousand dollars, knowing that he deserves impotence to make things difficult for us!"

...

Hearing so many ridicule and sarcasm, Zhu Dachang's face was as ugly as if he had eaten shit, and he wanted to see a big hole in the ground so that he could get in.

"It's all right!" Ye Fan waved his hand and said, "Director Zhu, after the Chinese medicine exchange meeting is over, you come to me and I will give you a prescription!"

When Zhu Dachang heard the words, it was like a drowning man who saw the straw, thank you very much.

At the same time, the dozens of famous Chinese medicine doctors next to him also surrounded Ye Fan, wanting to inquire about the magical "seeing diagnosis" technique just now.

"Step! Step! Step!"

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps in the distance.

Accompanied by President Shen, Dean Nie, Director Yao and others, Qin Hongru returned to the auditorium again.

"Hello Brother Qin!"

"Brother Hongru, I haven't seen you for a long time, you still have the same style!"

"Old Qin..."

Those famous Chinese medicine practitioners greeted Qin Hongru one after another.

Although they are about the same age as Qin Hongru, Qin Hongru's status in the TCM world is absolutely comparable.

The "First Needle in the World" handwritten by the old head of the Central Committee, this honor is unique!

Qin Hongru greeted everyone one by one, and finally walked straight to Ye Fan's side and said with a smile: "Come on! I will introduce a little friend to you today!"

"Brother Qin, you really invited this young man?" someone suddenly asked curiously.

"Yes!"

"That's why you let him sit on the podium?"

"Of course! What? What happened when I was away just now?" Qin Hongru asked suspiciously.

"Ahem..."

Many famous Chinese medicine practitioners used dry coughs, with embarrassment on their faces.

Although Qin Hongru didn't see what happened just now with his own eyes, he could guess the probabilities with his rich life experience.

The next moment, his face condensed, and he said in a solemn tone: "My colleagues, this little friend Ye Fan, is the descendant of the Di'er Needle! Today, it is a great honor to be able to invite him!"

As soon as this remark came out, the dozen or so elders first showed a shocked look, and then another expression of "it is so".

In their view, if Ye Fan is the descendant of the Dier Needle, it is not impossible to have the magical technique of "seeing diagnosis".

At this time, Qin Hongru glanced at the watch on his left wrist and said loudly: "Everyone, the time is almost there, let's start!"

...

Next, a crowd of people on the rostrum took their seats.

In the audience, there are already full seats, with a lot of people, most of them are students from the University of Chinese Medicine, or Chinese medicine students who come from other schools admirably.

After all, this Chinese medicine exchange meeting was huge and gathered the top Chinese medicine experts in the country!

To be able to get close to the big cows in the industry is a great temptation for many students.

However, among a group of gray-haired elders who are more than a few years old, the young figure of Ye Fan is particularly eye-catching and eye-catching.

Many people in the audience secretly guessed his identity in their hearts.

Fortunately, Ye Fan had already reduced his breath, and he had lost the aura of "thoroughfare", otherwise an exchange meeting would come down, and I don't know how many teenage college students would be attracted by him.

Immediately afterwards, the Chinese medicine exchange meeting officially began.

The exchange meeting was hosted by Shen Bojun, President of the University of Chinese Medicine, followed by a speech by Yao Kang, head of the Health Bureau.

The speeches of the two of them were concise and clear, and the sum of their speeches was less than ten minutes.

Immediately afterwards, there were other famous Chinese medicine doctors' speeches.

At the beginning, Ye Fan was still looking forward to this exchange meeting.

However, shortly afterwards, he frowned.

The first speaker was the director of a Chinese medicine hospital in Xijiang Province.

When he opened his mouth, he first praised the organizer of this exchange meeting, and then talked about his medical achievements over the years and praised himself.

It was a long story for a quarter of an hour, and the real clinical research was silent.

The second old professor is even more funny. It is said that he is the vice president of the National Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine. He even gave a report in classical Chinese. He still spoke with an accent. It is estimated that there is no second person in the field who can understand other than himself. .

Not long after, many students in the audience became drowsy, some fell asleep, some took out their mobile phones to play games, and many even sneaked out of the court.

The next few experts were also lacklustre in their speeches.

Either it is a mysterious and mysterious theory, or it is a profound and obscure proper noun, which puts people in a cloud, and the speaker is still proud of it.

...

The more I listened, Ye Fan's brows frowned.

Teacher, preaching and teaching karma to solve puzzles!

In his opinion, a real expert is not deliberately showing off his talents, but should be like Confucius, who can explain profound theories in a simple way and make ordinary people understand them. This is the real thing. "Smart"!

But now, none of the so-called famous Chinese medicine practitioners in the field has reached that level.

If they were teachers, they would just mislead their children!

For a while, Ye Fan felt a little regretful.

An exchange meeting like this was a torment for him and the students in the audience, and it wasted a lot of their precious time.

I don't know how long it took, and when most people in the venue were about to be hypnotized successfully, the last person finally finished speaking.

"Ahem..."

Qin Hongru gave a light cough, turned around and looked at Ye Fan, and said: "Little friend Ye Fan, today is a rare opportunity, you can say a few words!"

Ye Fan was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, but he didn't expect Qin Hongru to let himself speak on this occasion.

According to common sense, he would be able to fool it by simply saying a few polite compliments.

But if you do that, what's the difference from the other sullen and old people?

As a young man, you should have the vigor, frivolousness, and spirit of a young man!

Thinking of this, Ye Fan's eyes burned with a raging flame, and his heart rose with lofty ambition.

He picked up the microphone, stood up, looked sharply at everyone in the audience, and said something shocking:

"With all due respect, what you just said was rubbish!"