Chapter 1267

Xiao Chen now earns a lot of money every day. He is not interested in these cultural relics. What he is interested in is that the book says that there were many strange people in the Yang family in Bozhou.

These strange people come from all over the Central Plains.

Among them, there is a description of wall piercing.

Through the wall.

It has been spreading at home and abroad, but is it true? Is it really uncertain?

However, Xiao Chen thought it was true.

After reading the book, he was really surprised. His surprise was not the wealth accumulated by the Yang family in Bozhou over the past 700 years, but the description of the strange people of this huge family.

Xiao Chen put down the book. He remembered that he hadn't checked Mo Xiaowan for some time.

At Mo Xiaowan's room, Mo Xiaowan has rested.

"Little sister Wan."

"Xiao Chen, what's up?"

"Let me see the cold poison on you."

When Xiao Chen examined Mo Xiaowan, she found that the cold poison on her body had accumulated to a certain extent. Now, when Mo Xiaowan's wrist was just touched by Xiao Chen, she felt a chill.

Take the silver needle from Xiao Chen and force Mo Xiaowan out the cold poison first.

After half an hour, Xiao Chen returned to his room.

He didn't continue to practice and stopped to sleep.

Early the next morning, Xiao Chen got up to wash, put on his military uniform and went to the canteen of the University of traditional Chinese medicine. After breakfast, he went to military training.

The military training will end tomorrow.

As yesterday, after military training in the morning, Xiao Chen told Liu Xiaowu that he would not come in the afternoon.

In the afternoon, he was going to send the book back to Lao Jin.

Last night, he had read all of them.

Xiao Chen drove to the vicinity of the treasure house of the Old City God Temple Antique Street, stopped the car and went to the treasure bowl.

Now Mr. Pan and his uncle are here, but young master pan is not here.

"Dr. Xiao, you're here." The old man greeted Xiao Chen first.

"I'll return the book to Mr. Kim."

"The book is worthless. It doesn't matter whether you return it or not."

Even if it is really valuable, in the view of Mr. Pan and his uncle, Xiao Chen saved Lao Jin's life. This book is nothing.

And Mr. Pan went up to the second floor. When they got to the room, they saw a young man come out.

The young man looked a little like Lao Jin. Xiao Chen thought it was each other's son.

When the other party saw Mr. Pan and Xiao Chen come in, they didn't stay.

After the other party left, Mr. Pan said, "Lao Jin, your nephew is leaving so soon?"

"He has something else to do."

Nephew?

Nephews are like uncles.

It's really possible.

Xiao Chen gave the book back to Lao Jin and said, "Mr. Jin, I finished reading this book last night. It's really shocking."

Shock?

Lao Jin thought it was Xiao Chen who was shocked to see the wealth controlled by Yang in Bozhou.

"What does Dr. Xiao think?"

"No idea."

Xiao Chen is different from Mr. Pan. He is not interested in the things of the dead. It's really hard to say how many gold and silver treasures there are in the underground cemetery of Jiuli valley.

However, Xiao Chen is not interested.

He is interested in practicing inside, and the time spent inside is different from that spent outside.

But I'm afraid it's hard to go back there again.

"Dr. Xiao, when can I get better?"

"I'll see again."

After Xiao Chen examined him, he found that there was much less poison gas left on each other. Now Lao Jin doesn't look much different from normal people.

And those wounds on the body have scarred.

It seems that Xiao Chen doesn't have to make another ointment.

"It should take another week to fully recover."

A week?

Lao Jin knew he could wait.

If it's too long, he may not be able to wait.

After Xiao Chen showed Lao Jin, Xiao Chen came down from upstairs and chatted with the old man on the first floor. The old man looked at Xiao Chen and said, "Dr. Xiao, take that thing as you like."

What?

Xiao Chen is not interested in these antiques. However, the reason why he had to see through his eyes was the jade pendant he wore and the jade pendant he took here.

"Thank you, sir."

Xiao Chen didn't take it.

When it was almost four o'clock in the afternoon, Xiao Chen drove out of here and went back to the University of Chinese medicine.

At more than 6:00 p.m. that day, Xiao Chen, Mo Xiaowan, Zhao Ling and Huang Zhuzhu had dinner at a nearby university, then walked around the university campus, and Xiao Chen returned to the dormitory.

That night, Xiao Chen continued to practice.

The next morning, I got up and went back to school to eat breakfast, and then participated in the military training drill ceremony.

At about 11:30 in the morning, the ceremony will be over. The rest is to hand in the military uniform. Then, from the afternoon, the class may officially begin.

When Xiao Chen and Eucommia ulmoides went to the canteen for lunch, except Xiao Chen, other students still looked a little dark because they participated in military training.

In the afternoon, Xiao Chen was ready to go to the Affiliated Hospital, see Li Shengyang's cousin, and then go back to the Tang's National Medical Museum. After all, Xiao Chen hasn't returned to Tang's National Medical Museum to see Tang Bing for so long.

When in the Affiliated Hospital, Xiao Chen didn't go to Tang Bing.

Unexpectedly, Xu Jiajia, a counselor, called in the afternoon. They were going to the classroom for a class meeting.

Xiao Chen can only go back to the classroom with eucommia ulmoides.

Back in the classroom, I found a seat in the back. At 2:30 p.m., counselor Xu Jiajia and a male teacher in his thirties, actually their head teacher, came to have a meeting together.

One of the contents of the meeting was about the end of military training, they began formal classes, and then about the cadres of the campaign class, because we have known each other for half a month.

Then we will give you a few days to get ready. If anyone is interested in the post of class cadre, you can go to the election.

Obviously, in middle school, these students were excellent students and naturally class cadres in the class.

However, now that we have come to the University of traditional Chinese medicine, we have achieved good results. Naturally, there may be more people who want to compete for class cadres.

However, Xiao Chen is not interested in these at all. The question he thinks is, if he wants to ask for leave at that time, will he ask for leave with the counselor?

Or ask for leave from the professors in class?

"Xiao Chen, what's your problem?" Xu Jiajia asked when she saw Xiao Chen raise her hand.

"Counselor, I want to ask, if you ask for leave at that time, who is better to ask for leave?"

Leave?

"If it's just one class and two classes, ask the students to ask for leave directly. However, write a leave slip. If it's a long time, ask for leave from the college."

Obviously, the leave system in this university is different from that in middle school.