Chapter 962

Time like water, imperceptibly left less than ten minutes from class.

"That's all for today's class. Do you have any questions?"

Put down the chalk, Lin Fan said with a smile: "if there is no problem, just finish the class."

Don't, Miss Lin. keep talking.

It was the boys who were just beginning to be weird, but their faces were full of meaning.

They came to class for the purpose of treating insomnia, but they didn't expect to be fascinated by the eight channels.

In Lin Fan's easy to understand narration, Chinese medicine is full of magic, but also makes them full of insight.

Oh, you still have this thing in your body?

If the twelve meridians are the emperor in the body, then the eight meridians are the prime minister's role.

"Let's thank Mr. Lin with warm applause."

Standing up from his seat, Ning caichen clapped his hands: "thank you, Mr. Lin, for bringing us a class of profound significance."

Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa

Different from the scattered applause at the beginning, this time the applause went on for a long time.

"It seems that this class is quite successful."

Looking over Lin Fan nodded and Ning caichen gave a thumbs up.

The applause lasted for a minute, but everyone looked at Lin Fan with admiration.

"Mr. Lin is so good at lecturing that I don't want to finish class. "

" ha ha, that's really a big word, but I agree with it. "

"While there are still ten minutes left, go and ask the eight channels mentioned just now."

One after another, we were still immersed in Lin Fan's lecture.

Down with TCM, down with TCM.

Believe in science and resist pseudoscience.

Just at this time, the outside of the classroom suddenly rang out the noise.

Listen carefully, it seems that there is a great team coming.

Some boys ran out curiously, but when they came back, their faces were solemn.

"No, the western medicine guys are here again."

"It's like a demonstration, saying that TCM is pseudoscience and TCM is a liar or something."

"It was definitely premeditated, not only with the flag, but also with the news media."

Hearing these words, everyone looked at Ning caichen on the platform.

Ning caichen is a teacher in their department of traditional Chinese medicine and vice president of Medical University.

In today's situation, only president Ning can deal with this matter.

It's just that the scale of this crusade is bigger than ever. President Ning may not be able to hold it down.

"Ning Lao, what's going on?"

Listening to the voice outside, Lin Fan frowned: "pseudo science? Feudal superstition? "

"Dr. Lin, let's see the joke."

Nodding his head, Ning caichen said coldly: "every three or five I come to make trouble. Since I founded the Department of traditional Chinese medicine, their Western Medicine Department has been following us."

"In their eyes, their Western medicine is the best way to treat the disease, as for our Chinese medicine, it is nonsense."

More said the more angry, Ning caichen took out the phone: "this matter I have reported criticism, but now it seems that they did not listen to me, I call the security guard over."

"Ning Lao, no one should answer the phone now."

Hearing the voice getting closer and closer, Lin Fan joked: "besides, it's too late to call now. They've come to the door."

Bang!

The sound of the classroom door being knocked open verified Lin Fan's words.

A group of students with a small red flag ran in quickly, shouting constantly.

Pseudoscience, pseudoscience.