Chapter 2812： Maybe a magician?

Everyone was stunned by Ye Qingqing's words. They forgot the silver needle in her hand, and looked curiously at the sturdy dean.

The reason why he was able to get the honorable title of Tie-faced Yama is not only because of his "ruthless and ruthless means", but also because of his strong physique and vigorous spirit. Even if he is nearly sixty years old, the dean's mental state is still younger than his youth. The guy is fine.

They often do surprise attacks in the middle of the night, squatting at the back door of the school, catching those students who came back from the wall in the middle of the night, or playing wild mandarin ducks by the lotus pond, and going to the dormitory building to check the night without returning home...

These are all physical labor. Without a good body, you can’t bear it. Many young teachers are tired, but the dean is the only one who is like this throughout the year. He maintains a fighting state almost every day. Under his strict management that is almost militarized The school spirit of Normal University is quite good.

Of course, there will also be a few fish that slip through the net like Li Shanxing. After all, the school is too big and the society is too complicated. It is impossible to ensure that the water in a pool is clear. It is very powerful to keep the breeze to the greatest extent possible.

The teachers felt that Ye Qingqing was talking nonsense again. The dean of the school was in good spirits. He took them to the back door of the school the night before yesterday and arrested more than a dozen students who climbed the wall in the middle of the night. They were so drunk that even the director did not recognize them. come out.

How could such a strong director get sick?

Absolutely impossible!

The dean was shocked. Ye Qingqing's first words all spoke to his heart. In recent years, his mental state has indeed deteriorated year by year. Things that were easy to do in the past are now very difficult to do. , but he will not show it. What colleagues and subordinates see will always be his most spiritual appearance.

Ye Qingqing put another needle on the dean. This needle is not for dizziness, but to relieve fatigue. It will relax people in a short period of time and make them full of energy, but it is only a temporary cure, not the root cause.

"Director, this is because the humidity in your body is too heavy. This is not a disease. Everyone has humidity in their body, but some people have less, and you have more. This is related to your daily routine and eating habits. You must often Do you stay up late? You don’t like to eat vegetables, fruits and whole grains, right? You like meat and refined grains, right?”

Every time Ye Qingqing asked a question, the dean's eyes became even more shocked.

He felt that his previous thinking was a little off. Maybe this woman wasn't crazy, maybe she was a magician?

Otherwise, why is she all right?

He even knew exactly what he liked to eat and what he didn't like to eat. He just didn't like to eat vegetables, fruits, and whole grains. He had to have meat at every meal, and he had to be fat and lean.

When he was young, he wanted to eat meat and couldn’t eat it. He was tired of eating radishes, cabbage, and sweet potatoes every day. Now that his living conditions are better, he naturally has to eat well, such as corn, sorghum, and millet. He eats fragrant refined grains, and he feels that he is in good health. He does not have to go to the hospital all year round, and the data of each medical examination is OK.

Others of the same age as him basically have three highs, but he doesn't, so the dean eats more happily, but in recent years, the spirit has not been as good as before. What do you mean, is he actually sick?

After the disease is cured, will it be able to be in the same spirit as before?

The dean's eyes lit up, and he suddenly hoped that Ye Qingqing really had some skills, not a fool.

His greatest wish is to fill the world with peaches and plums. As long as he is in good health, he can work until he is eighty.

"Are you a doctor?" the dean asked.