"Ah?" Zhao Yuan was stunned, thinking that he had heard it wrong, and asked in surprise: "Principal Ma, what did you just say? Let me start a class to teach the basic theory of traditional Chinese medicine?"

"That's right." Ma Guotao nodded vigorously and said, "Student Zhao Yuan, I sincerely hope you can agree."

Confidant that he had heard it correctly, Zhao Yuan's surprise not only did not ease, but instead became stronger.

He smiled wryly and said, "Principal Ma, aren't you kidding me? Let me start classes? I'm just a freshman, so how can I be qualified to start classes?"

Ma Guotao said: "The ability and age do not matter how many grades you are in. The medical skills you showed in defeating the Zhao family in Jinling make us old people feel inferior. If you are not qualified to start classes, most of the teachers in our school will be unemployed!"

Zhao Yuan was still very hesitant.

At this moment, with a "bang", the door of Ma Guotao's office was knocked open from outside.

Qiu Haogu, Yang Jingbo and others rushed in, and even Xiao Xianlin and Liu Mingzhang, two treasures from Xihua Medical University, were among them.

Before Zhao Yuan could figure out what these people were like, Qiu Haogu had already rushed to him and said excitedly: "Student Zhao Yuan, don't refuse. Your strength is obvious to everyone, and it is enough to start a class!"

Yang Jingbo said: "Yes, Zhao Yuan, you are the apprentice of the great witch doctor. The arguments he posted on our school forum about traditional Chinese medicine are both easy to understand and easy to understand, and the explanations are quite incisive, which makes people gain a lot after reading them. As long as you can teach the class like him... even if it only has five or six points, it is enough!"

Xiao Xianlin and Liu Mingzhang also joined the ranks of persuasion.

Only then did Zhao Yuan realize that these experts and professors have been hiding outside the office door and eavesdropping.

After some serious consideration, Zhao Yuan nodded and agreed: "Since Principal Ma and all the teachers respect me, I can't hide it. Okay, I'll just bite the bullet and teach a class. If you don't teach well, please forgive me."

"That's great!" Ma Guotao punched the desk excitedly.

Yang Jingbo and Qiu Haogu looked at each other and said in unison: "Student Zhao Yuan, we believe in your strength. You will definitely teach this lesson very well!"

Xiao Xianlin and Liu Mingzhang said a lot of words thanking Zhao Yuan.

Zhao Yuan is not a teacher, and he is willing to agree to the class. This is not only a favor, but also a face for them. Since that is the case, of course he has to thank him well, otherwise it would be too rude.

The two national treasure-level experts thanked him, but Zhao Yuan was a little flattered. He hurriedly said a few more humble words before asking: "Principal Ma, when are you planning to let me start classes?"

Ma Guotao had a plan and replied: "This semester is over and there are not many classes to start. I suggest that it is better to start classes in the next semester. During this period, make some preparations first, list your class as an elective course and put it online, and wait for the students to choose."

"Okay." Zhao Yuan nodded. He could have more time to prepare for the next semester and prepare the lecture more fully. "I just don't know how many students will choose to apply for my class? If there are not many people at that time, it would be too embarrassing."

A kind laugh suddenly sounded in the principal's office.

Ma Guotao smiled and said, "Student Zhao Yuan, you are so humble. I am not afraid that no one will listen to your class. What I am afraid of is that there are too many people and the classroom will not be able to sit in."

"It won't be that outrageous, right?" Zhao Yuan shook his head and expressed his disbelief.

Qiu Haogu came over and said with a smile: "I hold the same view as Principal Ma. If you don't believe it, let's make a bet? If there are many people listening to your lectures, you can give another class. How about teaching medical ancient Chinese?"

Before Zhao Yuan could make a statement, Director Ma had already jumped out and accused him: "Old Qiu, you are so treacherous!"

The next moment, his words suddenly changed and he said to Zhao Yuan: "Well, what about me, what about the bet? If I win, you can teach another Chinese medicine class."

Qiu Haogu was confused.

Zhao Yuan smiled bitterly.

Ma Guotao couldn't stand it anymore and stopped him and said, "Okay, okay, why are you two trying to coax? If Zhao Yuan is asked to prescribe medical ancient Chinese and Chinese medicine, will he still have his own spare time? Besides, if you really want you two to succeed, there will definitely be more people coming to Zhao Yuan to prescribe prescriptions, acupuncture and other courses? Are you trying to exhaust Zhao Yuan to death?"

After chatting about the class start, Zhao Yuan left the principal's office and returned to the dormitory after he felt a little clear-headed.

He didn't tell Liu Zhu, Wang Rongfeng and Wu Yan for the first time when he was going to teach the basic theories of traditional Chinese medicine. After all, it was a bit too obvious to tell him about this matter. Let's wait for the school to officially announce it!

In the afternoon, Zhao Yuan received a call from Fang Yi.

Just as the battle with the Zhao family in Jinling ended yesterday, Fang Yi called him to congratulate him. This time he said something else: "Brother Zhao, have you returned to Rongcheng? When will you come to the pharmaceutical factory? The ingredients are used up, and you are waiting for you to prepare them."

"It's been used up so soon?" Zhao Yuan was slightly stunned. It seemed that the pharmaceutical factory was working overtime to carry out production. "I'll come here now."

Fang Yi said, "Where are you in school? I'll pick you up. I'll see you twenty minutes later at the West School."

"Okay." Zhao Yuan agreed, packed up his things, and went to the West School gate to wait for Fang Yi.

More than twenty minutes later, Fang Yi's car stopped in front of Zhao Yuan and drove him to the pharmaceutical factory.

On the way, Zhao Yuan asked, "How is the business going on these two days?"

"It's just not too hot!"

Fang Yi was excited when he mentioned this.

"I won't mention Dingshenxiang. I have never been supplying it. No matter how much we produce, we are not enough to sell it. After the Xiongfeng Pill and Yangrong Dan were launched, the market was opened up because of its extraordinary utility. Its popularity was no less than Dingshenxiang! I considered it. Now this pharmaceutical factory is small in scale and has limited productivity and cannot meet the needs of the market. Brother Zhao, do you think we should rent the land around the pharmaceutical factory and add some equipment to expand it?"

After pondering for a while, Zhao Yuan asked, "How much does it cost? Are we making enough money?"

Fang Yi smiled and said, "Haha, Brother Zhao, don't you know how much we make now? Don't worry, the money is definitely enough! If it's not enough, as long as we ask for a loan, the bank will definitely come and send us money crying and shouting."

"Then let's expand." Zhao Yuan nodded and agreed. Who wouldn't want to make more money?

After arriving at the pharmaceutical factory, the medicinal materials were placed neatly in the factory, just like last time, and the workers were called out to avoid the formula leaking.

Just when Zhao Yuan was about to go in to dispense the medicine, Fang Yi's phone rang, answered and said a few words, his face darkened, and he even sweared.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Yuan asked curiously.
Chapter completed!