Zhao Yuan frowned and muttered, "No, I received several spam emails after making a phone call? Strangely, our school forum is not a popular forum, so how could so many advertising dogs come in? And I'm so arrogant. I obviously rejected strangers' emails and will receive them. I don't know what the moderators are doing in the forum. I don't care about this, it's simply too irresponsible!"

"Ah snee." Han Xiaoyun, one of the moderators, sneezes, rubs her nose, and mutters: "Why did you sneeze suddenly? Is it because someone is talking bad about me behind my back? Oh, now I don't have time to care about these things, I have to find a way to contact the man who wants to be a witch doctor. Damn, why didn't he reply to my email? Didn't you see it? No, I have to send him another one."

She quickly typing on the keyboard, and soon another email was sent to Zhao Yuan's forum mailbox.

Unfortunately, Zhao Yuan, who determined that the mailbox was spam, was too lazy to even click on the mailbox this time, so he directly turned his attention to the searched questions and began to brush up the version to do the questions again.

At the home of President Ma Guotao, several old professors were waiting anxiously and kept rushing to Haoyu who was sitting in front of the computer and asked: "How is it? Have you replied?"

"No." Haoyu shook his head and said, "I have sent him several emails in a row, but there has been no reply... Hey, he has started to do the questions!"

This sentence immediately attracted the eyes of several old professors to the computer.

"He did not reply to our email. Could it be because he didn't see the questions? Otherwise, we should wait first, and it would not be too late to send him an email after he finished the questions."

"Yes, let's see what questions he has done first!"

"I wonder if he will make another wonderful statement this time?"

"Haoyu should not be stunned, quickly click on the questions he has done."

How could Haoyu dare to refuse these old professors’ requests? He quickly clicked on several questions that Zhao Yuan finished, and let a group of old professors watch the comments.

"Huh? The questions he did this time were within two major areas of qi, blood, internal organs and meridians."

"There were the theory of essence and qi and yin and yang and five elements before, but now it is the theory of qi and blood and internal organs and meridians. The man who wants to be a witch doctor is doing the questions in the order of basic theory teaching of traditional Chinese medicine. Does he have any meaning to do this?"

"Is he going to use this method to teach basic theory of traditional Chinese medicine?"

"It shouldn't be. If he wants to teach basic theory of traditional Chinese medicine, wouldn't it be better to just post lesson plans? It's more systematic than doing questions and it's easier for students to understand and learn."

Several professors said and said, guessing the purpose of men who wanted to be witch doctors to do the test. However, they never thought that men who wanted to be witch doctors were actually a freshman. They did not do the test to do the test because they did the test, but simply wanted to consolidate their newly learned knowledge...

On the forum, because Zhao Yuan started to do the questions, it became more and more lively.

"The witch doctor is starting to do the exam again!"

"I like to read the essay questions of the witch doctor, which is so exciting!"

"I like to see the essay question 1 of the great witch doctor!"

Because the id name of a man who wants to be a witch doctor is really a bit confusing, so everyone simply simplifies the name of a witch doctor.

As the person involved, Zhao Yuan didn't know that his question had attracted much attention. He now focused all his energy on the question and had no time to take care of it.

His speed of doing questions is as fast as ever.

A large number of questions he has done appeared on the homepage of the medical sector, attracting people to read and discuss.

"I am worthy of being a master of witch doctors, and I do the questions quickly!"

"When doing questions, I only accept the great witch doctor!"

"Go and see the essay question about Qi that the witch doctor just did. Damn it, it's so good to write! When I was learning Qi before, why didn't anyone explain these contents so easily and easily understand?"

"I am a freshman in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine. I just learned it not long ago. To be honest, I have a headache. I basically memorized it by rote, and I didn't understand much at all. But after reading this discussion by the great witch doctor today, I felt like I was enlightened and I understood a lot in an instant."

"You guys upstairs, you've met a good time!"

"I hate senior, I'm a junior!"

"Is it really a junior? What is your WeChat account? Seniors can give you homework..."

In Ma Guotao's home, a group of old professors led by Xiao Xianlin and Liu Mingzhang were also discussing these topics.

"This discussion about Qi is really well written!" A professor put on his reading glasses and exclaimed sincerely.

"I think this discussion on Qiheng Fun is better written!" said another professor.

"Don't you think the article he answered on the Eight Extraordinary Meridians is better written?" Even Ma Guotao couldn't help but join in the fun. As the president of Xihua Medical University, he is also a knowledgeable medical expert.

A few people started arguing about it with each other. Finally, they turned their eyes to Xiao Xianlin and Liu Mingzhang, and asked in unison: "Old Xiao, Old Liu, which article do you two think is better?"

After pondering for a while, Liu Mingzhang said, "Every article is written very well! Especially in the easy-to-understand and answering this question clearly in the simplest and easy-to-understand words is really admirable!"

"Old Liu is right." Xiao Xianlin nodded and echoed: "What I admire most about a man who wants to be a witch doctor is that he can explain the theory of traditional Chinese medicine in the simplest language. Everyone knows that there are many philosophical contents in the theory of traditional Chinese medicine, which are really mysterious. Not to mention ordinary people who have not studied traditional Chinese medicine, even some people who have studied traditional Chinese medicine for many years will feel dizzy. But men who want to be a witch doctor explain these contents clearly in the most simple language so that people can understand them clearly at a glance. This fact is amazing! Just like Mr. Cao's comments before, to achieve this, you must master the relevant knowledge to a very deep level! I am sorry for this!"

"I'm not as good as me!" Liu Mingzhang sighed and said quietly: "I always thought that my understanding of basic theories had reached a very high level. But after seeing these articles written by a man who wanted to be a witch doctor, I realized that I was simply a toad that was watching the sky from a well! There are too many capable people in this world!"

The professors nodded one after another, all agreeing with the two of them.

They only have one word for the theoretical level shown by men who want to be witch doctors - obedience!

Soon, an hour passed, and Zhao Yuan finished all the questions about qi, blood, internal organs and meridians in the medical section.

"Cool!"

After rubbing his slightly swollen temple, Zhao Yuan withdrew from the forum, turned off the computer, and lay down on the bed.

Today he doesn't plan to stay up late to learn the later knowledge, and is preparing to have a good sleep.

Only by combining work and rest can you learn better!
Chapter completed!