"Mr. Chen, I don't know if these two authorities are qualified to question you?" Gerald turned to look at Chen Zhao.

Chen Zhao looked at Hill Nandez and Anther Ronan and asked, "Are you here to question me?"

Anther Ronan immediately shook his head: "No, I heard that Mr. Chen was here to attend the class here and came here to listen to the class. In front of you, I am not qualified to call it an authority. I came here with a learning attitude."

Everyone at the scene was upset, and Gerald was stunned for a moment: "Mr. Anther...why are you..."

"What's wrong? Is there any problem?" Anther Ronan hated Gerald.

Who do you want to confront, why do you have to choose him?

The students on the scene could not believe whether Anther Ronan was authoritative or not. There was no doubt at all.

But when Anther Ronan faced Chen Zhao, he humbly believed that he was not an authority.

This made them unable to believe it. Is Mr. Chen really so skilled in medicine?

Gerald saw that Anther Ronan was useless and looked at Hill Nandez again.

Now he can only pin his hopes on Hill Nandez: "Mr. Hill Nandez, do you think he uses traditional Chinese medicine to treat neurological diseases, do you agree?"

"I don't know about traditional Chinese medicine, but since it was Mr. Chen's words, I believe there is such a possibility. This time I resigned from my position as attending doctor and came to the University of Los Angeles in the hope of becoming Mr. Chen's assistant."

The scene was in an uproar again and everyone was shocked.

This Hill Nandez is a god-level doctor known as a scalpel. He is willing to become Chen Zhao's assistant?

Aren't they here to question this Chinese?

Even Gerald had a look of shock on his face. What's going on?

what is going on?

Didn’t you agree?

Why did I suddenly change my mind when I saw this Chinese when I got here?

"Mr. Chen, don't you mind taking our seats?"

"Don't interrupt me while I'm giving a lecture."

"I will follow the rules here, sit here, I am the student here," said Anther Ronan.

Anther Ronan and Hill Nandez were all in the seat, only Gerald, and he was still standing there, a little overwhelmed.

"Sir, please leave my class, now, immediately, right now!"

"I won't leave, this place belongs to me." Gerald couldn't accept this result, and he was a little unreasonable and tantrum.

At this moment, the people from the boxing club finally stood up.

"Mr. Chen, I will take him out and I won't let him make trouble here." Tago said.

As he said that, Tago and others didn't care whether Gerald wanted to do so or not, pulled him away, and even covered his mouth so that he wouldn't talk nonsense.

He dragged out of the teaching building before he threw Gerald to the ground.

"Tago, why do you betray me? Didn't we agree?"

"Do you know who Mr. Chen is mine?" Tago looked at Gerald coldly.

"You know him?"

"My hands were cured by Mr. Chen. He is still my boxing coach now. Do you want me to deal with Mr. Chen?" Tago looked at Gerald with gritted teeth.

"He is your boxing coach? I can beat him even with that body." Gerald shouted wildly.

At this time, everyone in the boxing club laughed, and they had such thoughts in the past.

But no one has thought so since that time.

"Then you can try to challenge Mr. Chen, but you need to create a pair of steel suits for yourself first."

...

"Okay, what I'm talking about today is almost done. Is there anyone who needs to ask questions now?"

"Mr. Chen, I know that you had a heart surgery on a patient who was judged to be dead by a high-precision medical instrument. Can you tell me how you determined that the patient is still alive?"

The students at the scene were in an uproar again. The instrument judged that the patient was dead. This person actually came to the opposite conclusion and saved the person?

"In traditional Chinese medicine, the diagnosis of listening, asking and touching is actually similar to that of Western medicine. Of course, the patient could not answer my questions at that time, but it could still be detected by touch. Of course, not everyone can do this. I am special in this regard and I am more sensitive, so I noticed that the patient is not dead yet."

"So how did you do it? One person did something that none of the four attending doctors could accomplish?" Anther Ronan asked.

Hilnandez, who is also good at surgery, certainly knows the complexity of a heart surgery.

If a person does the whole operation, it is almost like building a building alone.

"Actually, it's not as complicated as you think. Although the four attending doctors in the previous period failed in the end, they were not completely useless during the operation. I just accepted their project and then modified the mistake... In addition, this issue should have nothing to do with today's topic." Chen Zhao said.

"Mr. Chen, I have a problem." Hill Nandez raised his hand.

"Mr. Chen, do you still remember me?"

"Well, remember, but can you avoid the title you have?"

"Mr. Chen, not long ago, you just received a wounded person who I thought was unsuccessful. The bullet shot the head at close range, and there were a lot of debris left in the head. How did you use to remove the debris? What methods did you use to treat the patient's intracerebral hemorrhage?"

"I'm afraid I can't answer you."

"Why?"

"It's too complicated." Chen Zhao said: "There's too much about traditional Chinese medicine, and I've just given a lesson. Your understanding of traditional Chinese medicine is too one-sided, which makes me unable to explain the complexity of this operation."

"Yes, I'm too impatient." Hill Nandez nodded and said.

"Mr. Chen, did the vegetative person you awakened before also use traditional Chinese medicine?"

"No, in fact, it is a merger of traditional Chinese medicine and modern medicine. Pure traditional Chinese medicine cannot awaken that vegetable. The difference between me and you is just because I know Chinese medicine better, so when treating patients, there is an extra choice, so that some seemingly impossible diseases or injuries can be cured."

At this time, all the students who were listening to the lecture on the spot understood that the Chinese professor in front of him was very skilled in medical skills.

At least, he was able to make both authorities on the scene bow down to their feet.

For a time, the students were not very serious in class before, and at this time they were secretly asking each other to ask about each other, or borrowing notes or something.

"Mr. Chen, when will you start the next lecture?" Hill Nandez asked.

“It depends on your mood.”

As expected, he has a very personal personality. I guess no professor at the University of Los Angeles dares to answer so willfully.

"Okay, today's course ends here and ends."

Before Chen Zhao could walk out of the classroom door, he suddenly saw Gerald rushing in and rushing towards Chen Zhao with a baseball bat.

"It's all you! It's all you... You took everything from me and died for me!" Gerald's baseball bat was already smashing Chen Zhao in front of his head.

"careful!"
Chapter completed!