"Only your half-full theoretical basis is not worthy."

Every word fell silent, and the whole place was silent.

The people present turned from their original envy and confusion towards Mo Qing to anger and dissatisfaction.

——You yellow-haired girl, you actually humiliated Liang Xuzhi?

Wen Yingxue in the audience finally raised her head and looked at Mo Qing.

Liang Xuzhi's eyes gradually turned deep as he looked at Mo Qing, and there was a dangerous aura in his dark eyes. The next moment, he noticed two sets of eyes sweeping towards Jiang Ke, who was sitting next to Mo Qing.

Under Jiang Ke's calm gaze, there was pressure hidden.

Liang Xuzhi's eyes flashed.

"It seems that the No. 1 Affiliated High School is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon." Liang Xuzhi spoke slowly, with a gentle tone, without a trace of anger, "I should have asked you for advice, but now I am pressed for time. We will discuss it after the lecture."

In just a few sentences, he not only deftly resolved Mo Qing's disruptive behavior, but also maintained his elegant and generous image.

Mo Qing glanced at Jiang Ke: "It's boring."

Of course she knew that Liang Xuzhi was afraid of Jiang Ke, so he settled things like this.

"They don't know how to practice, they only believe in authority. It's not good for you." Jiang Ke doesn't understand Chinese medicine, but he understands human nature.

Mo Qing let out a "tsk" sound.

After calming down the turmoil, Liang Xuzhi looked around the entire venue. Finally, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he fixed on Song Yiyuan: "Teacher Song, come on."

Song Yiyuan's heart choked, and the word "fuck" came up in his throat. The moment he said it, he swallowed it hard.

He gouged out Liang Xuzhi's eyes coldly.

Liang Xuzhi looked at him with a cold smile on his lips: "Aren't you happy?"

After a while, Song Yiyuan stood up slowly and replied firmly: "I don't mind."

There was no hint of "pleasure" on his face. However, just that was his biggest step back.

Liang Xuzhi deliberately targeted him just to humiliate him.

He doesn't understand Chinese medicine, and he is just a teacher now. He still has to keep this job. He can't forcefully compete with Liang Xuzhi like Mo Qing did.

Walking onto the stage, Song Yiyuan, under Liang Xuzhi's instruction, came behind a curtain. There was a camera inside the curtain, and everything captured would be displayed on the screen simultaneously.

Inside is a sophisticated machine and equipment, as well as a bed. When a person lies on it for acupuncture, the machine will detect data and images so that the effect of acupuncture can be observed.

The reason why Liang Xuzhi became a professor at a young age was because he was engaged in "visualization of traditional Chinese medicine data".

With this set of equipment, it is impossible for patients or doctors to cheat.

Data is the real evidence.

Song Yiyuan looked at the machine and bed with a straight face.

Later, the curtain was lifted, and Liang Xuzhi walked in. He paused as he approached Song Yiyuan, and sarcastically said in his ear: "How does it feel to be reduced to an experimental subject, a proud son of heaven?"

"Oh."

Song Yiyuan smiled coldly.

Liang Xuzhi chuckled: "It's really different when people lose power. I can tolerate this."

His eyes turned cold, Song Yiyuan clenched his fists, and his veins jumped. There was anger in his tone: "Are you done?"

Liang Xuzhi raised his hand and pointed at the simple bed: "Please."

Song Yiyuan took a breath slowly, calmed down his anger, and then walked towards the bed.

…

Off stage.

Mo Qing gently rubbed her earlobe with her fingers, raised her eyes suddenly, looked at the white curtain on the stage, and then squinted her eyes.

She put down her hand and held a needle lightly with her fingertips. The needle fell into the light, but it did not refract the light. Instead, it was like a bottomless black hole, absorbing all the light.

After a while, Mo Qing said to Jiang Ke, "I'm going to the bathroom."

"Um."

Jiang Ke gave her a look that seemed calm, but actually saw through Mo Qing's intentions.

After Mo Qing left, he never came back.

Jiang Ke sat still and watched the show calmly.

In the middle, Song Yiyuan took off his clothes. After receiving a text message, he suddenly said that he wanted to go to the bathroom. When he came back a few minutes later, Liang Xuzhi used a machine to check his body and made sure there was no abnormality before letting him lie on the bed.

On the screen, half of the screen shows the picture inside the curtain, and the other half shows the data floating on the machine.

The data originally showed an upward trend. After reaching a peak, a sudden change occurred. The data jumped up and down violently. Song Yiyuan, who was originally lying quietly, twitched violently with a painful expression.

The audience who witnessed this scene couldn't hold back their voices and started shouting.

"What's going on!"

"Isn't it said that this technology is very mature and has been tested in clinical trials? Why is it still like this?"

"A well-known professor can still be trusted if such a problem occurs during on-site acupuncture?"

"I just said that traditional Chinese medicine is unreliable! Data visualization is just to fool people! If this needle is inserted, who knows what problems will occur?"

…

The scene was instantly heated, and the audience was talking a lot.

When the accident happened, Liang Xuzhi was still calm, but when he heard the comments in the audience, his face suddenly turned green.

"Take the needle out for me." Song Yiyuan said and sat up.

Liang Xuzhi stared at Song Yiyuan coldly: "Lie back."

Only a fool would go back!

Song Yiyuan immediately wanted to get out of bed.

However, Liang Xuzhi glanced at the two attackers, and they understood. They immediately came over and held Song Yiyuan's shoulders, and then forced Song Yiyuan back.

How could Song Yiyuan be obedient? He raised his elbow to throw the person away.

Unexpectedly, Liang Xuzhi had quick eyes and quick hands, so he inserted a needle into the arm of the doctor who was sent to the hospital. Song Yiyuan's hand went numb, and the strength was removed instantly. When he was distracted, he was pushed back to the bed.

Liang Xuzhi responded calmly, and inserted a few more needles. He first asked Song Yiyuan to behave himself, and then observed the data and acted accordingly. After some operations, the data was actually stable.

However--

Only Song Yiyuan and Liang Xuzhi knew that even if Liang Xuzhi did nothing, the data would stabilize in a short period of time.

The audience's attitude was no longer as resistant as before.

"Individuals have different physiques, and the body will react differently under the same template. Record Teacher Song's data carefully and study it when you get back." Liang Xuzhi successfully resolved the crisis and gave instructions to his assistant.

Then, he glanced at Song Yiyuan with disdain and said, "Please Doctor Song..." After a pause, he continued, "Teacher Song, go down."

Song Yiyuan had already gotten out of bed and put on his coat.

Without looking at Liang Xuzhi, he directly lifted the door curtain and stepped off the stage.

Although a small accident caused some doubts, it had little impact on Liang Xuzhi, and his reputation and status would not be affected much.

At most, it is just an opportunity for those who want to blackmail him.

Compared with "the future star that the medical community held high in the past is now doing experiments in his hands for others to watch and laugh at", in his opinion, it is nothing at all.

The lecture is coming to an end.

Song Yiyuan left the auditorium first.

As he passed a corner, he suddenly heard a cold voice: "Stupid."

It's Mo Qing.

She was leaning against the corner wall, folding her arms, tilting her head slightly, and looking at Song Yiyuan rather unhappily.

Song Yiyuan was originally very angry, but when he saw Mo Qing talking about him like that, his expression changed slightly and he weakly defended: "His injection was too fast."

Mo Qing looked at him: "You are making trouble."

"I can't help but feel ashamed." Song Yiyuan sighed, feeling a little emotional.

I was born to be a decent person, and I can't do anything like that.

"Have you had any grudges with him before?" Mo Qing asked.

"A bit." Song Yiyuan thought for a moment and explained, "I used to be quite proud, and many people didn't like me. And I also belittled Chinese medicine in front of Liang Xuzhi."

Mo Qing: "..." No wonder.

"The needle you just stuck me with is quite special. Why does it look so familiar?" Song Yiyuan touched his chin and pondered for a moment, "I seem to have seen it somewhere. Where did you buy it?"

"Min Chang's family."

"He..." Song Yiyuan nodded and said, "The things he makes are indeed quite unique."
To be continued...