Chapter 46: Scheming to Harm Others!

  "Come in." Inside came Director Guo's forever steady and powerful voice.

  "Director Guo, you're looking for me?" Qin Luo pushed open the door and entered, asking as he looked at Director Guo who was sitting in his office chair revising files.

  "Uh-huh. Yes, Teacher Qin. Please sit down for a moment. I'll handle an urgent matter." Director Guo gestured to Qin Luo to wait on the sofa for a bit.

  "Alright." Qin Luo nodded in response.

  The room was very quiet, with only the sound of the clock on the wall and the scratching of pen tips on paper. Qin Luo waited quietly, guessing the purpose of Director Guo's hurried summons.

  It wasn't until about four or five minutes later that Director Guo finally closed the file in front of him, dropped the pen in his hand and stood up.

  "Teacher Qin, would you like something to drink?" asked Director Guo.

  "Tea bar," Qin Luo said. After lecturing for so long and sitting there waiting for a few more minutes, he was indeed a bit parched.

  Director Guo was secretly annoyed, thinking that this young man really didn't understand the rules.

  He had previously asked office clerk Xiao Min to invite him, but he actually refused on the grounds that he was in class. Completely disregarding his own director's dignity.

  He just asked him what to drink, but he didn't expect him to really take advantage of it. Letting a director serve him tea, isn't he afraid of shortening his own lifespan?

  Suppressing the anger in his heart, Director Guo helped Qin Luo pour a cup of tea and brought it over. However, his facial expression darkened by several degrees.

  "Qin, I've got something to discuss with you this time," said Director Guo, holding his thermos cup and sitting down on the sofa, looking at Qin Luo.

  "I know." Qin Luo said. Isn't this a waste of words? If nothing's wrong, why are you looking for me?

  "It's like this. I've always been very satisfied with your work. Young people, after all, have energy. Even if there are occasional mistakes at work, it's due to a lack of work experience. We can tolerate what we can, and it's not a big deal."

  Qin Luo put on a patient listening expression, waiting for his next move.

  "But there's one thing we've all overlooked." Director Guo said, looking at Qin Luo.

  "What's wrong?" Qin Luo asked. He knew that the play had just begun.

  "It's like this, someone reported to the higher authorities that our Traditional Chinese Medicine Academy arbitrarily employed teachers without teacher qualification certificates and medical licenses to teach students, which had a very bad impact on the students' studies."

  Director Guo had been paying attention to Qin Luo's expression, and when he saw his calm and unmoving face like an old monk in meditation, he became somewhat angry.

  Do you really think Lui Yonggang can keep you safe and sound for a lifetime?

  "You also know that if it were other departments or majors, not having these two certificates wouldn't be a big deal. After all, people are appointed based on their merits. But our school is a medical college, a professional institution that cultivates future doctors who can save lives and heal wounds. Such a school has stricter requirements for its teachers."

  "Moreover, there was a student transfer incident in the class you were in charge of. This is also on record above. Therefore, the school authorities have ordered me to investigate this matter and re-evaluate your teaching qualifications. What do you think?"

  Qin Luo closed his eyes and smiled, putting the empty teacup on the tea table, looking at Director Guo and saying: "Director Guo, just say it straight. What's your evaluation?"

  "Be honest with me, do you have a teacher qualification certificate and a medical license?" Director Guo asked in an official tone. Knowing that he was sent by Li Yonggang, he didn't dare to offend him too much, so he spoke in a more measured way.

  "No," Qin Luo said. "I don't even have a kindergarten graduation certificate. Because I've never been to school at all."

  Director Guo's expression changed, and he said: "Then I can only apologize to inform you that you have been dismissed by the Academy of Traditional Chinese Medicine. We cannot hire a teacher with no educational background to teach. This is extremely irresponsible for the students' future, as well as for the patients' lives."

  Qin Luo waved his hand and said, "It's okay. You only need to be responsible for some people."

  Qin Luo knew that if the department head suddenly made things difficult for him, it was definitely because someone behind the scenes didn't like him.

  "What do you mean by this?" Director Guo asked back with a dark face.

  "Never mind, it's pointless to say these things." Qin Luo said with a smile. He took out a bank card from his pocket and waved it in front of Director Guo, asking: "Do you know how much money is in this card?"

  "That's your private business. How would I know?" Director Guo said irritably. This guy is stupid, asking such a silly question?

  "There's one million yuan in this card. And every month, at least someone will deposit ten thousand into it." Qin Luo said. "When I first agreed to come and teach, the school offered me a salary of five thousand. That means I would have to work at the school for twenty years to earn as much as is in this card."

  "What exactly do you want to say?" Director Guo was getting impatient.

  "I wanted to tell you that I'm not short of money at all. I teach because I'm interested in it, not because I rely on it to make a living. If you think driving me away will cut off my livelihood, then I can only say that you're too naive."

  "How can you talk like that? What do you mean by saying these things? Who wants to drive you away? You don't have a certificate, who's to blame?" Director Guo's elegance was gone, his face twisted as he pointed at Qin Luo and questioned him.

  "Never mind. I won't bother talking to you about these boring things anymore. I still have to go say goodbye to my students." Qin Luo stood up, stretched his waist, and walked outside.

  Ouch!

  Director Guo slammed the thermos cup in his hand against the wall and cursed loudly: "This damn thing."

  Breathing in the fresh air of the campus, looking at the young girls with radiant smiles passing by, Qin Luo's heart was indeed a little reluctant to leave.

  When you put your heart and soul into something, but haven't yet reached the harvest season, only to be cut down by someone with one stroke. This feeling is really unbearable.

  Since he agreed to come and be a teacher of traditional Chinese medicine, his mind has been focused on teaching. He had no private motives, pouring out the knowledge he had learned from so many whips and hardships.

  Some people say: teaching apprentices will starve the master. He never thinks that way. When an industry truly thrives, all practitioners can make a living. For example, Western medicine, with so many people practicing it, why can everyone earn money?

  In comparison, TCM is really too weak. Qin Luo urgently hopes that he can bring out a group of extraordinary medical apprentices. After they graduate, each one will become an excellent TCM doctor.

  Then they use what they have learned to heal the sick and help others, or like themselves, teach and enlighten others ----- passing on the torch, forever vigorous.

  In this way, traditional Chinese medicine will never perish.

  But after working so hard for so long, someone's single sentence just negates it all.

  "This has a very bad impact on the students' studies. This is extremely irresponsible for the students' future. It's also irresponsible for the patients' lives." Such comments were really a blow to Qin Luo, who was proud and arrogant.

  But others occupy the moral high ground, speaking in the name of justice, and Qin Luo doesn't even have room to refute.

  What they said is true, he really doesn't have a teacher qualification certificate. In fact, he hasn't even stepped into the gate of a regular school.

  How can such a person lead students?

  Qin Luo walked back to the classroom when class had already started for several minutes. The students were chattering and laughing, seeing Qin Luo walk up to the podium, they quickly flipped out their textbooks and began reciting that obscure and abstruse "Tang Head Song".

  Qin Luo used his palm to pat the table surface, signaling everyone to quiet down.

  The murmurs of recitation gradually subsided from loud to soft, eventually coming to a complete stop. All that was left were the smiling faces looking at Qin Luo with pleading eyes, hoping he would show some mercy and give them more time.

  "Have you all memorized it?" Qin Luo asked with a smile.

  "None." The students chorused in unison.

  "I knew you wouldn't have memorized it. However, as long as you pay attention and remember carefully, it's still very easy to commit to memory. The 'Tang Head Song' is the treasure of our Chinese medicine, the crystallization of the wisdom of countless sages. If you can recite it by heart, it will be very beneficial for you to become a qualified doctor in the future."

  Qin Luo's gaze swept across the faces of each student, carefully sizing up these familiar smiling faces. "Perhaps I won't have the chance to test whether you've memorized this poem or not," he said. "However, even if I'm not here, I still hope that you can complete the assignment I gave you. In that case, I should say thank you to everyone."

  When Qin Luo explained things in such a serious tone, the students' smiling faces disappeared and were replaced with thoughtful and solemn expressions.

  They all felt that today's atmosphere was off, although Qin Luo had been keeping a smile on his face, but the content of his words seemed to be saying goodbye.

  Is Teacher Qin leaving?

  "Teacher Qin, what do you mean by that? Why haven't you given us a chance to take the exam?" Wang Jiujin asked aloud.

  "Yes. Teacher Qin, even if this lesson isn't assessed, the next one can be assessed too. How could there not be an opportunity?"

  "Teacher Qin, you're not leaving, are you?"

  Looking at the anxious and worried faces below the stage, Qin Luo felt that his efforts were still worth it.

  At least his own students love him dearly.

  Qin Luo waved his hand, signaling everyone to quiet down. He said: "I deceived everyone, actually I have two pieces of good news to tell you all today. The first one is that I finally learned how to use QQ, I already told everyone earlier."

  "Now let me tell you a piece of good news," Qin Luo said: "I was fired by the school. From now on, I won't be able to force you guys to learn some boring stuff anymore. See, I've spoken out my unhappiness. Are you all feeling happier?"

  "Teacher Qin, don't joke around. Is what you said true or false?" Li Meng stood up and asked.

  "Yes. Teacher Qin. What's going on? Why does the school want to expel you?"

  "Unless they make you the principal, in which case I have nothing to say. Otherwise, don't even think about leaving."

  "Teacher Qin, don't scare me. I'll cry." A girl with a flushed face and moist eyes said.

  (PS: I was wrong. I am guilty. I neglected the brothers who are about to face the college entrance examination. Also, I wish you all a good score. Wish all the brothers of Lao Liu good health and a bright future.)