Chapter 26: Quack Doctors Murder People!

  If it weren't for seeing Wang Jiujin's striking face in the first row of seats, Qin Luo would have suspected that he had entered the wrong classroom.

  He clearly remembered that the class he was in charge of only had fifty students, but unexpectedly, it suddenly increased by nearly twice today. The large classroom was overcrowded, and even the front row, which was usually almost empty, was also filled with people.

  "I wonder if I walked into the wrong classroom or if some of you students down there found the wrong teacher." Qin Luo threw his textbook onto the lectern and said to the students below.

  Wow!

  Everyone burst out laughing when they heard his humorous and witty words.

  "Teacher Qin, I was saying in my dorm that our new teacher can point out everyone's physical problems and provide solutions during class. My dormmates don't believe me - can you take a look at them? See if they have any kidney issues or anything?"

  "Teacher Qin, we don't believe it either. Show us too."

  "Hehe, I didn't let them come, but they insisted on coming ----- saying they wanted to see the handsome guy in a long gown -----"

  Because of their similar ages, everyone spoke freely without any reservations. Everyone's reasons were varied and diverse, but their goals were very clear. They all came for Qin Luo.

  Students say big is very big, and small is very small. If something interesting happens, it may be known to the whole school soon.

  Qin Luo's first lesson was a stunning debut, leaving the students who attended the class one by one with boiling blood and unable to calm down. His brilliant medical skills made these students amazed and regarded him as a god. After returning, they would naturally show off to their roommates or close friends.

  Some students are skeptical and want to come and witness it for themselves. Some girls are moved and want to come closer.

  So it has resulted in the current situation.

  Qin Luo tapped his finger on the table, signaling everyone to quiet down. Smiling, he said: "I understand what you mean. I'm also deeply honored."

  However, I think reading should be a serious matter. If you really like traditional Chinese medicine, I welcome it and am willing to pass on all my knowledge to you. But if you just come for the excitement, then I reserve my opinion on everyone's approach.

  "Teacher Qin, we really like traditional Chinese medicine," someone shouted. The classroom erupted in laughter once again.

  "Teacher Qin, I originally didn't like traditional Chinese medicine, but now I like it."

  "Right! Our slogan is: Love Qin teacher, love traditional Chinese medicine."

  Qin Luo forced a smile, and once again made a hand gesture to signal everyone to be quiet. He said: "So, let's get started with the lesson now. I hope you can learn some useful knowledge in my class, rather than just sitting here wasting your time."

  Qin Luo is a teacher who came in halfway, so he didn't prepare lesson plans, and even the textbook provided by the school was only quickly browsed through the chapter directory.

  Qin Luo's current state is like a master who has opened up the Ren and Du meridians. As for the simple basic knowledge in front of him, it is just 'Hei Hu Tuo Xin' 'Hou Zi Zhai Tao' and other inferior skills in his eyes, which he is extremely familiar with. Even, he has confidence that he can be more effective than the answers in the book.

  "I'll ask you a few basic questions first. It's a review of the last lesson." Qin Luo said. "Hmm, in my class, there's no need to raise your hand. Whoever I point to will answer, and you don't have to stand up either. Don't waste time."

  "What are the symptoms of rheumatic fever?" Qin Luo scanned the classroom and pointed to a boy in the third row, saying: "You answer."

  "High fever, thirsty and drinking cold water, sweating profusely, pulse is surging. Teacher, I've written it all down in my notes."

  Qin Luo nodded and said, "Very good. Although I don't advocate for note-taking as a learning method, if you can recall the key points without digesting them, it's not a bad way to review."

  "A critically ill patient, suddenly has a large amount of cold sweat on his forehead, and his limbs are extremely cold. What symptom is this?" Qin Luo asked again. He nodded at a girl in the first row and said, "You come and answer."

  "Dead from yang." The woman replied confidently.

  "Not bad. It's Wáng Yáng. This time I'll ask you a slightly more difficult question." Qin Luo said with a smile. "Taiyang Zhongfeng, Yang floating and Yin weak. How to solve it with decoction method? Wang Jiujin, you come to answer."

  Wang Jiujui took a longer time to think this time, because the previous question was theoretical foundation, and her question is already truly testing 'practical skills'.

  "Hesitated for a moment, and said uncertainly: 'Three liang of cassia twig peeled, eighteen zhu of ephedra minus the nodes, twenty-four zhu of gypsum, three liang of fresh ginger, and twelve dates.'"

  "Are you certain?" Qin Luo's gaze was fixed on Wang Jiujiu's delicate and smooth face, his expression unreadable as he asked.

  Wang Jiujui thought for a moment, then changed his words: "It seems to be three liang of Guizhi peeled, three liang of Shaoyao, two liang of Gancao, three liang of Shengjiang, and twelve dates."

  Qin Luo stepped down from the podium and glanced at a male classmate's watch on his wrist, saying: "It's too late. The patient has been dead for thirty-five seconds after drinking the soup you concocted."

  "Uh-sorry teacher." Wang Jiujui's face turned bright red as she smiled awkwardly. In fact, she wanted to cry even more.

  Is there anyone as sarcastic as you?

  Bang!

  Qin Luo slapped the table with a loud bang, glaring at Wang Jiujui and said: "You're still smiling? You're still laughing? Sorry? Do you think just saying sorry is enough?"

  "I can forgive you. But can the patient who died due to your negligence also forgive you? Can the deceased's family forgive you?"

  "Do you know what kind of profession yours is? Do you know what a single mistake of yours represents? It represents the loss of a life, and possibly the end of your career. What's the use of saying sorry?"

  "It won't happen again." Wang Jiujiu was not intimidated by Qin Luo's furious outburst, but instead bravely lifted his head and stubbornly locked eyes with him.

  He is strong and I am weak; but as he takes advantage of his strength to overcome me, I will use my weakness to defeat him.

  As expected, Qin Luo's expression eased up. Perhaps he also sensed it, exchanging gazes with a beautiful female student for so long was too ambiguous.

  Qin Luo sighed softly and said, "This time's negligence can't be blamed on you. Because the final medicinal soup problem involves the content of the fifth volume of 'Shang Han Lun', perhaps you haven't studied that far yet. However, there is one thing you must remember."

  At this point, Qin Luo's expression became serious and solemn once again.

  "What?" Wang Jiujin asked aloud.

  "In your hands, a life has already been lost. You must remember, you killed someone." Qin Luo said in a cold tone.

  "You -" Wang Jiujiao dared to guarantee that if any other teacher had said this sentence to her, she would have dared to scold them.

  Can such a careless mistake in an assessment be considered as killing someone?

  But seeing Qin Luo's solemn expression, she swallowed back the words that were about to spill out.

  What if this wasn't an assessment but a real prescription for patients?

  At this point, Wang Jiujin suddenly realized Qin Luo's good intentions towards him.

  "Teacher Qin, I've taken note of it. Thank you." Wang Jiujiu said with a nod.

  Qin Luo was very satisfied with Wang Jiujiu's attitude, and his face relaxed again. He said, "Very good. You must remember one sentence: a mediocre doctor mistakes people and himself."

  When he said this sentence, Qin Luo was stunned for a moment.

  Looking at Wang Jiujui now, Qin Luo thought of himself many years ago.

  At first, when he made the wrong prescription for the first time, Grandfather also scolded him severely. At that time, Grandfather whipped his palm with a bamboo stick and said the same words to him.

  It can be said that Qin Luo's words just now were completely copied from his family's old master. This also shows that the scene at that time left a deep impression on Qin Luo, and he will never forget it for the rest of his life.

  Now, he educates his students in the same way as his grandfather educated him. Hopefully, they can truly understand that life is priceless.

  After class, Qin Luo had just walked out of the classroom when Wang Jiujin caught up with him again.

  "Teacher Qin." Wang Jiujin shouted from behind. With a delicate face and outstanding temperament, she could be considered a rare beauty.

  Qin Luo didn't know that Wang Jiujiu was originally a school flower-level figure in school.

  "Are you dissatisfied with my attitude? Want to come and debate with me?" Qin Luo said with a smile.

  "No. I know Teacher Qin is doing it for our own good." Wang Jiujiu smiled and shook his head.

  "Then you come... want a phone number?" Qin Luo asked. "Haha, I just got a new mobile phone. I'll give you the number, if your mom has any questions, she can call me anytime."

  "What? Matched? Alright then." The regret in Wang Jiujiao's eyes flashed by.

  "Uh, but I don't know my number. You give me yours and I'll call you back." Qin Luo said very innocently.

  Wang Jiujin looked at the phone in Qin Luo's hand and recited a string of numbers. When a pleasant ringtone came from the bag, it proved that the two had left each other's contact information.

  "Give me a call if anything happens." Qin Luo said, then waved his hand and walked towards the administrative office building.

  Watching Qin Luo's figure walk away, Wang Jiujin stood in place and let out a soft sigh.

  Took out a beautiful box from the bag, gazing at the silver-gray mobile phone screen on it, the melancholy in my heart was like a vine spreading wildly.

  I was still one step too late!

  "But it won't happen again." Wang Jiujiao clenched his fist and said to himself.

  Wang Jiujui made a phone call, and after waiting for the soft "hello" from the woman on the other end of the line, she said into the receiver: "Zhang Yiyi, I've killed someone."

  Clang!

  Wang Jiujui heard a sound of something falling on the other side, and it seemed very chaotic.

  "Is it true? Is that person dead?" The woman couldn't care about pretending to be young anymore, her voice was even trembling.

  Wang Jiujui thought for a moment and said: "He's been dead for about 40 minutes."

  "You little scamp, why have you never been considerate of others from childhood to adulthood? Hurry up. Grab some ash from the ground and smear it on your face, you're too pretty and can't let people recognize you. Leave the school gate, then take a taxi at the school entrance to the train station. I'll take a car over now and meet up with you, we'll hide out at your grandma's house for a few days - this matter must not be known by your dad, I'm afraid he might disown you..."

  Wang Jiujui covered his stomach and laughed wildly, thinking to himself, "How come I never discovered before that my old mom had such great potential as a detective?"