Exploding favorite poisonous concubine: it is difficult for a black-bellied emperor to chase his wif

Chapter 91 My medical skills have never improved?
"Can't I find you?" Jiang Wanrou recovered from her surprise, and asked Jiang Qingchen loudly: "As a teacher, shouldn't you answer the students' doubts?"

In order to make a good impression on the new husband, she rushed over here ahead of time, but who would have expected that their new husband would be Jiang Qingchen, a trash.

The people of the Holy Spirit must have taken the wrong medicine. If Jiang Qingchen could be a teacher, wouldn't a genius as outstanding as her, Jiang Wanrou, be able to be the dean? !

Either the Holy Spirit's people took the wrong medicine, or Feng Yunjue asked the dean to open the back door for Jiang Qingchen. As the best academy in Fengming Country, how could Holy Spirit be so unprincipled.

The more Jiang Wanrou thought about it, the angrier she became, and the more she looked at Jiang Qingchen in front of her, the more unpleasant she became. The little bitch is really getting more and more arrogant. Back then, her father shouldn't have let her leave the Jiang family, otherwise she would have been able to get close to Feng Yunjue. That can make such a dog look like a dog.

She must find a way to make Jiang Qingchen leave the Holy Spirit on his own initiative, otherwise with this damn bitch around, she still has nothing to show for the limelight!
Jiang Yi looked at Jiang Wanrou, smiled and said, "If you don't understand something about this class, you can naturally ask me, but for other things, I don't have that obligation."

"Jiang Qingchen, you haven't been able to cultivate spiritual power since you were a child, and your medical skills have never improved. You come here to be a pharmacist of the Holy Spirit. Do you want to disgrace our Jiang family?!" People heard her voice, so she spoke extra loudly.

"My medical skills have never improved?" Jiang Yiyi smiled: "Jiang Wanrou, you must be realistic in your words. My medical skills have never improved and I can easily beat you. How bad do you think you are?"

Jiang Wanrou's face turned pale, and she quickly argued: "...I, that was an accident!"

"Okay, that was an accident, both times." Jiang Yiyi shook his head and looked at Jiang Wanrou, and said, "It's really an honor for the Jiang family to have such an accident like you. By the way, there is something You must have forgotten that I am no longer a member of your Jiang family, and if it is said that I am ashamed, only you, a member of the Jiang family, have the right to do so."

Jiang Wanrou closed her eyes, took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in her chest, and said in a soft voice: "Jiang Qingchen, do you know how much the Holy Spirit expects of you sir?"

Seeing that Jiang Qingchen didn't answer, Jiang Wanrou took back her confidence and said: "If you have such qualifications as the master of our Holy Spirit, you will only mislead the disciples. I advise you to save the sixth prince's face, before serious consequences are caused. You'd better leave early."

"Jiang Wanrou, do you think I'm you? Don't mention others in front of me. I'm here to be your pharmacist. I was appointed by your dean. If you think I shouldn't be in this position, then go to the dean to report it. Don't worry about it." Pretend to be a good person in front of me."

Those students sitting in the seats, although they were full of doubts about Jiang Qingchen becoming their husband, but no matter how they said it was an indisputable fact.

If they had doubts, they could only hold back temporarily, because they could always feel an indescribable aura in Jiang Qingchen, as if she stood in front of her and should be their husband, that feeling was very strange.

Being able to come here, she must have some strength. As for whether she is as unbearable as Jiang Wanrou said, it will be clear after two classes.

With respect to the master, except for Jiang Wanrou, all the students below maintained their duties and sat quietly in their seats.

At this moment, the class bell rang.

The color of Jiang Yiyi's eyebrows changed suddenly, she glanced at Jiang Wanrou, and said indifferently and seriously: "Let's go to class!"

(End of this chapter)