Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 158

"Why?"

Zhao Yifan felt a little strange.

"It's very simple, Xiao Zhao."

Feng Bo looked like someone who came here, and said: "Teacher is a profession with a lot of overtime, and the salary is not very high. Most importantly, when hearing the teacher, many girls' first reaction is 'nerd' and 'goose'. Interesting, is disgusted by many girls."

"This world is not fair!"

Lu Jiaxuan beat his chest and stomped his feet, and shouted exaggeratedly: "If a girl is a teacher, people will say that she is gentle, virtuous, and knowledgeable. If a man is a teacher, he is a nerd and a goose!"

Zhao Yifan laughed, thinking about it carefully, Lu Jiaxuan was right.

bang!
The door of the office was pushed open from the outside.

Jiang Yan, who was tall and pretty, walked in angrily and glanced at them.

"Oh, isn't this Teacher Jiang?"

When Zhang Yi saw Jiang Yan, his eyes lit up immediately, he stood up hastily and said with a smile, "Rare guest, come in quickly."

"Teacher Jiang, it's rare to come here, what can you do?"

Lu Jiaxuan was also very courteous.Jiang Yan is a flower in the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine. In private, unmarried male teachers such as Lu Jiaxuan and Feng Bo all regard her as the lover of their dreams.

"Ms. Zhao, come out, I have something to ask you!"

Jiang Yan stared at Zhao Yifan with a pretty face, turning a deaf ear to what Lu Jiaxuan and the others said.

Lu Jiaxuan and others looked at Zhao Yifan in astonishment, not knowing what happened.

"Is something wrong?"

Zhao Yifan frowned, thought for a while, and followed Jiang Yan out.

"Ms. Zhao, I want to ask you, is it interesting for you to do this?"

Jiang Yan looked at him angrily.

"What have I done?"

Zhao Yifan was confused and looked at her puzzled.

"Still pretend!"

Seeing this, Jiang Yan felt contemptuous in her heart, and said, "You don't know about Liu Miaomiao, do you?"

"What's up with her?"

Zhao Yifan frowned.

"She was expelled by Dean Tang and announced that she would not be allowed to be a graduate student of the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine in the future."

Jiang Yan looked at Zhao Yifan angrily, "Mr. Zhao, you are a good example of a teacher. Are you going so far? Liu Miaomiao is still a student. Even if she did something wrong, you should forgive her. As a teacher, not only did you not forgive her , but went to Dean Tang to fan the flames, do you still look like a teacher by doing this?"

As soon as Zhao Yifan heard it, he knew that something else must have happened. He didn't bother to explain, and he was not afraid of being crooked. "I just don't accept Liu Miaomiao as a student. I don't know about other things."

"Why are you pretending to be innocent?"

Jiang Yanxin would not believe it. In her opinion, if Zhao Yifan hadn't said something to Dean Tang in private, how could Liu Miaomiao have been punished so severely?Of course, it was impossible for her to ask Tang Yuntao for clarification. How could she ask such a thing?
Of course, Jiang Yan also felt that there was no need to ask. Isn't this a lice on the bald man's head - it's obvious!
"Mr. Jiang, what I said is very clear. What happened to Liu Miaomiao has nothing to do with me. Believe it or not."

Zhao Yifan didn't bother to talk to her, and said softly, "I still have something to do, bye." He turned and went back to the office.

After returning, Lu Jiaxuan and others came over one after another, curiously asking Zhao Yifan what Jiang Yan was looking for him for.

Zhao Yifan just found an excuse to talk, and fooled it.

In the afternoon, Luo Yun called. She had some social gatherings at night, and she might be late home. After thinking about it, Zhao Yifan didn't bother to go back. He ate dinner in the school cafeteria and returned to the house arranged for him by the Taoist Administration.

Taking out the jade tablet engraved with the Taihuana Spirit Formation, and placing it on the ground beside him, Zhao Yifan closed his eyes and sat up in meditation.

After entering the tenth level of Qi Refining, Zhao Yifan clearly felt that even with the help of the Taihuana Spirit Formation, the speed of his cultivation would inevitably slow down.

However, Zhao Yifan was prepared for this.

Cultivation is one step at a time to lay a solid foundation. Sometimes it is not a good thing to improve one's cultivation base too quickly. One must have a consistent state of mind, so as not to be easily disturbed by the outside world.

The aura circulated in the body for a few days, Zhao Yifan opened his eyes, opened the window, and let the fresh air flow in.

The winter in Qingzhou City is about to end, the temperature has risen significantly, and the grass is also struggling to emerge from the ground.

From the trees that stopped growing in winter, he realized the ingenious state of "latent life" that conforms to the cycle of heaven and the cycle of all things. The aura also seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.

But Zhao Yifan always felt that there seemed to be something missing.

However, he couldn't tell what was missing or what.

After all, Zhao Yifan comprehended and explored the wonderful state of "latent life" that conforms to the cycle of heaven and the cycle of all things.

In the experience left by the previous Danfu sect seniors, there is no explanation or experience at all.

All of this still requires Zhao Yifan to slowly explore, comprehend, and try.

The phone rang suddenly.

Picking it up and taking a look, it turned out to be the number of Liu Xiaotong, director of the Xuanmen Administration Bureau.

Zhao Yifan felt a little strange, why did he call himself?
"Hello Elder Zhao." Liu Xiaotong's voice came from the phone.

Zhao Yifan was also not interested in chatting with him, so he asked directly, "Ju Liu, what can I do if you call me?"

"There is such a thing."

Liu Xiaotong said politely: "Next month, there will be a Taoist conference organized by the Taoist world in Qingcheng Mountain. I wonder if you are interested in participating?"

"Xuanmen meeting?"

Zhao Yifan immediately became interested. In fact, he didn't meet many Taoist practitioners. He used to practice on the mountain with his master Li Xiao, and occasionally went down the mountain to travel in the world, but he had never met a practitioner. After staying in Qingzhou City for so long For a long time, I only saw a few practitioners such as the He family in Hunan Province and the Xuanmen Administration Bureau, and Lin Qiaoxia and Wei Xiuwen in Kyoto City.

So Zhao Yifan was still a little curious about the Xuanmen Conference mentioned by Liu Xiaotong.

"Well, in fact, every year when the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, the Taoist world chooses a place and organizes a Taoist meeting. The purpose is to bring Taoist practitioners together to discuss experiences, exchange items, etc. It’s like going to the market.”

Liu Xiaotong made a metaphor.

"Oh, I see, are you going?"

Zhao Yifan asked casually.

"Yes, we do it every year."

Liu Xiaotong coughed dryly and said, "Is Elder Zhao interested in participating? If so, we will be together then?"

After thinking about it, Zhao Yifan agreed: "Okay, just let me know when the time comes."

"No problem, Elder Zhao, then I won't bother you."

Liu Xiaotong said a few polite words and hung up the phone.

"Xuanmen Conference... I don't know if I can get news about Senior Brother Yang."

Zhao Yifan thought to himself, before his master died, he had entrusted him to find the news of Senior Brother Yang Zhiyuan. Zhao Yifan has never forgotten this matter, but there is no clue of any news in the vast crowd, how to find it?

So Zhao Yifan was not too anxious about this matter, but had a resignation mentality.

The School of Traditional Chinese Medicine does not say it is big or small, but everyone who studies, works and lives here always meets them from time to time.

Zhao Yifan is like this.

I met Jiang Yan several times on campus, and every time we met, Jiang Yan would pass by with a sullen face, as if she didn't know Zhao Yifan.

Of course, Zhao Yifan would not be so bored as to take the initiative to chat with her.

Zhu Zhigang would be on time every day. He came to Zhao Yifan's office to report.

After working in the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Zhao Yifan discovered that Tang Yuntao was really busy, and if he went to the office to look for him, he would most likely be in vain.

After going there twice, Zhao Yifan didn't bother to run away, so he called Tang Yuntao directly and told him that he wanted to take Zhu Zhigang to the Affiliated Hospital of the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine for an internship.

Originally, Zhao Yifan thought that this was nothing at all.

But what he didn't expect was that he had to wait for the "position".

"Ms. Zhao, the Affiliated Hospital of the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine is established according to the regular hospital. In other words, the doctors in each department are full. If the teachers of our school want to bring graduate students to practice, they must contact the affiliated hospital in advance. Greetings from the hospital will be arranged by the hospital, after all, the main responsibility of the affiliated hospital is to treat diseases, not for students to practice."

Tang Yuntao explained cautiously: "These professors in the school arrange clinical practice, which is planned in advance every year. Teacher Zhao, shouldn't you let the students continue to study in the first year, and only in the third year. Do you want to take the students for a formal practice?" He felt a little strange.

"Oh, our theory of Chinese medicine is too abstract. In the final analysis, we still have to combine theory and practice."

Zhao Yifan simply explained: "So I didn't plan to let my students continue to read and study. I wanted to take him to the clinic to study directly, so that he can learn faster and learn some knowledge."

"So it is."

Tang Yuntao suddenly realized, and immediately said apologetically, "Then what should I do, Mr. Zhao? This year must be impossible, otherwise, wait, I'll go back and say hello to the professor who led the students to practice this year, and see if I can find a solution... ..."

"Forget it, no need."

Zhao Yifan interrupted him and said, "Isn't that special? Let's wait and see." Hanging up the phone, he inadvertently looked at the buds blooming on the branches outside the window. Zhao Yifan's heart moved and he walked out .

With the warming of the climate, the earth recovers, the green grass under the soil struggles to stick its head out, and the little buds sprout on the branches, bringing a bit of green life to the dry trees.

"vitality……"

Zhao Yifan stared at the buds on the trees, vaguely, he seemed to have grasped a clue.

(End of this chapter)