Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 598 Teaching Quality
"I'm really sorry, Dean Zhao."

After hearing his words that seemed like a joke, Tang Yuntao immediately understood in his heart. It seemed that this Dean Zhao was holding back his breath.

That's right.

In Zhao Jiaqiang's heart, he really felt uncomfortable.

The Kyoto City College of Traditional Chinese Medicine is a national-level key college, a first-class institution, and can be called the cradle of the domestic Chinese medicine community.

Over the years, many students who graduated from the Kyoto City College of Traditional Chinese Medicine have made achievements in medical skills and gained a reputation far and wide.

What about Qingzhou University of Traditional Chinese Medicine?
It's just a key college in Jiangnan Province.

Regardless of the school's reputation, the strength of its teachers, or its hardware and software capabilities, Zhao Jiaqiang thought to himself that Qingzhou University of Traditional Chinese Medicine would be thrown ten miles away.

However, it is such an academy, after he offered to come to exchange and study, he let himself as a pedestrian hang out for several months before agreeing.

"Jiaqiang, why are you talking to Xiao Tang?"

Elder Feng next to him frowned when he heard Zhao Jiaqiang's words hidden in the cotton, feeling a little dissatisfied, and glanced at Zhao Jiaqiang.

"Teacher, isn't that what I said?"

Seeing this, Zhao Jiaqiang smiled and said, "You said you wanted to visit Qingzhou College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, so I immediately contacted Dean Tang and said that you wanted to come. Didn't he let us hang out for months? ?”

"I'm really sorry, Dean Zhao."

Tang Yuntao immediately explained with an apologetic smile: "It's mainly on our side. There was something wrong before, which delayed some time. I believe that Mr. Feng should understand. Do you mean Mr. Feng?"

Tang Yuntao knew in his heart that the reason why Feng Lao took the initiative to come here for the first time, to put it bluntly, was because of Zhao Yifan.

And before Zhao Yifan didn't speak up and agreed to let Feng Lao and others come over, how could Tang Yuntao dare to make the decision without authorization?
Since he received a call from Zhao Yifan before, Mr. Feng also knew what was going on—it was because Zhao Yifan was not at the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine during this period.

So Mr. Feng smiled when he heard the words, and said: "Xiao Tang and the others have something to do here. I heard about this matter. It doesn't matter if it takes some time. After all, we came here with a learning attitude." .”

"Old Feng, you are so kind."

Tang Yuntao said repeatedly: "You are the existence of Taishan Beidou in our domestic Chinese medicine circle, and we should learn from you."

"Knowing that my teacher is a figure like Taishan Beidou in our Chinese medicine circle, you are still so negligent?"

Before Mr. Feng could speak, Zhao Jiaqiang next to him said flatly, "Principal Tang, this is the first time my teacher has been left alone for so long..."

"Family strong!"

Old Feng frowned, and said unhappily: "Are you finished?"

"teacher……"

Zhao Jiaqiang was about to say, I'm going to fight for you, but seeing Old Feng's displeasure, he had no choice but to swallow the rest of the words.

"Okay, Xiao Tang, let's go."

Old Feng smiled at Tang Yuntao, he couldn't wait to see Zhao Yifan.

"Teacher, shall we go directly to the School of Chinese Medicine?"

Zhao Jiaqiang quickly asked, "Then shall we go tonight?"

"Naturally, I will see the arrangement of the School of Chinese Medicine at night."

Old Feng frowned slightly, and said, "Could it be that Xiao Tang will let you sleep on the street?"

"Old Feng was joking."

Tang Yuntao quickly said: "Whoever I let sleep on the street, I dare not let you sleep on the street. I have also studied the basic theory of Chinese medicine, so strictly speaking, I am also your student. How dare I do this to be disrespectful to you?" What about the matter? We have already made arrangements, the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine has a hotel specially for reception, and the environment is very good, if you don’t dislike it, you will live in the college hotel in the past few days, what do you think?"

When Zhao Jiaqiang heard this, he was about to say, what are you kidding?To let my teacher live in the reception hotel of the college?

Unexpectedly, Mr. Feng nodded, and said with a smile: "Very good, Xiao Tang, you have a heart."

As he said that, he said with emotion: "Since resigning from the Kyoto City College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, in recent years, I seldom go back to school, and I really miss the feeling of being on campus. I have taught all my life. I always feel that no matter how good a place is, it’s not as comfortable as the atmosphere on campus. It’s good to live in the campus, it’s rare that Xiao Tang is so thoughtful, I like it very much, and I’m very satisfied.”

Now, Zhao Jiaqiang had nothing to say.

When the group walked out of the airport, the minibus received by Qingzhou University of Traditional Chinese Medicine had already arrived and stopped at the side of the road to wait.

Before getting in the car, Zhao Jiaqiang seized the opportunity, took advantage of the opportunity, went to Elder Feng and said in a low voice, "Teacher, before we came, the leaders of Jiangnan Province heard that you were coming and planned to invite you for dinner tonight... ..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mr. Feng with a displeased face, and said lightly: "Jia Qiang, how did they know I was coming?"

"Uh...this..."

Zhao Jiaqiang was a little embarrassed.

"You told them, didn't you?"

Elder Feng took a deep look at him.

"Yes teacher."

Zhao Jiaqiang knew that he couldn't hide it from Mr. Feng, so he nodded and admitted.

"Ugh."

Elder Feng sighed, and said with some disappointment: "Jiaqiang, I remember that you were not like this before, why have you changed after being the dean for a few years?"

"Teacher, I haven't changed."

Zhao Jiaqiang quickly explained, "I..."

"You still say you haven't changed?"

Mr. Feng interrupted him and said: "I remember that your favorite thing in the past was to study medical skills. When you were asked to take over my class, you were a little unhappy. You felt that being the dean would affect your study. Medical skills, but now? I found that you seem to be obsessed with socializing, how many medical skills have you read this year? Can you tell me what you have learned?"

Zhao Jiaqiang was immediately speechless by what he said.

After thinking about it carefully, Zhao Jiaqiang's body trembled, and he didn't know exactly when he started to like busy socializing.

In fact, at the beginning, when Zhao Jiaqiang was invited to a banquet, Zhao Jiaqiang basically refused - the reason was very simple, he felt that it would be better to go home and read a few medical books to waste his time.

But one time later, when Zhao Jiaqiang encountered something and asked for help, the other party said half-jokingly and half-seriously, Lao Zhao, I thought you had never asked for help in your life, since you became the dean In the end, you never socialized with others, and others thought you were lofty and had no desires or desires.

It was this sentence that woke up Zhao Jiaqiang.

Later, he began to try to slowly start to communicate with others. Sure enough, after the communication was opened, many things were easier to handle.

Between pushing cups and changing cups, Zhao Jiaqiang naturally didn't have time to read medical books.

Sometimes, Zhao Jiaqiang also felt that he was a bit neglected professionally?Occasionally I want to pick up a book and read it, but often the phone calls just after I pick up the book and read a few pages.

"Family is strong."

Seeing that Zhao Jiaqiang was speechless in a daze, Mr. Feng shook his head, sighed and said, "You can't do this. After all, we who study medicine still have to rely on medical skills to eat this bowl of food in the end. Intoxicated in human relationships, one day, you will find that the whole person is abolished, Jiaqiang, the reason why I strongly recommend you to come to Qingzhou University of Traditional Chinese Medicine this time is to let you understand this point, come here educational."

"I understand the teacher."

Zhao Jiaqiang came back to his senses and nodded. Immediately, a question mark arose in his heart, come to Qingzhou City College of Traditional Chinese Medicine to study?What can be learned here?He couldn't help asking: "Teacher, you have been recommending some teachers from my school to study here at Qingzhou City College of Traditional Chinese Medicine... Is it possible that the teaching quality of Qingzhou City College of Traditional Chinese Medicine is better than that of Jingzhou City College of Traditional Chinese Medicine?" Even better? This, is this unlikely?"

"Why not?"

Elder Feng asked back, and said flatly: "What do you mean by teaching quality? Tell me about it."

"Teaching quality is naturally the embodiment of a school's comprehensive education level."

Zhang Jiaqiang replied immediately.

"You're forgetting a little bit."

Mr. Feng shook his head, corrected him and said: "The so-called teaching quality, in the final analysis, depends on the teacher. If a college has good teachers with high standards, then the teaching quality will naturally improve. If the teacher's level is not good, then the teaching quality will be improved." Where can the quality be so high?"

Zhang Jiaqiang was taken aback for a moment, then he became excited and asked tentatively: "Teacher, what do you mean, there are good teachers with high level in this Qingzhou University of Traditional Chinese Medicine?"

Old Feng nodded slightly, and said: "Your reaction is not too slow, you finally understand, that's right, well, let's get in the car, and you will know when we see you." Then, he stepped into the car .

Zhang Jiaqiang followed closely behind, thinking in his mind, Qingzhou University of Traditional Chinese Medicine has such a low level, if there are really good teachers, how could he stay here willingly?After all, people go to high places and water flows to low places. How could they not go to places with better conditions?
Almost exactly at three o'clock, the minibus carrying Mr. Feng and his party returned from the airport to Qingzhou University of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Director Wu and others, who had been waiting at the school gate for a long time, immediately went up to welcome them.

"Director Wu."

After Tang Yuntao got off the car, he pointed to Mr. Feng who was smiling and looking around, and introduced, "This is Mr. Feng."

"Dean Tang, of course I know Mr. Feng."

Director Wu nodded again and again, bent slightly, stretched out his hands to Mr. Feng, and said, "Hi Mr. Feng, I am the person in charge of the Academic Affairs Office of Qingzhou City College of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Just call me Xiao Wu. Next, you During our stay in the academy, my main task is to take care of your basic necessities, food, housing and transportation, if you have any requirements, just ask me."

(End of this chapter)