"A mere sophomore wants to test his medical knowledge with this professor?"
"I can apologize if I lose, but what do you say if you lose?"
At this time, Professor Smith, who was full of arrogance, no longer had the consciousness to be a teacher.
Instead, he got angry with the students with an angry look.
Although his operation was not defeated, it was already lost in the eyes of the teachers who were watching.
How can a teacher be so arrogant and motivated?
It’s purely about bringing emotions outside of work into the classroom.
"It's simple. If I lose, I'll pay you 100,000 yuan."
Su Qingyu said calmly.
Although she doesn't have 100,000 yuan at all now.
When Professor Smith heard this, he secretly made a calculation in his mind.
Relying on his title, he came to this medical university to give a public class, which cost about 70,000 yuan.
Now that I can get another 100,000 yuan, wouldn't it be one step closer to my dream of immigrating to the United States?
So he sneered and nodded:
"Tell me how to compare."
"What you just said was heard by all the teachers and students in the room. If you lose then, you can't afford to fail."
Su Qingyu glanced at him disdainfully, then pointed at a row of students:
"It's very simple. Don't you claim to be the youngest and best professor who has returned from studying in the United States?"
"As a medical professor, you should be able to diagnose the most basic diseases, right?"
"The test is also very simple. The pace of life is fast nowadays and everyone is not eating very healthily. My classmates are more or less "sub-healthy"."
"Look at this row of students at once. Just tell them what symptoms they have in their bodies."
She spoke calmly, but Professor Smith sweated from his vest.
He is engaged in theoretical medicine. He does not have professional equipment to diagnose patients. He starts in this classroom. Isn't this a difficult thing to do?
So he looked stern and resolutely refused:
"Nonsense!"
"The classroom is the place to see a doctor."
"I think you are deliberately trying to embarrass me!"
Su Qingyu laughed loudly when he heard this:
"No, I won't. Why don't you talk to me about the situation?"
“Even Western medicine, which relies on equipment, cannot detect even simple symptoms.”
"I think you are a complete idiot who can only write papers."
As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.
Although Professor Smith's ubiquitous arrogance and senior Muyang dog style on the stage made everyone a little disdainful.
But his titles and degrees are all real.
What Su Qingyu said was tantamount to a personal attack.
As a highly praised genius in the eyes of the world, Professor Smith cannot accept others questioning his talent.
Hearing Su Qingyu's taunt, he suddenly became so angry that his eyes widened and he gritted his teeth.
"Classmate Su!"
"What do you mean?!"
"Are you questioning my talent?!"
Su Qingyu directly spread her hands and waved her head indifferently:
"Don't tell me about these titles and degrees that you may or may not have. Treating diseases doesn't depend on how many certificates you have."
"In one sentence, if it can be cured, if it can't be cured, just bow and apologize, and then leave this classroom."
Her words were sharp.
There was absolutely no room for maneuver for Professor Smith.
Facing the growing doubts from the crowd, Professor Smith gave Su Qingyu a hard look, then walked off the podium and walked to the row that Su Qingyu just pointed at.
The first classmate was a female classmate. Her face looked a little pale, she was holding her stomach and her beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowned.
But perhaps he chose to trust this professional professor, so he still looked at Professor Smith expectantly.
Professor Smith didn't have an X-ray, so he couldn't tell what was happening. He could only casually say: "This girl looks a little painful. She must have acute enteritis."
As soon as these words came out, the girl's face fell and she quickly rolled her eyes.
Anyone with eyesight could see that Smith's diagnosis was wrong.
But the girl thought about it and stopped talking.
Smith quickly walked over to the second male classmate.
This male classmate was hugging a girl at this time, and they looked like a couple.
"This classmate is very healthy and has no health problems."
After a casual glance, Professor Smith announced.
Hearing this, Su Qingyu couldn't sit still.
"That's almost it."
"If you treat diseases like this, the patients will give you a lot of fun."
She snapped while stopping Professor Smith from walking towards the next classmate.
Professor Smith felt a little guilty now, but in public, he openly questioned his authority, which made him retort as if he was trying to regain his respect:
"Then you come?"
"You you on the line!"
After saying that, he stood aside with an unhappy look on his face, folded his arms, and stared coldly at the approaching Su Qingyu.
"If you don't understand, just watch it."
"You idiot who only knows how to read."
Su Qingyu shouldn't be too aggressive. She stood still at the first girl, but she still turned around and taunted her.
"you!!"
If it weren't for the fact that he was a teacher and it was difficult to do anything, he would have fought a long time ago.
I've seen students with prickly hair, but I've never seen such a bastard.
He couldn't understand why this sweet-looking girl didn't say even a few curse words, but her words were so defensible.
Su Qingyu briefly observed the girl, then gently took her pulse, and then came to the conclusion:
"It should be hot or cold, and the abdominal pain is like cramping. It is diagnosed as irregular menstruation. I will write you a prescription and take medicine three times a day. Your menstruation will be normal in one week."
While talking, she took the girl's notebook, tore off half a page of English notes on the spot, and then wrote the prescription on a new page.
Facing Su Qingyu tearing up her notes in front of her, the female classmate was not angry at all. Instead, she regarded it as a treasure and read the prescription carefully several times.
"Classmate Su, you are really amazing."
She had just learned that Professor Smith was lying about her enteritis, but due to the shame of menstruation, she did not expose it.
At this moment, when I heard that Su Qingyu could tell his situation clearly just by looking at his face and taking his pulse, he suddenly looked at Su Qingyu in front of him as if he were looking at an idol.
Professor Smith on the side was slapped in the face, and his face became much ugly.
The teachers and students in the audience also began to talk about it, and they all admired Su Qingyu's diagnostic skills.
But Su Qingyu’s diagnosis is not over yet.
She walked over to the second boy.
Just asking him to open his mouth and observing the tongue coating, Su Qingyu shook his head and quickly walked towards the next classmate.
Seeing that Su Qingyu also had invisible symptoms, Professor Smith seemed to have finally found a turning point.
He immediately snorted coldly and announced to everyone:
"I thought it was so awesome."
"It turns out that this classmate's illness is not obvious."
This shouting made Su Qingyu frown impatiently.
She was speechless and could only retreat to the boy. Then she looked apologetically at the flustered male classmate and said:
"Classmate, if you want to blame this idiot professor, he insisted on making me speak..."
