Several class monitors who were distributing wedding candies saved Shen Anning's life in time. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that some classmates were looking at the podium, but he could only pretend to be calm and pretend that he hadn't heard anything just now.
In this way, one party pretended not to hear, and the other party thought that what he said was not heard, and a strange balance was reached in the classroom.
Until a very loud voice said, "I wish you a happy wedding and a long-lasting happiness together."
"I wish Teacher Shen a happy wedding and a happy life."
The students and teachers passing by the door could not hide the curiosity in their eyes... Oh, it turned out that the teaching assistant of Traditional Chinese Medicine got married. They were so envious and sad. How come such a good teaching assistant belongs to someone else's family? They have sharp eyes and they saw all the candies on the table!
"Thank you so much for all the blessings. Although I can't wish you a happy wedding, I can wish you all happiness every day!"
Hahahahahahahaha…
The students in the class burst into laughter. What was it like to have a teacher who was not much older than me and had a humorous personality? I felt that attending class was a pleasure, a way to learn from and communicate with friends.
Some students still had candies stuffed in their mouths, and they almost drooled at the smile, which earned them a cold stare from their good friends next to them.
"Okay, enough laughing and joking, I received the blessings, and everyone has had their candy. Now, let's cheer up and get into the study mode!"
"Please close your books as much as possible. Let's review the basic Chinese herbal medicines and their effects that the teacher taught us in the last class..."
After asking three students questions in a row, everyone performed very well, and Shen Anning raised his eyebrows in satisfaction.
The class lasted for an hour and a half, with a ten-minute break in the middle for everyone to refresh themselves. Some students in the class had just entered university and were only exposed to Chinese medicine in the first class of the semester. Everyone was like a sponge, absorbing knowledge eagerly.
Shen Anning likes to weave Chinese medicine knowledge into small stories. For example, today a classmate in the class did not sleep well at night, stared at the quilt, had a fever in the middle of winter, and had a runny nose...
For example, today I met an old lady squatting on the road and looking at a sick woman. She said,
These stories are vivid and interesting. Although they use the names of classmates in a joking way, everyone prefers this approach. When they think about the efficacy of a certain medicine and how to use it, they will think of the prescriptions they wrote to their classmates or even to themselves in class.
"Okay, that's it for this class. get out of class dismissed. Everyone, remember to review the knowledge points covered in this class after class."
"I know, Senior Sister, reviewing the past is the key to understanding the present. We practitioners of Traditional Chinese Medicine must..."
"You must treat each medicinal herb as your own child. You must understand its characteristics, the environment in which it likes to grow, and how it can be used to treat the sick when it grows up..."
Before he finished speaking, several students took over. Shen Anning smiled and nodded at them. These were the words that the master usually liked to say. Their hospital didn't hold many meetings, but once one was held, Master Cheng would say these words.
Sure enough, everyone could recite it.
"Now that you know all this, remember to put these words into practice throughout your life."
Before she left the classroom, several monitors who helped her distribute candy came over with the remaining candies. After distributing the last candy to the student, Shen Anning raised her hand and asked them to return to their seats for class.
"Senior, this is the leftover candy."
There wasn't much left in each bag, only about twenty pieces. Although Shen An Ning didn't count them carefully when she took the candies, she had a rough idea of them. These people were really honest.
"You can share the hard work fee with your friends."
Even as I reached the stairs, I could still hear someone in the classroom shouting, "Monitor, give me another Big White Rabbit!"
It’s great to be young!
After finishing the class, Shen Anning rode his bike out of the school directly. Recently, the master and senior brother have made progress in their research on pulmonary albinism. After two months of drug treatment, the ten patients in the clinical trial did not improve their albinism, but it did not continue to worsen. This is already a big breakthrough.
People who work in an environment with a lot of dust for a long time will suffer from serious lung infections. The initial symptoms are mild coughing, sputum, chest tightness, and shortness of breath. Many people think that these are minor problems and that they are tired and have not gotten enough rest. If this continues for a long time, it will cause very serious consequences.
Western medicine's surgical operations and medical equipment have not yet developed to the level that can cure this disease. It is also because in the past few years, in order to compete for the lead and for development, people went down to the mines to work, and to relieve work pressure, they smoked low-quality cigarettes for a long time. Most of the people suffering from this disease are middle-aged and elderly people.
After sending away one patient after another like this in the hospital, and with Western medicine powerless, Mr. Cheng consulted countless books and found a tiny clue in a book that could not even be considered a medical book. It could be said that it was not a clue at all.
In ancient times, most of the people who mined rocks, dug coal and mined minerals were laborers living at the bottom of society. Over time, they would get sick and die from serious illness. The large number of deaths would naturally attract the attention of vested interests. At that time, the kind-hearted doctors also practiced again and again, and after countless failures, they finally figured out a little bit of the trick.
Based on the records in these ancient books, Mr. Cheng established a clinical trial project in the hospital.
When Ana Shen changed her clothes and walked into the exclusive ward, everyone was reporting their recent physical condition to Mr. Cheng.
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