Medical Sovereign Chapter 473

“You just keep eating. I'm going to school to teach students today, and you don't have to follow me. In a while, I will pass a cultivation method to you, and you can do the cultivation at home. When your second sister goes to the restaurant in a few days, you can go to help her.”

Ding Ning said with a smile and decided to teach Ye Tianlang the Barbarian Physical Exercise Technique. “This is a very suitable material for practicing martial arts, and he has the fighting instinct of a beast. I can't waste the material.”

“Is it like the technique Brother Hou is cultivating?”

Ye Tianlang's eyes brightened instantly. Yesterday, he spent the whole day watching the Xiahou's cultivation, and he also followed him to cultivate, but he could not master the essence of it.

“Yes!”

Seeing that he was interested, he smiled and said with a nod.

“Okay!”

Ye Tianlang did not pretend to decline and nodded instantly, showing joy on his face.

He had been fighting with the fighting instinct he had learned by growing up with wolves, but he had never done systematic cultivation yet. When he saw Xiahou's cultivation yesterday, he knew at first glance that this method of cultivation was very powerful, and he admired it a great deal.

Initially, he thought that when everyone accepted him in a period of time, he would then be allowed to cultivate this advanced technique, but he did not expect that Ding Ning trusted him so much that he was about to pass it to him unhesitatingly, making him much further moved.

Xiahou only stayed together with Ye Tianlang for a day and they only spoke less than ten sentences with each other because both of them were people of few words, but he liked the wolf-like young man very much.

Hearing these words now, he felt happy for him. “Those who have the qualification to make the young master pass the Domineering Body Technique are his confidants worth the absolute trust and his closest partners.”

He was extremely interested in Ye Tianlang's fighting skill, which was as amazing as the martial arts skill that he gained by going through the hardships in the Death Hunter Camp.

The only difference was that what he learned was the fighting technique to hunt humans, while Ye Tianlang's was the fighting skill gained by hunting wild beasts. If the two forms could make up for each other and become one, that would be more perfect.

Previously, he was unclear about how important Ye Tianlang was for his young master, so he could not conduct in-depth communication with him, but since he had now learned his importance for his young master, he did not need to worry about anything anymore.

After breakfast, Ding Ning passed the technique to Ye Tianlang and then drove the Phaeton that had just been repaired to the school hurriedly.

After going through the two hits of large vehicles, Ding Ning pondered these painful experiences and installed numerous defensive charms on all vehicles of his family by consuming large numbers of Spiritual Crystals.

Now, even if the Phaeton was hit by a missile, it would not be damaged at all before the Spiritual Energy in these runes was fully spent, not to mention it was hit by a big truck. It was ten times stronger than a bulletproof armed car.

The only pity was that the Spiritual Energy between heaven and earth was too thin. Once the Spiritual Energy in these runes was consumed, it had to be supplemented with the Spiritual Crystals in time, which gave him so much mental pain. After all, he and Luoxue would need to consume a lot of Spiritual Crystals for cultivation.

The most depressing thing for him was that he, who had only reached the Earth Martial Arts Realm, consumed a whole piece of the highest grade Spiritual Crystal of Water but failed to make his Dantian full. Mermaid clearly said that the Spiritual Energy that the highest grade Spiritual Crystal of Water contained could help an ordinary person's cultivation reach the God Martial Arts Realm.

He was so confused about it and even wondered if something was wrong with his Dantian.

It was the rush hour. All the way, Ding Ning drove through any space he could find and swam in the river of cars. Finally, he arrived at the school before nine.

The multi-functional lecture hall was very large and was usually used as a place for the teachers and students of the university to have meetings or a venue for holding literary and artistic performances, but today, it became overcrowded because of an open class.

The 3,000 fixed seats were all occupied, and even the aisle and the empty space at the back of the hall were also packed with students. In addition, more and more people were still pouring in from the back door.

The grandeur of so many students coming spontaneously to an open class could only appear when the leading medical authorities like Mr. Hu and Mr. Zhang came.

Although these students voluntarily controlled their volume of greeting or whispering to their familiar classmates, the fact that nearly 5,000 students gathered together still made a loud noise in the lecture hall.

Mr. Hu, who was supposed to be busy and have not come, was now sitting in the meeting room of the medical school at the moment, talking with Mr. Zhang, Principal Lu, Yuan Jingsen, the new dean of the medical school, and more than ten experts and professors.

“Mr. Hu, you asked Ding Ning to teach the students without informing them beforehand. Will this be opposed by the students?”

Yuan Jingsen asked with a seriously worried face.

“Right, although we know that Ding Ning has reached a very high medical level, the students may not think so.”

Principal Lu was also worried and upset.

“I admit that Ding Ning's theoretical level and medical level are very high indeed, but teaching is different from doing research. I am not optimistic about his teaching this time.”

An old gray-haired professor showed his opinion realistically.

“This is an open class attended by 5,000 people. If he can't control the scene and the students make trouble, it will be real trouble.”

Another worried old professor also raised his concern, and the other professors echoed and were not very optimistic about Ding Ning.

“The saying goes, 'Real gold does not fear the test of fire.' I believe Little Brother.”

Mr. Zhang drank tea leisurely and had strong trust in Ding Ning.

“I also believe in him. Let's wait and see. If anything goes wrong, we old guys can still make remedies, can't we?”

Mr. Hu smiled and reassured everyone, and they also agreed. Since the most famous professors in the medical school were here to endorse Ding Ning, no trouble should be feared.

The atmosphere suddenly warmed up, and an old professor laughed and said, “Ding Ning has created many miracles. Let's talk after watching the live broadcast.”

“Yeah, let's watch what is going on. If anything goes wrong, we can make remedies.”

“To be honest, I'm a little looking forward to Ding Ning's performance.”

“Such a young genius comes out of our medical college. This is the blessing of the school.”

“That kid has never let us down, and I hope there is no exception this time.”

Although the professors were not optimistic about the teaching level of Ding Ning, they still admired his medical skills. The previous concerns were their care for him.

But Mr. Hu and Mr. Zhang's calmness infected them at the moment, so they let go of their worries and said.

Although Yuan Jingsen was a distinguished executive, his qualifications were probably the lowest among them at the scene, so he did not dare to neglect the demands of these predecessors and quickly turned on the projector to show the scene in the lecture hall.

At nine o'clock, Ding Ning walked straight-backed to the podium with a relaxed expression. As he looked around, the 5,000 attendees in the classroom became quiet and turned to him.

“Who is he? Is this not Mr. Hu's open class today?”

“Right, who is this guy? He dares to stand at the podium.”

“Oh my god, is it that Mr. Hu is busy and can't come here and asked his assistant to tell us the temporary change of time?”

“No, so many people have come to the class. No matter how great his business is, Mr. Hu will come.”

“Huh, I think this guy from some class has come to act, hasn't he?”

“Wow, what a handsome young man! He is my mine.”

“Get lost, little bitch. He is my cup of tea, and don't compete with me.”

“Uh? Why is he so familiar to me? I seem to have seen him somewhere.”

“Go away. Whatever handsome young man you see is not familiar to you? Bitchy easy girl!”

The quietness only lasted a moment. Then, like a drop of water falling into a boiling oil pot, the entire lecture hall suddenly boiled with noises. Staring at Ding Ning, the students whispered to each other with all kinds of discussions and guesses.

“Quiet!”

Ding Ning tapped the podium with his curved index finger calmly. In such a noisy environment, his voice, which was with extreme penetrating power, resounded in everyone's ears.

The noisy classroom suddenly became quiet. Ding Ning picked up a piece of chalk, turned around, and wrote two big words on the blackboard behind him—Ding Ning.

Turning around and pointing to his name, he said loudly, “Mr. Hu is busy and can't come today, and I will replace him to give this open class. I am Ding Ning. If any of you can't accept this, you can leave now.”

The strokes were simple and the name was simple, but they had a commanding spirit of a warrior. Even the students who had no idea about calligraphy could see that his calligraphy accomplishments were absolutely extraordinary.

And the eyes of those students who understood calligraphy suddenly brightened, and some of them could not help complimenting his words in their mind, “Excellent strokes!”

Ding Ning gave a gentleman's smile, which was out of place compared with the name that was full of the military atmosphere on the blackboard, but the extremely complicated contradictory connection between them made others feel that the smile was so suitable.

Some students, who were a little disappointed and wanted to ridicule him or turn around to leave, were deterred by the words he wrote and temporarily stayed with strong curiosity.

“Ding Ning, he is Ding Ning, the miracle-working doctor.”

A female student suddenly covered her mouth, and her excited exclamation sounded abruptly in the silence. Like the dominoes being pushed down, a chain reaction was caused instantly.

“Ah, that's why I feel he is so familiar. It turns out he is my Ningning.”

“God! I did not expect to meet my idol by attending an open class. I am so happy.”

“I have long heard that Ningning is also in our medical college, but no one can find him. I didn't expect him to come to replace Mr. Hu to teach us. I am so happy.”

“Xiaofen, pinch me to see if I am dreaming. God, I've seen my husband.”

“Get lost, bitchy easy girl. That is my husband.”

“Shut up, all of you! That is my husband. Husband, husband, I am here!”

“Fuck, you are my girlfriend, but you call another man husband?”

“It's true you are my boyfriend, but Ningning is my spiritual husband. If you can't accept it, let's break up, humph.”

“I… fine. He is your husband, and I am your boyfriend, but why do I feel so uncomfortable?”

“Hee, hee, good boy, you just imagine I'm playing a game. You are my boyfriend in reality, and he is my husband in the game.”

“This seems to sound a little more comfortable.”

“Husband, look here. I am your sweetheart, and I am here.”

“I have finally seen the living Ningning. Oh, he is more handsome than in the video, and I want to bear children for him.”

As the first female student recognized Ding Ning, more people recognized him. The entire lecture hall of students suddenly turned into a sea of fans. Countless female students' faces turned red with excitement, stood up to wave their arms, screamed with high-pitched voices, shouted…, trying to attract Ding Ning's attention.

More boys were sad and looked at Ding Ning as they looked at their enemies who killed their fathers, for those girls were either their girlfriends or their crushes.

The situation was terrible now. They treated these girls as their treasures, but now they lost their goddess-like dignity and called him “husband” or “Ningning”, and did not even cover up their wishes to bear children for him, so how could they not feel embarrassed?

In the crowd, a pair of bright big eyes stared at Ding Ning without blinking. Instead of standing up and crying crazily like the other girls, she just sat quietly in the seat and stared at him with her mouth slightly upturned.

Fortunately, most of those standing in the aisle were boys playing the escorts of the girls, preventing some girls who could not help wishing to rush to the podium to get in close contact with Ding Ning from coming out; otherwise, Ding Ning would possibly have run away in fear.

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