"Do you still want to continue listening to Mr. Yang's lecture?"
Chen Yinsheng asked.
"Yes!"
All the students shouted even louder.
"Okay, I'll try."
Seeing the enthusiasm of the students, Chen Yinsheng immediately responded. Then, he immediately turned off the microphone and walked to Senior Yang, who was standing next to him. He pretended to persuade him, but in fact, he whispered, "Senior Yang, your speech was so good. I was fascinated by it just now."
"You flatter me."
Mr. Yang responded.
"What do you think of the students in our school?"
Chen Yinsheng continued to ask.
"They're all very good and eager to learn."
Mr. Yang glanced at all the students in the lecture hall and said, "I'm very pleased. It's the first time I've given a lecture to so many students in so many years, and it's also the first time I've seen so many students so attentive in class. After so many years, what I've learned in my life can finally be put to use today."
"Then, I'll have to trouble you tomorrow."
Chen Yinsheng said.
"Uh …"
Mr. Yang hesitated for a moment, lowered his voice and said, "In fact, I also want to say that it's not good to deceive the students in this way. After all, we're all teachers."
"That's why I did it."
Chen Yinsheng said with a wry smile, "You don't know. These naughty kids are all ruthless. We have to make them feel that it's not easy to get them. Otherwise, they won't cherish it."
"All right."
Mr. Yang also echoed with a wry smile.
Hearing that.
Chen Yinsheng immediately returned to the podium with a smile, turned on the microphone on the podium, and said happily to all the students, "Students, Mr. Yang has agreed. Tomorrow, Mr. Yang will give another lecture for another day!"
As soon as he said that.
All the students present were extremely excited and cheered.
Seeing that, Chen Yinsheng smiled, so did Mr. Yang.
…
The next day, the lecture continued.
However.
Fang Qiu did not participate again. Early in the morning, he ran to the gate of the prison to wait for Zhang Xinming.
Jiangjing Prison.
It was located 20 kilometers away from downtown Jiangjing.
It was a beautiful place with green hills and clear waters. There was also a huge garden that had been built nearby.
In order to come here, Fang Qiu specially rented a car and drove to the gate of the prison to wait.
According to the news from the prison hall, Zhang Xinming was released from prison at nine o 'clock in the morning.
Fang Qiu arrived at half past eight.
Standing at the gate of the prison, Fang Qiu looked at the gate as if he was here to pick up his relatives.
They waited for ten minutes.
"Boom …"
The roar of an engine could be heard.
Fang Qiu turned his head and saw a very familiar face. Li Qingshi!
He was very clear about the relationship between Li Qingshi and Zhang Xinming, so when he saw Li Qingshi, he knew that he was here to pick up Zhang Xinming.
Originally, Fang Qiu was going to go up and say hello to Li Qingshi.
But who knew …
Li Qingshi parked the car far away and turned his back to Fang Qiu as soon as he got out of the car. He didn't mean to greet Fang Qiu at all. In this case, Fang Qiu couldn't stick his warm face to his cold butt, so he could only continue to wait quietly.
Nine o'clock.
When the time came, the gates of the prison officially opened.
Zhang Xuan looked over.
Zhang Xinming was the one who walked out of it.
Under normal circumstances, the prison guards would send off the prisoners who had completed their sentences, and when they left, they would use a warning tone to tell the prisoners: Don't let me see you again.
However, the scene in front of him did not follow the script at all.
He saw.
There were actually a total of four prison guards sending Zhang Xinming out. Moreover, these four prison guards were especially respectful towards Zhang Xinming. It was as if they weren't sending a criminal off, but some big shot.
And they looked quite reluctant to let him go!
Because Fang Qiu was standing on the side of the road in front of the prison, the first person Zhang Xinming saw was Fang Qiu.
When he saw Fang Qiu, his expression was not complicated. Instead, he smiled at Fang Qiu.
Over there.
Li Qingshi, who had parked the car on the side, came forward, took the bag in Zhang Xinming's hand, and said, "Uncle, let's go."
"You go first."
Zhang Xinming took out his mobile phone, wallet with money and ID card from the bag and put them in his trouser pocket. He said to Li Qingshi, "I want to talk to Fang Qiu."
"What's there to talk about?"
Li Qingshi raised his eyebrows, obviously a little angry.
In his opinion.
Zhang Xinming was in prison because of Fang Qiu.
If it weren't for Fang Qiu, Zhang Xinming must have been the director of the School of Chinese Medicine now. How could he go to prison and suffer for a year and a half!
"There's a lot to talk about with Fang Qiu."
Zhang Xinming laughed, patted Li Qingshi on the shoulder, and said, "It's okay. You go back and tell everyone. I'll be back later."
Hearing that.
Li Qingshi curled his lips, turned around, and drove away without looking at Fang Qiu.
"Where are we going?"
Zhang Xinming looked at Fang Qiu and asked.
"Let's drink some tea and eat something by the way."
Fang Qiu said.
"Okay."
Zhang Xinming followed Fang Qiu to the car with a smile.
Because it was in the city, the short distance of 20 kilometers passed quickly. Fang Qiu took Zhang Xinming to a very quiet teahouse in the bustling city and entered a private room.
Fang Qiu originally ordered food, but Zhang Xinming turned him down and only ordered a pot of tea.
"How are you doing in there?"
When the tea was served, Fang Qiu poured a cup for Zhang Xinming and asked.
"Don't forget that I used to be a doctor. No matter where I am, I can survive. Didn't you see that they sent me out just now?"
Zhang Xinming said with a smile, "If I didn't have to leave, they wouldn't let me go. They want me to stay for a few more years and solve all the health problems of their family and relatives."
Hearing that, Fang Qiu smiled.
It was true.
"Although I have been squatting in there, there is also a TV inside to watch the news. In the past year and a half, I have seen a lot of news about you on TV."
Zhang Xinming chuckled, took a sip of tea, and said, "I didn't expect that in just two years, you have become a big person. To be honest, I admire you very much."
"I should thank you."
Fang Qiu said sincerely, "The book of poison you gave me has helped me many times."
Zhang Xinming waved his hand.
"What are you going to do next?"
Fang Qiu asked.
"What am I going to do?"
Zhang Xinming raised his eyebrows and said, "I also thought about this problem when I was in there. I can't go back to school. Next, the most likely thing is to open a small medical center. The one and a half years I spent in there were the most fulfilling times of my life. Every day, all my thoughts and energy were spent on learning. The feeling of wandering in the sea of knowledge was much better than when I was fighting for fame and fortune in school."
"So, you haven't thought about it yet?"
Fang Qiu asked and then added, "If possible, I sincerely invite you to help me."
"Oh?"
Zhang Xinming was stunned and asked curiously, "What do you need me to help you with?"
"The Three Billion Plan," Fang Qiu said directly.
"Now the Three Billion Foundation has been established, but this foundation can't do without someone who knows medicine. So I want to invite you to the foundation as a senior executive to help us."
"You are returning good for evil, aren't you?"
Zhang Xinming smiled.
"No evil."
Fang Qiu shook his head and said, "In the past year and a half, I have paid back what I should. And the book of poison has made up for everything."
"I will consider your invitation."
Zhang Xinming nodded with a smile and said, "But I don't think I will go."
"I'll wait for your call."
Fang Qiu said.
"Okay."
Zhang Xinming nodded, stood up and said, "I won't eat. Thank you for inviting me to tea. I'm going home to see my wife and children. I've been away for a year and a half. I feel sorry for them."
"I'll send you."
Fang Qiu got up.
"No need."
Zhang Xinming shook his head and said, "It's easy to take a taxi here. My home is not far from here. I won't bother you."
After that.
Zhang Xinming walked away.
Walking out of the tea room.
Wearing a mask, Fang Qiu looked at Zhang Xinming's back as he left and couldn't help sighing with emotion.
"Calming down is indeed the best way to make people return to their original nature."
In the Vanity Fair, many things were beyond one's control. Many times, many people did wrong because of the desire for fame and fortune. To put it simply, it was because of desire.
When a person calmed down and stayed in a space that belonged only to him, without any temptations of fame and fortune, he would truly return to his original nature, find his true self, and clearly know who he was, what he wanted, and how he should go down the road from now on!
Zhang Xinming was such a typical example.
Fang Qiu could feel the indifference in him that he had never had before. It was as if all the hatred had been thrown out of the sky by him and he had completely become another person.
Over there.
Zhang Xinming, who got in the taxi, was even more emotional.
After a year and a half of silence, he finally saw the true nature of the matter. He didn't even understand why he had been so obsessed and made such a mistake in the first place.
Of course.
What made him most emotional was that in just two years, the young man at that time had supported half of the sky of Chinese Medicine alone.
Such a person hadn't appeared for many years.
…
University of Jiangjing Chinese Medicine.
After the second day's class, under the strong request of the students, Mr. Yang was invited to teach the third day's class.
The students were overjoyed because of Mr. Yang's promise.
But on the other side.
The Chinese Medicine community was shocked by the appearance of Mr. Yang.
"A highly-skilled doctor surnamed Yang?"
"Lecturing at University of Jiangjing Chinese Medicine?"
"The 51st highly-skilled doctor?"
"How did this highly-skilled doctor suddenly appear? Where did he come from?"
For a moment.
People in the Chinese Medicine community were confused.
And some of the more connected people began to check the records of that year. As a result, they found that this person really existed in the records of that year. They only knew that this person was a highly-skilled doctor of Miaomiao descent, but no one knew what his name was or how strong his strength was.
It was also because he was too mysterious that Mr. Yang was not counted. Of course, the most important reason was that no one could find him and they all thought he had disappeared.
But now they didn't expect that he was still there.
Of course.
Because they didn't know the details of Mr. Yang, many of them also denied it. But in the end, when Holy Doctor Chu saw Mr. Yang's photo, he directly confirmed that Mr. Yang was the highly-skilled doctor of Miaomiao descent who came out of the Shiwan Mountains and suddenly disappeared.
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