The phone was quickly opened.

"Zhijiang, is there anything?" Zhou Xinping was obviously in a good mood and asked with a smile after answering the phone.

I just treated a leader for a medical treatment today, and the leader praised his medical skills.

"Teacher, I have prepared carefully and hope that the paper I can present at the seminar will be denied by Dean Hong." Ding Zhijiang knew that his teacher served the leaders all year round and was used to speaking routines in the officialdom. Many words that could be explained clearly in one sentence often took several turns, but he was particularly disgusted with his disciples talking to him, so Ding Zhijiang replied directly when he saw the teacher's question.

"Is that right? Zhijiang, this is normal. After all, it is an international seminar. Experts from all over the country gather, after all, you are still young, and Hong Jingwen's arrangements are also considered. Don't be discouraged, but continue to work hard." Zhou Xinping frowned and looked a little unhappy on his face. He had read Ding Zhijiang's paper and still agreed with it. After all, Ding Zhijiang is also his disciple. His disciple is outstanding, and his teacher's face also has a light on his face. Therefore, although Zhou Xinping did not clearly mention it to Hong Jingwen, he still hinted when he made a phone call to communicate. Unexpectedly, Hong Jingwen killed Ding Zhijiang's paper, Zhou Xinping felt a little unhappy. However, he was a person with status and status after all, and the decision of this matter was at the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine of Jiangzhou University. Although he was unhappy, he was not good to show it in front of Ding Zhijiang.

"I understand this teacher. I am still young, and the Chinese medicine industry has always been hidden. At that time, so many experts and seniors came here. I still lacked in level and qualifications, so I specially asked the teacher to check it out and help me. The teacher thought it was OK, so I dared to recommend myself to the college. Originally, if Professor Wu Yongping and others were recommended in the college, I would be convinced and would not dare to be upset to the teacher. But do you know who the college recommended in the college?" Ding Zhijiang said modestly at first, but when he said the last sentence, his tone began to become very angry.

"I heard from your tone, it seems that you have suffered a lot this time. Let's listen." Zhou Xinping's unhappiness on his face became stronger, but his tone was still very relaxed and he looked like he was not caring about his heart.

Ding Zhijiang studied medicine with Zhou Xinping for many years and knew his personality. If his teacher really didn't take this matter to heart, he would probably not listen to him and criticize him. So when Ding Zhijiang saw Zhou Xinping ask him to tell him, he knew that his teacher was actually unhappy. He immediately raised his eyebrows, revealing a hint of joy, and continued: "He is a working graduate student in our college, and it turns out to be a attending doctor at our Cangbei County Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital."

"Oh? This Hong Wenjing doesn't look like a person who is not responsible for doing things. At such an important meeting, how did he ask a attending doctor to give a speech? Is this attending doctor his student?" Zhou Xinping's originally relaxed tone began to bring a hint of blame, and at the same time he immediately thought about whether Hong Wenjing had hidden selfish thoughts.

"No, I am a new associate professor in the college. And the associate professor is only twenty-two years old." Ding Zhijiang saw that the teacher's tone began to show dissatisfaction, and hurriedly added fuel to the fire.

"What a twenty-two-year-old associate professor?" Even Zhou Xinping, as a master of national medicine, usually comes into contact with great people. At this time, he heard that the attending doctor was a student of an associate professor, and the associate professor was only 22 years old, and he couldn't control his surprise and blurted out.

After saying that, Zhou Xinping's face became a little ugly.

If I don’t let my disciples go to Zhou Xinping, I have to find a decent person. Even if Hong Wenjing finds his disciples, Zhou Xinping can understand it. After all, Jiangzhou University’s School of Traditional Chinese Medicine is the organizer, and people are selfish. Even if Hong Wenjing’s actions pass, it is not unreasonable. But if he kills his disciple, he will let an associate professor’s disciple and a attending doctor in a mountainous county traditional Chinese medicine hospital. What does this mean?

Is Zhou Xinping's personal disciple not as good as an associate professor's student, nor as the attending doctor of a mountainous county traditional Chinese medicine hospital? What's more, Zhou Xinping had previously hinted to Hong Wenjing.

"Yes, the 22-year-old associate professor. He is a medical student. His teacher has passed away. I heard that he had a good relationship with Mr. Feng in the past. Professor Feng helped him out of his past friendship, so he became an associate professor. However, his medical skills were very poor. He had a specialized sign for a doctor but he was unwilling to come to the door, which was very shameful to our college. And because he became an associate professor at a young age, he relied on the support of Mr. Feng, and his attitude was very arrogant. The teachers and students of our college all had a great opinion on him, but because for the sake of Mr. Feng's face, we could only bear it. Unexpectedly, the college actually appointed his students this time." Ding Zhijiang continued to add information.

It turned out to be Feng Wenbo's man. No wonder Hong Wenjing would push his man up, but he did it too much and was too ridiculous. Zhou Xinping thought to himself, and a hint of anger appeared on his face.

However, Zhou Xinping put away his tone of reproach just now and said to Ding Zhijiang calmly: "Okay, I understand this."

"But teacher..." Ding Zhijiang saw that the teacher was not good at speaking and said that he was quite frustrated. Now that he explained in detail, he thought the teacher would be even more angry, but unexpectedly, he didn't say anything, but he just said lightly and knew, and couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

"Don't be impatient. Zhijiang Chinese medicine is the most important thing in cultivating one's own character. Your cultivation is not yet in place. Let's just do this now. Let's talk about everything when I go to Jiangzhou." Zhou Xinping frowned slightly when he saw Ding Zhijiang was anxious.

"What the teacher criticized was that the student was waiting for the teacher's driving in Jiangzhou City." Ding Zhijiang said hurriedly and modestly when he heard this.

"Well, you can work peacefully. When I arrive, I will meet that associate professor." Zhou Xinping's expression was slower and nodded and said,

Speaking of this, Ding Zhijiang naturally understood that this incident eventually caused the teacher's dissatisfaction. It was nothing more than his position. He was unwilling to express his inner dissatisfaction directly, so Ding Zhijiang couldn't help but be overjoyed when he heard this: "Yes, yes, teacher, don't worry, I will work hard."

Zhou Xinping encouraged him a few more words of encouragement and hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Xinping tapped the table with a light finger, and there was a hint of chill on his face, which was originally kind.

It depends on the owner to beat the dog, not to mention that Ding Zhijiang is still his student of Zhou Xinping. The School of Traditional Chinese Medicine of Jiangzhou University is so unwilling to give him face and is used to people's compliments and flattery. Zhou Xinping, who is naturally very unhappy.

However, Feng Wenbo is also a character after all, especially his son is still a member of the Standing Committee of the Jiangnan Provincial Party Committee and the Secretary of the Jiangzhou Municipal Party Committee. Although Zhou Xinping was dissatisfied, he couldn't call him directly to question him. He still had to wait until he met in Jiangzhou before doing specific things. Otherwise, if it were someone else, Zhou Xinping would have called him to question him.

Just kidding, if Zhou Xinping was in the past, he would have been an extremely noble imperial doctor, and the doctors below were just doctors in the eyes of them.

Just as Zhou Xinping tapped the table with his fingers, his driver knocked on the door and asked softly: "Professor Zhou, should we set out to pick up the old man?"

After being made by Ding Zhijiang, Zhou Xinping almost forgot about the big thing. Upon hearing this, he raised his hand and looked at his watch. He was shocked and hurriedly got up and said, "I have to go, so I can't let him wait for us."

Half an hour later, a black Mercedes-Benz drove directly into the platform, and Zhou Xinping was sitting in the Mercedes-Benz. When the car stopped, he got out of the car and raised his hand to look at his watch. Many people looked at him, with a hint of envy and yearning in their eyes.

They knew that those who could directly drive the car into the train platform to pick up people were people with certain status.

Zhou Xinping waited on the platform for a while, and then a train drove over and stopped.

An old man with silver hair and elegant temperament got off the train. When Zhou Xinping saw the old man get down, his eyes lit up suddenly. He hurriedly stepped forward and reached out to hold the old man's arm, and said respectfully: "Master, you have worked hard all the way."

"Haha, it's okay, it's okay, your master, my old bones are still strong, this little road is nothing." The old man looked at Zhou Xinping with relief and smiled.

At this time, if there is a Xuanmen person present, he will definitely recognize the old man as Ye Sijian, the famous "Sai Hua Tuo" in Xuanmen.

At the last time of the Xuanmen Conference in Chuncheng, "Sai Hua Tuo" Ye Sijian also participated. Before the conference, Li Shipin, the grandson of the Italian Chinese businessman Li Weizhen, was secretly punished by him, causing the true qi in his body to be disordered, and he had to disperse his merits. At that time, Li Qingyuan didn't know that Li Shipin was punished because he offended the uncle of the sect, so he invited Xia Yunjie to help. Before Xia Yunjie arrived, "Sai Hua Tuo" Ye Sijian also arrived, and Li Weizhen hurriedly asked Ye Sijian to help, but Ye Sijian was also at a loss.

"Master, you are really good at maintaining your health. I think your complexion is indeed better than before. You don't look like an elderly person in your 90s at all." Zhou Xinping said with admiration and envy.

Zhou Xinping is already 68 years old today, and he is already considered to be an elderly person. Seeing that his teacher is 90 years old, he does not have the slightest sign of old age when he walks. Naturally, he admires and envys him.

"You can also see that my master has made some breakthroughs in his practice recently, which is even more vigorous than before." Ye Sijian said, but his thoughts couldn't help but fly to the Xuanmen Conference in Chuncheng.
Chapter completed!