"What are you doing?"

Seeing these students, Ning caichen walked forward: "who took the lead in the demonstration, did you think too much?"

Angry eyes swept over the front of the students, suddenly scared their momentum a lot weaker.

"What are you doing

Looking at the news media behind the team, Ning caichen's face was even more ugly: "well, as a student of Medical University, he actually made these small moves."

A big hat is directly put on, and the momentum of the opposite side is weakened by another point.

"Go back to me. I'll find your counselors one by one."

See almost, Ning caichen's voice relaxed: "dare to make trouble again, you don't want to graduate."

Oh, is that too much for president Ning?

A banter sounded from the back of the line, and the crowded line immediately separated from each other.

A man with gold rimmed glasses came in slowly.

He looked at the students on the seat, and then he looked at Ning caichen: "President Ning, the motto of our medical university is: tolerance is great, and all rivers are accepted."

Looking at the man who came in, Ning caichen said coldly: "to Professor, it is really you who take the lead to make trouble."

"No, no, no, Dean Ning, you misunderstood me."

Reaching out to the team behind him, he explained to the East, "this is the unified opinion of our department of Western medicine. We all think that it is enough for Medical University to have western medicine."

"As for your traditional Chinese medicine, you can have a look here."

Pointing to the red flag behind him, he came to the East with a cold hum: "feudal superstition, pseudoscience, we don't need it at all."

Pseudoscience, pseudoscience.

Feudal superstition, feudal superstition.

With the support from the East, the momentum just faded down and ignited again.

The voice is more and more loud, is waving the flag in hand, yelling to the students of Chinese medicine department.

"The western medicine department is too hateful. This is clearly to find fault."

"Who can bear it or not? We have fought with them."

"Steady, let's see what President Ning does."

Almost all the majors of Medical University are western medicine or related to western medicine, and their department of traditional Chinese medicine has just been established.

Although there are only two classes, it doesn't mean they are easy to bully.

Besides, after listening to Lin Fan's class, they are full of yearning for traditional Chinese medicine.

Now the western medicine guys come to make trouble. They have to ask their fists if they will.

"Professor Xiang, don't you think you are contradictory?"

Looking at the complacency on the face to the East, Ning caichen said coldly: "just now you said the motto of Medical University. What are you doing now?"

"President Ning, of course I remember the school motto. The sea embraces all rivers, and there is tolerance."

"But this score object, like the feudal superstition of traditional Chinese medicine, is not in this category."

"You..."

The left sentence is feudal superstition, and the right is pseudo science. Listening to this, he is very angry.

Now the exchange conference is about to be held. If this event happens at this time, it will definitely bring an indelible impact on traditional Chinese medicine.

Even in the follow-up conference, TCM will definitely be suppressed to a very low position.

"Professor Xiang, what on earth do you want to do?"

Think of here, Ning caichen eyebrows tighten: "you intentionally?"

"As I said just now, that's what everyone thinks."

Seeing that Ning caichen began to soften up, the smile on his face deepened: "unless there is no Department of traditional Chinese medicine in Medical University, we will definitely fight to the end and never give up."