I Can Copy All the Skills

"Who are you?" Zhuang Lingfeng didn't recognize Liang Hui, but when he saw Liang Hui and Yin Jing together, he asked politely.

"My name is Liang Hui. I'm the nephew of Director Liang of the Human Resources Department of Jiangke University. I met him at my uncle's wedding last year." Liang Hui was a little flattered when he saw Zhuang Lingfeng being so polite.

"Oh, so you are Xiao Liang's nephew. I heard that you are a top student who came back from studying abroad. You are indeed a talent." Zhuang Lingfeng said perfunctorily, then turned to Yin Jing, changed his expression, and smiled. He said, "Doctor Yin, why have you been out for so long? Senior Gu Hong asked you to come and drink..."

"His..."

Seeing Zhuang Lingfeng's condescending appearance to Yin Jing, even his words were extraordinarily soft, and the three of Liang Hui were shocked, and he took a deep breath: "He... he... I really know Principal Zhuang..."

Especially Liang Hui, his face was red, he was still showing off his relationship just now, but he was slapped in the face in a blink of an eye.

Yin Jing snorted and said, "I'm not, I happened to see my teacher Ye Qiaoye, come over to say hello."

"By the way, Principal Zhuang, Ms. Ye Qiao is my counselor. She is serious and responsible. She is a good teacher, but she doesn't seem to have been transferred to a regular school yet. It is said that this school only has one quota for regular status. She won the first place in the written test. What do you think is the chance of her becoming a regular? How big is it?"

Zhuang Lingfeng is a fine person, how could he not understand what Yin Jing meant?

It's just a promotion for a counselor. Zhuang Lingfeng has never looked down on it. No, since Yin Jingjing has spoken, of course he has to do it well.

"Since Teacher Yin has said that Teacher Ye is an excellent counselor, then if she turns positive, I think it is 100% possible."

Yin Jing smiled and said to Ye Qiao, "Teacher Ye, look, I said that you must be able to turn right. Principal Zhuang can speak. Do you believe it now?"

Ye Qiao's face blushed, but she still said gratefully, "Classmate Yin Jing, thank you very much."

She also did not expect that this gentleman in the class who loves cleanliness, is helpful, has a team spirit, and is very popular with everyone, actually knows the school's Principal Zhuang.

And it can be seen from the conversation between the two that Principal Zhuang is clearly talking to him while being short, that is to say, his true identity is more than that.

This guy is so well hidden.

"You're welcome, it should be. I still say that, if Jiangke University fails to keep you, it will be a loss for Jiangke University." Yin Jing said with a smile: "Mr. Ye, then you can eat, I'll go first. "

"Doctor Yin, please go first." Zhuang Lingfeng completely put his figure down.

You can't let it go. After all, your life and future are all in this person's hands.

Moreover, even if there is no such reason, Yin Jing is the junior brother of senior Guhong, the sage of traditional Chinese medicine, the uncle of the old principal, and the uncle of Fang Qiming and Tang Waner. Among them, which one is not a big man? Which one did he provoke?

After more than half an hour, Yin Jing and the others had a good time.

There were eight people in the group, and it happened that Zhuang Lingfeng and Tang Wan'er drove two cars.

When Zhuang Lingfeng came, he was going to drink, and he was going to call a chauffeur, but because Yin Jing was going to treat him for a tumor next, he didn't drink.

Tang Wan'er did not drink alcohol because she was pregnant.

It happened that the two of them drove and took everyone to Jiangzhou People's Hospital.

Yin Jing wanted to say hello to Ye Qiao before leaving, so he left the box first, but Ye Qiao and the others had already left by the time he went out.

Liang Hui and Ning Xiaoyan couldn't hang their faces anymore, so naturally they couldn't eat it.

Yin Jing went to wait outside the door first. Unexpectedly, he only stood there for less than a minute, and suddenly a few bad young men with colorful hair gathered around him.

The first one was about twenty-four or five years old, with yellow hair, a nose ring, and a cigarette in his mouth, tugging like twenty-five-eight thousand.

"Are you Yin Jing?"

"Yes, I am."

If Yin Jing saw these people in the past, he might have been afraid, but now he is a cultivator on the third level of Qi Refining.

"Someone invited some of our brothers to greet you." Huang Mao waved his hand, and his men were ready to come forward and beat them.

"Fuck, do you try one?" Yin Jingjing wanted to prepare and send first, and tried a small knife. Hearing this voice, he gave a wry smile and could only give up.

It was Ling Mo who was speaking. Seeing Huang Mao and the others, he was going to besiege his "little master uncle". He was furious and took out a gun and pointed it at Huang Mao's head.

"You want to greet my little uncle?" Ling Mo said viciously, as if Huang Mao would immediately shoot him if he answered incorrectly.

Huang Mao and the others would bully and bully ordinary people. Even if they beat people, they would at most be armed with knives, and if they disagreed, they would take out guns.

There was a younger brother who was scared to pee, and the stench hit his nose, but no one dared to cover his nose.

"No, no, we got it wrong, we got it wrong..." Huang Mao is an idiot, Nima, this script is not like this, it's messed up!

Who is this, carrying a gun with him?

"Ling Mo, stop." Fang Qiming, who came out later, was depressed, and stopped Ling Mo, "What are you doing, this is Jiangzhou City, what does it look like when you take out a gun casually? Get it done for me!"

"Well, Qiming, you can deal with it." Yin Jing nodded.

"Fang...Fang...Fang..." Huang Mao and the others were about to faint when they saw Fang Qiming. Nima, we just beat up a fresh graduate of Jiangke University. The No. 1 leader of Jiangzhou City, jumped out and called him "Little Master Uncle"?

What the fuck did you step on today.

Fang Qiming said coldly: "You guys, when you fight, surrender yourself to me and deal with it seriously. I will keep an eye on it."

"Yes, yes. Definitely." Huang Mao and the others really lost their temper.

When I left, my legs were still shaking.

Instead, after walking into the bureau, they turned themselves in one by one, making the staff inside stunned, thinking they were messing with something.

"Damn, Lu Wen, this bastard, has hurt us badly."

"That's right, Brother Qiang, fortunately we didn't have time to do it. If we hit the little uncle of the No. 1 leader, we'll all have to sit through the bottom of the prison, so it won't be a matter of two days of detention."

"Fart, we really want to beat Yin Jing, oh, no, Jing brother, I'm afraid we will be shot in the head."

The gangsters headed by Huang Mao broke out in a cold sweat again.

Feelings, I am at the gate of hell, I have gone back and forth twice.

...

"Is this... too childish?" When he arrived at the hospital and explained his purpose, Dr. Tong from the People's Hospital was the first to feel unreliable.

If it was Gu Hong or Fang Tianzhen, he would be fine, but Yin Jing, a young man in his early twenties, used traditional Chinese medicine acupuncture to remove a tumor in Zhuang Lingfeng's brain?

This is just bullshit.

"Doctor Tong, you can arrange a ward for me." Zhuang Lingfeng didn't want to explain too much.

What can Dr. Tong say? He can only do it according to the arrangement of his superiors.

In the senior ward, Gu Hong, Fang Tianze and his wife, Fang Qiming and his wife, and Ling Mo, all stood to watch, especially Gu Hong, who stayed on the side in case of emergency.

Yin Jing stimulated his true qi and began to put pins on Zhuang Lingfeng's body.

"It's warm and comfortable." Zhuang Lingfeng felt that every stitch of Yin Jing was warm, which made him feel sleepy and wanted to sleep.

In this way, after a full hour, I felt the needle on my body being taken away, and that warm feeling disappeared.

"Senior brother..."

"Uncle Master..."

"Little Master Uncle..."

Gu Hong, Fang Tianze and the others immediately called out when they saw Yin Jing was shaky.

"It's fine, I'm fine..." Yin Jing's face turned pale, "Haha, I just spent a little more spiritual energy, it's fine. However, as long as I give another injection, Principal Zhuang will be cured."

"Doctor Yin!" Zhuang Lingfeng's eyes were a little warm.

"Okay, let's do another test. In this way, you can rest assured." Yin Jing took a sip of water and said with a smile.

"Well, yes." Zhuang Lingfeng didn't have any politeness or hesitation. He found Dr. Tong and checked him again.

"God..." Dr. Tong's eyes widened, he couldn't believe his own eyes, "this... it's amazing, isn't it? "

Dr. Tong was so excited that he was speechless, holding up the examination results, and after a while, he said to Zhuang Lingfeng: "Principal Zhuang, the tumor in your brain has shrunk by half, this It's nothing, the examination The results show that the tumor has no tendency to grow bigger... If I were to do this operation now, I would be 50% sure."

Zhuang Lingfeng let out a long sigh and didn't speak for a long time. Finally, he clenched his fists and walked out excitedly. When he arrived at the ward, Zhuang Lingfeng thumped and knelt on the ground.

"Doctor Yin, thank you for saving your life."

Fang Tianze and the others admired Yin Jing's medical skills to the point of being in awe.

Gu Hong said even more excitedly: "Little Junior Brother, your medical skills are already enlightened. Don't talk about me, even if the master and the great master are here, they are not as good as you. Everbright Medicine Immortal Gate is just around the corner, just around the corner... "