Rebirth: A Female Forensic Doctor

"Tell me, what's your master's name?"

Ye Fan lowered his eyes, coughed slightly and said, "My master's surname is Feng, and his given name is Zheliang." Although his voice sounded calm, he could not conceal his pride when he mentioned his master.

"Why do you talk so literary and artistic? This bastard with a title of Zheliang came out of nowhere. I have never heard of it. You are a student of my forensic college. How can you just casually ask a wild man to be your master?

Ignore him, from today on, you are my disciple..."

The good disciple he was promising was snatched away first. Old Monster Yue was so angry that his head was swollen. Looking at Ye Fan's full admiration for the master, there was no reason left. He didn't even hear his name clearly.

She started to complain wildly regardless of her image, and directly acted like a scoundrel, as if she would never give up until she betrayed her master and switched to his disciples.

Ye Fan kept his mouth shut and had the urge to take out his cell phone and record the words of Dean Yue Da. It would definitely become the unbearable memory that he wanted to erase most in his life.

Although Dean Yue is older than her master Feng Zheliang, students at the School of Forensic Medicine have heard that Dean Yue has a weird temper. For decades, the only person he admired in the entire flower-growing country was the master of forensic medicine.

Feng Zheliang.

There were also rumors that Dean Yue, who never attended the summit, traveled halfway across the world to meet with Mr. Feng. His attitude was no less than that of today's young people chasing stars.

Calling Mr. Feng a bastard and a wild man, Dean Yue, you are also great.

The awesome Dean Yue jumped on his feet and sprayed for a long time. As he sprayed, he suddenly felt that the name sprayed in his mouth was very familiar.

"What did you just say your master's name is?" Dean Yue still kept jumping, raised his arms excitedly, raised his head, and stared.

"Feng Zheliang." Ye Fan followed suit. In order to let him hear it more clearly, he word by word, every word was bite-sized and formal.

"Feng, Feng, Feng Zheliang?" Dean Yue couldn't stand still, his feet slipped, and he sat down straight on the ground. His hands were still raised high, and his mouth was opened in a silly look, which was a bit funny.

Although Ye Fan had a bad taste, he didn't expect Dean Yue's reaction to be so big. How can he be said to be an educator in the forensic field? What's his image?

"Dean." Ye Fan hurriedly bent over to help the person, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he was grabbed tightly. When he raised his eyes, he met a pair of scary eyes with bright eye lines.

The radiance is even greater than youth.

"Feng Zheliang, Feng Zheliang, academician of the Academy of Criminal Investigation and Prosecution Technology? Feng Zheliang, a special advisor to the my country Forensic Medicine Association and known as the father of the national forensic medicine community?" Dean Yue's hands and feet were trembling with excitement, and his voice was so high that it broke with excitement: "Your master is actually Feng Zheliang?"

Pain came from the grabbed arm, which showed how hard he grabbed it. Ye Fan was really frightened by his excessive reaction, and nodded slightly slowly: "Yeah."

The expression on Mr. Yue's face changed strangely, and he suddenly stared at her, his brows furrowed so hard that he could pinch a fly, and shouted: "No, I have always followed the news about Academician Feng, but I have never heard that he has accepted a disciple."

?”

When he said this, he looked serious, displaying the majesty and oppression of the head of a hospital: "Ye Fan, the title of academician is not something you can just talk about casually. You have good qualifications, great talent, and your future is unlimited.

You can’t just tell this big lie just for vanity, it’s not a joke.”

It could be heard that he was doing her best, and Ye Fan was moved. He carefully helped the person up, patted the dust on him gently and naturally, and then solemnly and rigorously stated that he was not lying.

.

"Mr. Feng is indeed my master. I met Mr. Feng by chance when I first arrived in Lucheng, and he recognized him as his apprentice. However, the student thought that he was still in the stage of ignorance in forensic medicine, so he spread the word to make the master look embarrassed.

, that’s why it was not announced to the public.”

After listening to Ye Fan's explanation and looking at her gentle attitude, Old Monster Yue sighed: "This is fate. It's your fate that you can be favored by Academician Feng. Academician Feng can meet you."

, it is also his luck to accept you as his disciple and pass on the mantle."

For people like them who have devoted their lives to the cause of forensic medicine, when they get old and look back on their lives, they will live up to their original aspirations. The only thing they fear is that there will be no successors to what they have learned, and no one will continue the spirit of forensic medicine.

He taught and educated people, met many good talents, and accepted several apprentices. He was talented and willing to work hard, and his attainments in the forensic field were not shallow, but he always felt that something was missing, not pure enough.

Ye Fan's performance in the anatomy class made his eyes light up. No one could understand his mood at that time. It was like the person who had been waiting all his life had finally arrived. It was hope, inheritance and the future.

But this hope and this future have been cut short.

If it were anyone else, no matter who he was, even if he was an internationally renowned forensic expert, he would have snatched the person back even if he was forced to do so. However, Cheng Yaojin, who had come out halfway, was the only one he could not snatch and could not leave behind.

Academician Feng wanted to grab his face.

Academician Feng's rigorous attitude in forensic medicine can be seen from the fact that he has never accepted a disciple. If he can't find the best one, he would rather not accept one.

With his achievements and attainments in forensic medicine, he really had no shame in saying that he was better than him and made Ye Fan betray his master.

It's just that it hurts his heart to see such a good seedling without destiny.

"Dean, are you okay?"

Ye Fan looked at his colorful expression and asked cautiously, fearing that he would be really irritated.

"It's okay, it's just heartache." Old Monster Yue rubbed his chest. Suddenly, as if he thought of something, it was as if he changed his face. His face instantly turned into a bitter gourd face. He rubbed his hands and said, "Um, classmate Ye Fan.

, you must never tell your master about the bastard words I just said, Dean, isn’t it true that those who don’t know are not guilty?”

Ye Fan suppressed his laughter, coughed slightly, and said blankly: "Did the dean just say something? Why didn't I hear it?"

Old Monster Yue was stunned for a moment, then looked at Ye Fan and laughed loudly: "Yes, you didn't hear anything, and I didn't say anything."

What a great kid! Why didn’t he meet him first?

No, to be precise, he was the first to know that there was such a person, the second best in the country, a petite little girl who applied for the forensic medicine major. At that time, the principal even mentioned it to him, but he didn't take it seriously.

If he had served some snacks and killed her at home before she came to Lucheng, would this apprentice be his?

No way, when he thought about this one-in-a-million chance that he would miss it, his heart not only ached, but also shattered into pieces.