Chapter 279 Clinical, one step closer to the doctor! (Please order the full version)

PS: Two chapters in one.

Vice President Wang obviously had deep resentment towards Hua Twelve. When taking him away, he asked with suspicion: "Are you really good at table tennis? Don't lie!"

Hua Twelve smiled and said: "It depends on how you compare. It may take a little effort to win the Olympic championship, but generally there is no problem in playing for the provincial team!"

In fact, when Hua Twelve was growing up, he played more in basketball and volleyball, but he really never played table tennis a few times.

But Guo Xiaolu knows, with the memory and experience of the former, combined with Hua Twelve's physical fitness, and the degree of control of the martial arts practitioner's own body, it is impossible for him to fight poorly.

In addition, after he replaced Guo Xiaolu, he temporarily possessed Xiao Guo's ability to "see fast as slow". No matter how fast the ball was served by others, it seemed to him that it was in slow motion, and he could not turn any spin.

He can see it clearly. It is estimated that if he concentrates on practicing for a period of time, it will not be difficult for him to become an Olympic champion in table tennis.

Dean Wang curled his lips and said, "Just brag, but don't make a fool of yourself all at once. We'll see how I deal with you then!"

Hua Twelve smiled: "Don't worry, you don't have that chance!"

Dean Wang rolled his eyes. Although he didn't want to talk to this guy, he still had to say what needed to be said:

"Professor Ding, have you heard that the honorary dean of our college, the number one brain surgeon in the country, and a recipient of national subsidies, is a national treasure!"

"The old man usually likes to play table tennis, and we usually play with him. But today there is an important meeting in the courtyard, and I really can't get away from it, so I entrust you to play two games with the old man!"

Hua Twelve nodded, indicating that he knew that in the original plot, this was an important opportunity in Guo Xiaolu's life. Because he cooperated well in playing together, he was favored by Professor Ding and treated him differently, and then the old gentleman discovered that he had a pair of suitable shoes.

The hand that performed the surgery will be carried with me as my personal disciple.

After Dean Wang told the whole story, he began to explain the details: "There are a few key points you must remember. Don't slice the ball, and don't spin it. In addition, the old man has a weak waist, so you must not let him pick up the ball!"

The house assigned to Professor Ding by the medical school is a single-family house. Although it is a flat floor, it has a large space. It would not be an exaggeration to call it a mansion in future generations.

A table tennis table was placed in the living room. At this time, Hua Twelve and Professor Ding, who was only wearing a hurdle vest, were swinging their rackets back and forth. A ball flashed back and forth between the two of them.

There was not a single mistake in ten minutes.

No matter how Professor Ding draws the ball or adds extra spin, Hua Twelve can hit the ball back steadily, allowing the old man to catch the ball comfortably and play smoothly.

While playing ball, the old gentleman scolded and said breathlessly: "From now on, you are the only one who will play ball with me. I don't want anyone else."

Seeing him panting like this, Hua Twelve thought to himself that it would be fine if he tied his waist, and he would pull away after a while when he was tired.

Just as I was thinking about it, there was the sound of running footsteps behind me, followed by a girl's voice: "Dad"

When Professor Ding heard this voice, he took a moment and was led around in a circle, throwing off his wig.

Hua Twelve walked over and picked up the ball. When he looked back, he saw an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl holding a lollipop in her mouth and wearing a white vest and large pants, standing at the door of the living room.

He knew in his heart that this was another heroine among his mission targets, Ding Mengmeng. Su Lingfang was the one Guo Xiaolu loved, and this was the one who loved Guo Xiaolu. The appearance of this girl made Hua Twelve separated.

His scumbag life has quietly taken another big step forward.

Professor Ding put on his wig again, put the racket on the case, and complained to his daughter: "What are you talking about!"

Ding Mengmeng said indifferently: "My mother asked you to eat!"

Professor Ding's wife rushed out of the kitchen: "You damn girl, what are you wearing? Go back quickly, there are others here!"

After saying that, he pulled his daughter back.

Hua Twelve really wanted to say that there was no need to drag her, just go to the airport, there was really nothing to see.

At this time, Professor Ding walked up to Hua Twelve with a curious look on his face: "Student Guo Xiaolu, right? You are such a good ball player and can catch any ball. I see that you still have several difficult moves. Are you practicing?"

Have you ever done acrobatics?”

Hua Twelve did not directly state the power of his eyes like Guo Xiaolu did before. He changed his statement:

"I have never practiced acrobatics, I have practiced martial arts, and I have also learned internal skills, so I can do some difficult movements."

When Professor Ding first heard him talk about martial arts, relief flashed in his eyes. "Shaolin Temple" became popular all over the country in the past two years. He is no stranger to martial arts. His reactions are faster than ordinary people who have practiced martial arts, and he can perform difficult movements very easily.

Reasonable.

Just when he heard Hua Twelve talking about internal strength, he couldn't help but a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes:

"Internal strength? You mean the kind practiced by those old men and women outside who hold aluminum pots? Guo Xiaolu, Guo Xiaolu, tell me what you are good at. Those are all lies. We medical students must believe in science."

Before he finished speaking, a look of shock appeared on his face, but Hua Twelve grabbed his arm, passed through it with an internal force, and turned it around in his lung meridian, helping him calm down the asthma caused by playing the game just now.

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Professor Ding asked in disbelief: "You, are you really good at this?"

Hua Twelve smiled and nodded: "Have you seen "The Legend of the Condor Heroes"?"

Professor Ding recalled: "It sounds familiar. Is it a martial arts novel? That girl Mengmeng seems to have this set of books. It's better not to bring them back from Guangdong!"

"Then look back, I'm practicing the internal skills taught by Quanzhen!"

The reason why Hua Twelve revealed this news was to improve Guo Xiaolu's status in Professor Ding's heart. In addition, he also wanted to find information about the humanoid Polygonum multiflorum through the other party's channels.

Although Hua Twelve controls a dynasty in the Feihu world, if you really want to talk about it, the Qing Dynasty's execution ability is absolutely inferior to this era of unity.

Not to mention the Qing Dynasty, even other worlds that Hua Twelve experienced were the same compared to this period.

In addition, at other times, even if someone else has Polygonum multiflorum in their hands, it is still a family heirloom. It is well hidden and will not be easily shown to others unless absolutely necessary.

In this era, it has just been a few years since the destruction of the Four Olds, and the reform and opening up has just begun. No matter from what perspective, if there is Polygonum multiflorum in this era, it is the easiest time to obtain it.

Hua Twelve just wanted to use the connections and channels of Professor Ding, the number one brain surgeon, to see if he could find any information about the humanoid Polygonum multiflorum.

Sure enough, Professor Ding became interested at this time: "Quanzhen Sect? I know this. Our Baiyun Temple in the capital seems to be one of the three ancestral halls of Quanzhen. I even visited it!"

He said and sighed: "Oh, I thought these qigong, internal strength and so on were all superstitions. I didn't expect to see it today. Please tell me what effect this internal strength has on the human body!"

Hua Twelve waved his hand: "Hey, it's just to strengthen your body, greatly increase your strength and speed, enhance your resistance, prolong your life, and treat some diseases. Speaking of which, you can neither fly with a sword nor live forever, so it doesn't have much effect!

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Professor Ding had never heard such words from Versailles. The corners of his eyes twitched when he heard it. Even like this, what else do you want, think about God.

However, he had no doubts about the abilities of the internal strength that Hua Twelve said, because just now the opponent used the internal strength to circle around his arms and chest.

Hey, the shortness of breath caused by exercise has subsided. Although it only shows this effect, in medical terms, this goes against science. Of course, he is referring to Western medicine.

For a while, Professor Ding had a strong interest in this internal skill and wanted to study it in depth. However, since it was the first day he met Guo Xiaolu and he didn't have much idea about this internal skill, he planned to go back and learn about the 'Condor Shooting' first.

'Read the novel carefully, and then draw it slowly.

Thinking of this, he smiled and said: "Let's go to the bathroom and wash our hands. Let's have a good meal. My wife is still good at cooking!"

When Hua Twelve washed his hands, Professor Ding stared at his hands and praised:

"You have good eyesight and quick hands, and your fingers are long. You are good at holding a knife. By the way, you haven't been divided into departments yet, have you?"

This was what Hua Twelve was waiting for, and he answered truthfully: "No, it's just a matter of these two days!"

"Okay, you won't go anywhere during the division. I will take you when you come to the surgery!"

After Professor Ding finished speaking, he saw Hua Twelve washing his hands and shaking them off twice. He quickly stopped him and said, "Hey, this can't be done!"

As he spoke, he picked up a hand cream on the sink, opened it, and applied it to Hua Twelve's hands with his own hands:

"Why are you so sloppy? We surgeons' hands must be well taken care of. Otherwise, we will harm the common people and ourselves. Remember, we must take care of our hands like an 18-year-old girl takes care of her face!"

Hua Twelve felt goosebumps rising as he felt Professor Ding holding his hand and stroking it continuously. He felt that he had to deal with the guilt in his heart. If he hadn't known that the other party was really not an old glass, and he wanted to learn medical skills from others, he would now

I really want to give the old man a hard time.

After Professor Ding applied it to him, he put the hand cream directly into his hand: "I'll give you this hand cream, take it!"

At this moment, the bathroom door was suddenly pushed open, and Ding Mengmeng walked in angrily, grabbed the hand cream, and then said to Hua Twelve:

"Dad, I have been eyeing you for a long time. Not only do you give me hand cream, but you also give it to others. There is no one like you!"

After saying that, he glared at Hua Twelve, turned around and left.

Professor Ding and Hua Twelve looked at their hands that were entangled because of pushing hand cream at the same time, and loosened them like lightning, fearing that others would misunderstand them.

After dinner at Professor Ding's house, Hua Twelve went to Houhai according to the address given by Wang Xiaomo, and found the place where Su Lingfang lived, which was a red-painted gate in an alley.

Looking at the face of the house, Hua Twelve felt that the yard should be quite big. He knocked on the door and soon the door opened. Su Lingfang poked her head out and took a look. When she saw it was him, she was happy at first, and then she said with a straight face:

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Guo? What's the matter? You went to the wrong door. How did you end up at my door?"

Hua Twelve smiled secretly in his heart, knowing that the other party was deliberately putting on airs, but his purpose was to train Su Lingfang. This was not something that could be tolerated, so he nodded expressionlessly:

"It's okay. I just heard from Wang Xiaomo that you moved to a new home. I'll come over and take a look. It's okay. I'm going back. I have classes tomorrow!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Behind her, Su Lingfang was so angry that she wanted to close the door, but was reluctant, so she had to shout:

"Hey, come on, come on in quickly. I've been busy here for several days. You're here just in time to help me with some work and move some things!"

Hua Twelve then turned around and walked in. Su Lingfang was angry and funny: "Virtue!"

As soon as he entered the door, Hua Twelve was startled. There was a painted ceiling in the foyer, and an old-fashioned glazed lamp hung there. Directly opposite the door was a standard screen wall.

There is a house on the right, where the concierge used to live, and there are five rooms on the left. Looking inside is the second door, which is also the hanging flower door. After entering, it is directly facing the hall. There are rooms on both sides of the yard, connected by a cloister, and a plant in the middle.

There are two pomegranates and two plum blossoms.
To be continued...