The female partner just wants to serve (MTL)

Chapter 7

    Cen Miao was angry.

    "Are you a student of the University of Chinese Medicine?"

    The man nodded.

    "A student who originally studied Chinese medicine came to doubt the medicinal value of Chinese medicine. What is your belief? Why do you study Chinese medicine? Finally

    , why did you enter this experimental project!" Cen Miao held Gynostemma, that It was the remaining part of Gynostemma that she used for the experiment. She was silent for a while before raising her head to look at everyone.

    "I am different from you. I studied Western medicine. I believe that Western medicine can save people, but I also firmly believe that Chinese medicine is not bad either."

    "Chinese medicine is the quintessence of China for thousands of years. It doesn't need you to say it is useful or useless! If you don't use it well, you are a quack! The medicine is correct, but you are wrong!" In a word

    , it is not very harmful but extremely insulting.

    silence.

    There was silence in the laboratory.

    Several students of Chinese medicine had red eyes and choked up several times.

    When they started choosing a major, their parents asked them to choose Western medicine. Regardless of their parents' obstacles, they chose a career they love.

    After repeated failures, they chose to back down. In the end, no school girl who studied Western medicine could see clearly.

    Finally, in the silence.

    A senior sister took the lead and stood up.

    "Cen Xuemei, I support you!"

    "Yes, we also support you!"

    Other students also expressed their opinions.

    "Not just another day! The big deal is that we will share the expenses!"

    "Yes! We will accompany you!"

    "The big deal will still fail. Anyway, we have failed. Why are we panicking!"

    "Cen Xuemei, if you need help, please call out anytime US!"

    The students twisted into a rope again.

    Professor Ren watched, his old eyes a little sore, he touched the pocket watch his father gave in his pocket, and said obscurely.

    "I finally saw the future of Chinese medicine."

    Song Xiuran didn't understand. He looked at Cen Miao who was surrounded by a group of people in front of

    him . He wanted to speak, but he opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

    Only the last day, except for the two Ph.D. seniors who have left, the remaining 18 students stayed up late in the laboratory and worked overtime.

    Finally, the night passed.

    The early morning light shines into the laboratory.

    The students staggered, on the ground and on the table. The hallways were full of people sleeping.

    Song Xiuran stood up from the table, saw that Cen Miao was still busy, frowned and said: "You haven't slept all night?" The

    girl was wearing a white coat, she gently put down a box of discarded test tubes, and saw that the senior and senior sister were still there. She just raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead when she was asleep.