This Doctor Is Too Wealthy Chapter 1013 - 686 This is the professor’s explanation? 2

"I’ll pick one aspect to quiz you all on: the kidney opens at the ears. Do you know what this ans? Why does the kidney correspond to our ears?"

So of the Chinese dicine teachers in the audience furrowed their brows, while others appeared unfazed, sitting cross-legged with blank expressions as they watched Professor Ding on stage.

The new students, however, knew nothing about ’the kidney opens at the ears’ and could only guess wildly, making the venue quite lively for a mont.

Professor Ding smiled as she watched the reactions of the teachers and students below. She was very pleased with this effect.

After a light cough to suppress the noise from the audience, she slowly said, "This question has puzzled for quite so ti. I’ve always wondered, why do the kidneys, located at the waist, correspond to the ears on our heads?

"Not to ntion the distance between them; one is an organ of the body’s tabolism, while the other is an external auditory organ. It seems there is no apparent connection between them."

Professor Ding paused for a mont, adopting a mysterious expression.

However, Du Heng frowned and couldn’t help but exchange glances with Li Jianwei beside him.

As expected, Li Jianwei’s eyes were also full of doubt as he looked back at Du Heng.

Both of them had the sa question: as a teacher of the basics of traditional Chinese dicine, is it really appropriate to say that the kidney is rely a tabolic organ?

In Chinese dicine, "kidney" indeed refers to the organ known in Western dicine as the kidney, but it’s not limited to the organ itself; it’s a more abstract concept.

So how could a teacher of Chinese dicine, particularly a professor, claim that the kidney is only a tabolic organ?

But the things making Du Heng frown were far from over.

After her mysterious pause, Professor Ding slowly said, "It wasn’t until I once saw a Western dical report on fetal developnt. The report detailed that during fetal developnt, the kidneys and ears originate from the sa nerve.

At that mont, I had an epiphany! So, this is the principle behind ’the kidney opens at the ears’."

Du Heng’s mouth gaped open; his jaw almost dropped to the ground.

Is *this* how ’the kidney opens at the ears’ is explained?

On stage, Professor Ding suddenly spoke proudly, "Our ancestors, in ancient tis, without the aid of modern dical equipnt or the verification of modern dicine, were still able to accurately conclude that ’the kidney opens at the ears.’ This shows..."

Listening to Professor Ding continuously boasting about Chinese dicine and its predecessors, Du Heng suddenly felt nauseated.

He felt sick that Chinese dicine had such a professor.

Although she was vigorously praising Chinese dicine and its ancestors to the heavens, Du Heng couldn’t help but feel a sense of revulsion.

At this mont, Du Heng didn’t feel the person on stage was a professor of Chinese dicine or a devout believer in it. Instead, he saw her as the ultimate Traditional Chinese dicine black.

With such a Chinese dicine professor, could anyone really expect her to produce capable TCM students?

Moreover, the most critical point was that she was a teacher! She taught new students every year. Judging by her current age, she could probably teach for at least another twenty years, couldn’t she?

Adding the students she had already taught, plus those taught during her itinerant lectures like today’s... this... this...

Du Heng didn’t dare to think further. He swallowed hard and, his face darkening, prepared to stand up. He couldn’t control other students, nor did he have the authority to, but the students at *this* school absolutely could not be misled by such ideas.

Moreover, one thing particularly worried him: Professor Ding had such a solid platform and an impressive background that the other Chinese dicine teachers at the school looked dazed. They were clearly intimidated by her credentials and standing, seemingly believing she was right. This was even more problematic.

Just as Du Heng impulsively moved to stand, Li Jianwei beside him, disagreed.

He knew Du Heng’s temperant too well. Du Heng could be carefree about other matters, even laugh them off, but when it ca to professional issues, Du Heng was never ambiguous.

Even when Li Jianwei, his own teacher, made mistakes in diagnosis or prescription, Du Heng would point it out, either subtly or directly, and watch until it was corrected, showing no deference whatsoever. So, it was even less likely he’d back down for a visiting professor with whom he had no connection.

So, as Du Heng started to rise, Li Jianwei quickly reached out, grabbed his arm, and whispered, "What are you doing? Sit down."

Du Heng glanced at Li Jianwei’s hand on his arm, gave Li Jianwei a faint smile, then removed his hand and resolutely stood up.

"Professor Ding, hello. I have a question I’d like to ask, if I may."

"...You are... a teacher, correct? We’re simply exchanging ideas, discussing. ’Advice’ is too formal a term, I wouldn’t dare." Professor Ding, her expression as warm as a spring breeze, smiled at Du Heng. "May I ask your na, Teacher, and what subject you teach?"

"My na is Du Heng, and I teach Diagnostic Studies."

"Diagnostic Studies?!" Professor Ding’s eyes flickered. "Diagnostic Studies is the most crucial part of Chinese dicine, its very essence. To teach Diagnostic Studies, Mr. Du, your skill in diagnosis and treatnt must be very high indeed.

Please, go on. Let’s discuss it together."

Flattery?

Du Heng’s mouth twitched. This Professor Ding certainly knew how to play the ga, deeply understanding the principles of mutual flattery—’you praise , I’ll praise you’—and ’one doesn’t hit a smiling face.’ With such upfront praise, combined with her background and status, most people would indeed find it difficult to challenge her.