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Chapter 649 Sister Yuan Cries for Her Horse
"Professor Li, your student is quite talented. He learns things quickly and grasps them immediately. He's a promising student!"

In a small classroom at the medical school, an elderly man who looked to be around sixty years old was wearing a white coat and smiling at Professor Li.

Upon hearing this, Professor Li looked out of the classroom and Lin Mo, who was stretching, couldn't help but laugh and said, "Little Cui, you're mistaken. This isn't my student; he's my last disciple!"

"Come on, you're kidding me. You said that Xiao Shen was your last disciple. This Xiao Lin is good, he has some talent, but compared to Xiao Shen, he's far inferior," Professor Cui said with a shake of his head and a smile.

Although he thought Lin Mo was good, he could only say that he was good. At most, he had just touched the threshold of genius. His comprehension was better than that of ordinary students, but he was not comparable to a genius like Shen Qingnan.

You should know that Shen Qingnan is the most talented student in their medical school's Traditional Chinese Medicine program in recent decades.

Although there are many promising students pursuing bachelor's, master's, and doctoral degrees every year, their school has only produced one student like Shen Qingnan over the decades.

A PhD, university lecturer, and attending physician at Jiangning First Hospital, who is not yet thirty years old, his medical skills are beyond question; all he lacks is the accumulation of time and experience.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, he is undoubtedly the successor to the school's Traditional Chinese Medicine department. His teacher is Professor Li, a pillar of the department and a renowned TCM doctor. His future is bright.

She has received countless honors and is very popular among students. After all, who doesn't like a beautiful woman?
In contrast, Lin Mo, although also quite outstanding, is far less perceptive than Shen Qingnan. Moreover, at this age, Shen Qingnan is about to graduate with a master's degree, and most importantly, she is not a student in their medical school, but a computer science student.

The only outstanding point seems to be Lin Mo's good memory. He wouldn't disagree that Lin Mo is not bad, after all, he learns things quite quickly. But to call him a genius is a bit of a stretch. He feels that it's not worth Professor Li's efforts to cultivate him.

Hearing this, Professor Li chuckled lightly: "Not bad. My disciple's family has a tradition of massage and bone setting, and he's already graduated in this field. I just got a good deal!"

He wouldn't tell the other party that his disciple's massage and bone-setting skills had reached the expert level, and that he had even learned pulse diagnosis in a short period of time. Although he could only take pulses for women, that was still a skill. He had a good memory, and today, he was pleasantly surprised to find that his disciple seemed to have suddenly become enlightened. Although he couldn't compare to Shen Qingnan, he had clearly made great progress compared to before. If this wasn't a genius, what was?

What's more, his memory is also good. He now teaches Lin Mo two days a week, and Lin Mo's progress is always visible to the naked eye. Teaching this kind of student is really enjoyable and gives you a sense of purpose!

The reason he didn't tell others wasn't because he was afraid someone would steal his students, but because he was afraid some people would spread rumors and accuse other students of being geniuses before they even graduated, which would then affect their studies.

There are quite a few geniuses who have been spoiled and ruined. Shen Qingnan was also affected by this back then. Fortunately, he was given timely guidance, and Shen Qingnan also had strong self-control, so he didn't go astray.

As for negative examples, there are plenty. Fan Peng from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital is one of them. He was a genius back then, otherwise he wouldn't have taken him as a student. It's just that he turned out to be a failure later. He tried to give himself acupuncture, and three needles caused him to become paralyzed. Who would believe that he wasn't a genius?

"It's almost time, Xiaolin, come in and get ready for class!" Professor Li called out.

Hearing the sound from outside the door, Lin Mo quickly replied, "Coming, teacher!"

Upon arriving today, he immediately noticed a difference in himself compared to usual. He learned things much faster, and knowledge that previously required Professor Li's detailed explanations could now be understood with just a brief explanation.

He overheard the gist of what Professor Li and Professor Cui were saying in the classroom, and he knew that even though he had increased his intelligence, he was probably not as strong as his senior sister. But he didn't care, since he didn't rely on his talent for a living; he just needed to maintain his genius persona.

The process is not important, only the result matters.

Time flew by and it was already three o'clock in the afternoon. Lin Mo had successfully finished class and drove back to his residential area.

As soon as he entered, he saw police cars in the community, taking away some people. He even saw Li Dafu's family inside.

Looking in the direction, he realized that they had come from the property management office. After thinking for a moment, Lin Mo got out of the car and walked towards the property management office.

The property management office is located at the northernmost part of the complex, on the first floor. It's easy to find, and there's a sign for Chengyue Property Management hanging at the entrance.

As soon as he got closer, he heard a familiar voice—it was Miss Yuan, but she was wailing, "Old Ma! Oh! Old Ma! Ah!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo quickly took two steps forward. He had thought that Manager Ma had passed away while he was away, since the police had just taken away Li Dafu's family and a group of people, which clearly seemed like retaliation!
Manager Ma is shrewd. Now that he's gone, will Miss Yuan get beaten up?

Thinking of this, Lin Mo rushed into the property management office. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Miss Yuan sitting at a round table, eating hot pot while yelling.

Not only her, but also Chuanmei, the class monitor, Director Wang, and He Xiaoyue were there. If it weren't for the sound of them eating hot pot, he would have thought a murder had occurred there.

"Hey? Lin Mo, you're out of school?" The class monitor greeted him first and then asked.

Upon hearing this, the Sichuan girl turned her head and said, "Old Mo, what brings you here? Have you eaten? If not, sit down and have something to eat with us!"

Lin Mo:
His sudden appearance immediately stopped Miss Yuan's crying, her face turning slightly red.

"I just got back from medical school and saw police cars in our neighborhood. They took some people away, including Li Dafu's family. I came over to see what was going on. I heard you calling for Old Ma, Manager Ma, from outside, Sister Yuan."

“It’s alright without Lao Ma,” Miss Yuan said.

Lin Mo couldn't help but ask curiously, "Manager Ma is alright, what happened to you? I thought he had been beaten to death!"

“How could that be? He was just feeling a little unwell and went to the hospital!” Miss Yuan said.

As soon as he finished speaking, Chuanmei and the others burst out laughing. Seeing this, Lin Mo became even more curious and walked over to sit down, asking in confusion, "You went to the hospital? Were you feeling unwell? Are you sure you weren't beaten up?"

"Ahem, Li Dafu's family probably couldn't swallow what they got yesterday, so they brought all their relatives over today to cause trouble. They arrived this morning and stood here in a standoff, hurling insults at each other for a long time. Sister Yuan came over to watch the show, but we didn't get here until noon."

Of course, Sister Yuan also organized a group of people to exchange insults. Neither side dared to lay a hand on the other, and the insults were evenly matched. However, we were inside, with heating, food, and drinks, while those outside suffered terribly. So, at one o'clock in the afternoon, we were preparing to have some hot pot when Manager Ma insisted on toasting Sister Yuan, and ended up drinking two glasses of baijiu (Chinese liquor).

Outside, Li Dafu and his group were cold and hungry. Seeing that we had food and drink, they couldn't help but throw things into the house. Manager Ma led his men out and cursed them a couple of times.

However, because she had drunk two glasses of baijiu, and because Li Yong pushed her, she lost her footing and fell to the ground, bursting her hemorrhoids," He Xiaoyue said, barely suppressing her laughter.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Mo spat out the soda he had just drunk.

"Cough cough, what the hell? Say it again?" Lin Mo asked, his eyes wide.

Director Wang took a deep breath, suppressing his smile, and said, "Manager Ma has hemorrhoids. He fell and it ruptured. The pain was excruciating."

Fortunately, it was winter and his pants were thick; if it were summer, the blood would have seeped out. However, according to their property staff, Manager Ma had a pocket full of blood and was taken away by ambulance.

As for Li Dayong's family and their relatives, they tried to run away when they saw that things were not going well, but they were stopped by the property staff. After the police arrived, they were all taken away.

Poor Manager Ma, he's really in for a world of trouble this time!

"Hemorrhoids, burst?" Lin Mo swallowed hard.

Although he didn't see the live broadcast, just from listening to the descriptions of the people, he could imagine the extreme pain.

"Of course! Luckily it's in a residential area. If it were in the wilderness, far from any village or shop, the blood in your crotch would freeze. It's just too brutal," the Sichuan girl sighed, shaking her head.

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo glanced at Miss Yuan and said, "So, Sister Yuan, you cried about the horse just now because you felt guilty?"

"Pah, you're the one crying over Ma! I just think Old Ma is a good person. After all, he suffered because of me, so I'm a little embarrassed," Miss Yuan spat.

Is it right for Sister Yuan to cry over a horse? Someone who doesn't know the context might think she's cursing.

“That’s true, but if you’re really embarrassed, why are you still eating hot pot here? Go visit him at the hospital!” Lin Mo said.

What's the use of just howling? It's not like it's a painkiller. Putting everything else aside, his hemorrhoids have burst, and it looks like Manager Ma will have to stay in the hospital for a few days. Moreover, this time, the Li family's situation is probably not something that can be resolved by fighting each other.

"What's the point of me going to the hospital? I'm not a doctor, and I can't perform surgery. Besides, we haven't finished this hot pot yet, we can't waste it!" Miss Yuan muttered under her breath.

Lin Mo:
Good, good, good. As expected of Miss Yuan, this gluttonous girl still can't give up her food. But at least she called out for Old Ma a couple of times at the dinner table, which shows she was thoughtful.

This behavior is a bit unethical; someone who didn't know better might think Old Ma was dead.

"Alright, Old Ma's case is considered early detection and early treatment. This time he doesn't even have to pay for it himself, which is a good thing," Lin Mo said.

In response, the class monitor whispered a word of advice: "So, you guys shouldn't spend at least half an hour in the bathroom every time you go, or even an hour. Be careful not to get hemorrhoids."

I've never heard of nine out of ten men having hemorrhoids. I've noticed that Director Wang takes an exceptionally long time in the toilet, at least half an hour at a time. You'd think he'd fallen into the toilet!

"Hey, that's nothing. Director Wang's record was sitting in the toilet for two hours and forty minutes. He couldn't even stand up in the end and sent us a message to come back looking for food. He's improved a lot now," Lin Mo laughed.

Of the four in their dormitory, Director Wang and Lao Zhao spent the most time in the toilet. Both of them smoked, and they had to have a cigarette when they went to the toilet. They played games while smoking and didn't even notice the passage of time.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, the squad leader turned and glared at Director Wang, who chuckled awkwardly.

"Alright, we're eating. Are you guys talking about this and making it impossible for anyone to eat in peace? If you're worried, Class Monitor, you should move out with Director Wang as soon as possible. That way, you won't have to go to hotels and stay out all night. At least you can keep an eye on him," He Xiaoyue said, tapping the table.

These people are so dishonest; while others are eating, they're talking about going to the toilet at the dinner table.

"Ahem, let's not talk about that. By the way, did you two go out to a hotel again yesterday?" Lin Mo turned to look at the class monitor and the other person.

Instantly, the two lowered their heads, and Director Wang stammered, "No, it's not a hotel room, it's an e-sports hotel. The internet speed is super fast, and you can even play games there!"

Everyone:.
Enraged, the class monitor jabbed Wang Chu's kidneys repeatedly on the table.

It has to be said that Director Wang is quite something. He has a girlfriend, yet he still likes to play games. Who is he playing games with anyway, that he insists on playing them!

Lin Mo could only sigh, nod to the class monitor, and ask her to be more understanding, explaining that his brother wasn't quite right in the head and he would have to rely on her if things got really bad.

"By the way, how's the effect of your clarification online? I've been in class all day and haven't been paying much attention," Lin Mo asked.

Upon hearing this, the Sichuan girl immediately pouted: "No, buddy, I clarified this on my live stream last night. It wasn't even midnight yet, and the online criticism had already died down. Do you go to bed that early these days?"

"Ahem, I have something to do tonight!" Lin Mo said somewhat awkwardly.

Everyone:? ? ?
(End of this chapter)