The students in the Surgery clinic fell silent. Zhang Zhaoyuan himself had admitted it, what more could they say?
Zhang Zhaoyuan stepped down to interact with the students.
Everyone felt that it indeed was better.
All symptoms of the cold had disappeared.
Professor Niu looked at Bai Xiao with eyes sparkling with excitement, eagerly stepping closer to Bai Xiao, "Student Bai..."
Before he could continue, the students below started discussing, "Professor Niu, you can’t go back on your word! You said if you lost, you would become a disciple, right?"
"Yes, Bai Xiao’s way of teaching, embedding education in fun, and integrating theory with practice, is vivid and interesting. We all like it! Compared to your dry theoretical knowledge, I prefer this teaching method even more. There’s a clear validation here—just look at how many students are in the classroom now."
"Professor Niu! Become a disciple!"
"Become a disciple! Become a disciple!"
"Become a disciple, become a disciple, become a disciple!"
Good lord, the classroom was filled with unified voices calling for discipleship.
This was everyone finally letting off some steam.
Even the Bull Demon King had his downfall, rare sight for good drama, everyone got excited.
The noise was almost about to pierce through the roof of the classroom.
"What are you doing?"
A loud shout silenced everyone.
Because this person was their vice principal.
Good lord, certainly, they were too caught up in the moment, forgetting that this was still a classroom.
Now, they had really stirred up trouble.
Everyone silently quieted down, the previous loud calls were now met with equal silence.
"Professor Niu, what is going on here?"
Vice Principal Zhao caught sight of the Bull Demon King and then naturally noticed Bai Xiao.
His heart sank.
Could it be that this young lady was being troubled by Professor Niu.
They all knew of Professor Niu’s reputation as the Bull Demon King—the whole school knew he was conservative and stubborn, an anomaly who would not budge. If he set his sights on you, you really wouldn’t graduate.
She must not have drawn Professor Niu’s attention.
This classroom discipline was too poor.
Under everyone’s gaze, the usually stern Vice Principal Zhao showed Bai Xiao a gentle smile that made one question their existence.
Was that Vice Principal Zhao’s smile?
Could it be their eyes were deceiving them?
Vice Principal Zhao could smile?
Heaven, bring a thunderstorm.
Let us see if we are all experiencing such a terrifying dream.
Professor Niu laughed, "Vice Principal Zhao, it’s fine, it’s fine. The kids want me to keep my promise. Student Bai Xiao, I, Niu Xiangdong, take you as my master." He bowed deeply to Bai Xiao, his waist nearly touching the ground.
His sincerity was profound.
Bai Xiao was startled.
She was not worthy of this! She wasn’t even sure of herself! If it weren’t for the special ability by fluke, she was nothing, even a second-rate doctor of Traditional Chinese Medicine was better than her.
Let alone a professor of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
They are the ones who truly deserve respect.
She hurriedly bowed back and helped Professor Niu up.
"Professor Niu, I really cannot accept this! It was just a joke, how can it be taken seriously! You are a highly esteemed teacher of ours, and I still have much to learn from you."
This was definitely not modesty.
Professor Niu shook his head, such a humble student.
"No, I am a man of my word. Today, in front of everyone, I admit my thinking was outdated and unambitious. The essence of national studies should be displayed in a different way to reveal its charm. This time, I sincerely take you as my master, so don’t be modest."
Everyone was speechless.
The Bull Demon King had gone mad today.