Mafia don and his 7 sisters novel pdf novel Chapter 375

Chapter 375 Not that way

There were only less than 1/3 of the students in the classroom, and 1/3 of them were playing mobile phone and 1/3 were sleeping. Few of them really listened to the class.

Most of them came here for credits.

Since John didn’t teach in Providence College, his class of Interest in traditional Chinese medicine had been in an embarrassing situation.

None of the doctors arranged by Marvin was more lively and more interesting than John.

After a few classes, there were fewer and fewer students.

In order to avoid the embarrassment of no one listening to this interesting class, the school put it into the credit system, so that some students could be stabilized.

But traditional medicine was boring. If it was not interesting enough, it was easy to make people

sleepy.

This was the situation.

The teacher was a man in his thirties. He read the words word by word according to the slide

shows.

In order to complete the task assigned by the vice president, he didn’t give the lecture attentively

at all.

At this time, he was talking about an important concept in traditional medicine: Curing before

getting ill.

“Old saint says: The best doctor cures before getting ill. When he sees the disease of the liver, he knows that the liver is connected to the spleen, and it should be the first to strengthen the spleen. The ordinary doctor, he doesn’t know about the reason of the disease of the liver, so he just treats

the liver…”

He read it through.

Then he explained for once.

This section was over.

John heard it clearly at the door of the classroom and sighed in his heart. This was not an interest class of traditional medicine, but a hypnosis class of traditional medicine.

The popularity he had tried hard to win over before was completely defeated.

“That’s not the way the class is.”

John couldn’t stand it anymore. He strode into the classroom and said slowly.

The sleepy students in the classroom were all shocked.

It sounded so familiar.

They turned heads and looked at the door, and immediately became restless.

It was Mr. Lopez!

It was Mr. Lopez who came back!

Without Mr. Lopez, the class of traditional medicine was really hard!

The students’ mood immediately rose, and some beautiful girls couldn’t help but stand up, preparing to give the remaining two buns for Mr. Lopez as gifts for returning.

Fortunately, John pressed his palm in time, which made the noisy students quiet down.

When the stereotyped man who was lecturing saw this strange scene, his face gradually became

gloomy.

He thought it was another naughty student who was making a scene here.

The stereotyped man snorted and said, “I don’t know how to teach. How about you telling me?”

Anyone who had been in school would probably feel familiar with this sentence.

Every time the teacher was giving a lesson on the platform and someone was disturbing the class discipline, the teacher would stop and say to that student, “Come on, since you are so good at it,

come here.”