Mistakenly Saving the Villain

Chapter 10 General teacher

Learning is the correct way to solve all psychological problems!

Song Qingshi was pleasantly surprised to find that the aura of despair that enveloped Yue Wuhuan had disappeared, like a porcelain doll with no emotions coming back to life, like a flower that should have been withered, exuding vitality again.

He began to approach, talk to, and do things actively, waiting at the door every morning for him to get up and study.

Even though he was treated badly by the world, he still treated the world with gentleness.

No wonder the readers love the protagonist, and ask the world, who doesn’t like such a person?

The fear of society in Song Qing Dynasty was gradually healed, the tension disappeared, and the more and more he revealed his nature in front of Yue Wuhuan.

Outside the palace, there was a hesitant knock on the door.

Song Qingshi looked up from the table in a daze, and found that the sky was already bright. He accidentally fell asleep after reading a book last night. He missed the time to study, and people did not know how long he waited outside the door. He got up in a panic and quietly checked for any accidental drool, and then ran to open the door before he had time to change his clothes and shoes, and said in a daze, “I accidentally fell asleep on the table again.”

He yawned, rubbed the corners of the reddish eyes, wiped away the tears that hadn’t been awake, and remembered that he had promised to take a good rest and didn’t sleep on the table. Suddenly he was a little embarrassed. He quietly glanced at the person in front of him and worked hard. Stand well, behaved like a milk cat caught just doing something wrong.

“It’s okay, I just arrived soon, don’t want it next time.” Yue Wuhuan looked in a daze, always feeling hallucinations in front of him.

Now Song Qingshi has the grace to teach his profession, so he also treats each other with respect.

Originally, he was determined to act according to the Master in everything, and never violated it. However, Song Qing never asked others to do anything. He was unsure of his work and rest. It was common for him to forget to sleep and eat. He would not have a good rest for a few days and nights, and he would have nothing to do with trivial life. No, the room is messed up with books, the hair is awkwardly combed, the clothes are worn over and over again, and the food, drink, housing, and transportation are all uneasy. Even the servants are extremely problematic. The medicine servants are confused and often don’t know what to do. do what……

Why would he think that such a person is very cruel?

The more Wuhuan thinks blankly…

After Song Qingshi knew his thoughts, he was extremely wronged. He didn’t worry about anything except studying since he was a child. He bought all the clothes in the same style and color, saving time for choosing, cutting hair casually, never picky on food, and the nanny eats whatever he does. Everyone praises him well. feed. Usually the research is led by professors and managed by senior brothers. He is only responsible for execution and recording. He is a particularly obedient student.

Where did you think that in addition to saving the protagonist, you must also be responsible for the enterprise management of Yaowanggu? !

The original body is a social fear patient who is less good at communication than him, and the management methods are not worthy of reference.

When Song Qingshi checked his memory, he discovered that the original body was not moody. Most of the rage was due to reasons. For example, the jar full of mold washed by the medicine servant was the fungal medicine he had cultivated for several years. And he didn’t admit his mistakes; another example is to rant in front of him, praising that the drunk elixir that he worked so hard to research is the best Mongolian sweat medicine in the world, and compare the anesthetics developed for surgery with the Mongolian sweat medicine Xiao Xiao used! The original body was a pufferfish in anger, but he couldn’t tell it, so he killed someone directly.

The medicine servants are also walking on thin ice. Every time the Lord confesses a task, he will only use a few words, and it is not easy to perform all tasks by guessing. Everyone saw that the Lord was like a mouse and a cat, and they were afraid to say anything, let alone come over.

Song Qingshi realized the shortcomings and determined to reform and established Yaowanggu as a medical research institute in the immortal world. After he made plans, he let Yue Wuhuan serve as the senior secretary, taking on the important task of communication for him, and busy rectifying his internal affairs every day. .

Sharpen the knife and chop the wood by mistake.

The Medicine King Valley area has been re-divided, and the responsibilities of the medicine servants have been redistributed. Everyone has clearly defined their own work. Some of them are studious and motivated. They also have the opportunity to learn basic pharmacology, which they can do in the future. The doctor’s reserve.

Yue Wuhuan held all the places in the Tong Yao King Valley, including the tokens of the treasure house, with a complicated expression: “Holy Lord, how can you trust people so easily?”

Song Qing, the shopkeeper, Qing Shi said generously: “I don’t trust others, I only trust you.”

The protagonist is a good person with system certification, and his character will never be a problem! And let him do more, so that he will not think of other things when he is busy in his mind.

This is a good way to do multiple things with one stone!

Yue Wuhuan was deeply grateful and worked diligently. He was born in a royal family and spent many years at Jinfeng Villa. He was good at figuring out people’s hearts and had no shortage of means. He was able to handle these things with ease, and he was also responsible for organizing rooms and taking care of clothes for Song Qingshi. , Prepare to eat, wake up and other chores…

He likes this kind of life, ordinary and trivial.

He even wanted to hypnotize himself, pretending to be a normal person.

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Song Qingshi felt that the more Wuhuan’s mental state was getting better and better, his smile also increased, and there was no tendency to suicide for the time being. He happily put his mind back on the study of restoring his dantian and cultivation.

Linggen and Dantian are things that have not been seen in the modern scientific world.

Song Qingshi was extremely curious. When Yue Wuhuan was dealing with his housework, he ran to the dissection room rebuilt in the basement, and selected the wood spirit roots and broken spirit root types from hundreds of general teachers, and directly dissected them to study the corpses and mortals in the fairy world. The difference between the corpses, to study what is the magical thing about Linggen.

In the past, his body was not flexible, so the anatomy class could only watch the seniors and sisters holding a knife, and he was extremely envious.

Now that he has come back to life again, he has a healthy body, and his long-cherished wish has been fulfilled, so he is reluctant to dissect it.

The scalpel flew at the fingertips, and one after another was solved, happily not knowing the time has passed.

After Song Qingshi finished anatomy of a general teacher, he would stop and take off his mask to make notes, and use some snacks and refreshing spirit tea by the way. While he was eating and taking notes happily, the basement door opened, Yue Wuhuan walked in with dinner, and then looked at the corpses in the room, the intestines and internal organs that had been cut, and was stunned.

Yue Wuhuan asked carefully: “Lord, what are these?”

Song Qingshi was holding a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his mouth and turned around in horror, thinking that something might be bad.

He… seems to have forgotten to tell him not to enter the anatomy room.

In the field of modern medicine, anatomy is a very important part. Every year, it is the pleasure of the seniors to see new students entering the anatomy room for the first time. They secretly bet on how many vomiting and fainting, and how many will survive to the end? Anyway, there are new students who are carried out every year, and they get used to it. In a few years, all of them will be transformed into warriors who rush to the cafeteria to eat ribs after anatomy.

However, Yue Wuhuan has not even dissected the frog, right? Will it be too exciting?

Song Qingshi looked at the autopsy room that was similar to the murder scene because of his overjoy. Then he looked at the general teachers in the room, and the disgusting rancid smell… He swallowed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his mouth and quietly. I dragged a pot on the ground, preparing to make it more useless later…

“Listen to my explanation, don’t panic, it’s not what you think.”