Great Medical System in a Veterinarian

Chapter 795 - 314: A Popular Lecture, Da Liang Mountain Livestream, Mountains and Waters in Mutual Sympathy

"Did Dr. Xiaochuan know of Xiaosong before?"

Chang Lingzhu’s expression had a playful hint.

"Xiaosong did mention it... but it’s not as complicated as you two teachers think."

Honestly.

Zhang Lingchuan never even dreamed of it.

These two people meeting and they’re talking about him and Xiaosong!

How does this even make sense?

But how to put it, the relationship between Xiaosong and himself isn’t that complicated.

At best, they’re good friends.

If you talk about romance, though Comrade Xiaosong often teases him, nothing has gone further so far.

The things on the internet are just for hits, more like pairing them up.

"Old Shen, oh, Dean Chang is here too, looks like I’m half late today."

Just at this moment.

An older man with half-white hair walked over.

This is Hu Yaohua, the doctoral supervisor and vice dean of the Clinical Medical College.

"Not late, there are still a few minutes before it starts, plenty of time. Dr. Xiaochuan, this is Dean Hu, also the deputy head of general surgery at the affiliated hospital of Northeast People’s University. I really didn’t expect him to come to be your discussant."

Shen Changming exclaimed.

Initially, he thought having two professors as discussants would be good enough.

If nothing worked, he would drag two from the Agricultural Department.

Who would have thought that during registration, the vice dean of the Clinical Medical College and the deputy head of general surgery at the affiliated hospital would be willing to come as discussants.

There was also the vice dean from the School of Journalism and Communication.

The panel was filled up perfectly.

"Dean Hu, thank you for your support, and thank you so much for coming to guide me in this lecture as a newcomer."

Zhang Lingchuan expressed his gratitude towards Hu Yaohua.

After all, having such a big shot from the medical field to support him, a veterinarian, a word of thanks is necessary.

"Dr. Xiaochuan, you are no newcomer. I have watched your videos online too, just like thousands of netizens say, it’s simply a medical miracle."

As the conversation continued.

The lecture was ready to begin.

At this moment, a large curtain was covering the venue.

"Swish—"

At 19:30, two curtains automatically opened.

The venue looked like a seminar room, simply yet elegantly set up.

"Hello friends, I’m Shen Changming, dean of our school’s School of Veterinary Medicine, and today I’ll be hosting the lecture."

Shen Changming approached a wooden podium.

On the front, there was a large Northeast People’s University logo.

"Clap, clap, clap—"

Suddenly, applause erupted from the venue.

Two cameras pointed at him, with one scanning around the site.

"Whoa??"

"Good heavens, are there that many people?"

"Guess who I saw, isn’t that the Ji Da principal!"

"Didn’t expect Teacher Feng Xicai to come, Dr. Zhang’s panel is truly grand!"

"Hahaha, lately Principal Feng’s inbox has surely been stuffed, right."

...

[Northeast People’s University livestream: 0.4w peak viewers.]

The live stream also began on time.

However, Northeast People’s University’s Douyin itself had few followers, only reaching four thousand entrants.

But achieving this number was already quite impressive.

The viewers chatted.

Meanwhile, with the cameras rotating, everyone saw Principal Feng Xicai.

They marveled at the magnitude of this panel.

Generally, principals don’t have time to attend lectures unless the speaker is a friend, then they have to come.

"Next, let’s welcome the first discussant, Vice Dean and Chief of the Research Office from the School of Journalism and Communication, Teacher Chang Lingzhu. Thank you so much for being here."

Shen Changming invited the first professor to take the stage.

"Sister Zhu is here."

Song Wanqing and her roommates murmured softly.

Privately, they called Chang Lingzhu Sister Zhu.

"Teacher Chang—"

Many students from the School of Journalism cheered too.

Resounding applause filled the venue.

"I’m also very pleased the school gave me the opportunity to be a discussant in this lecture, to have a face-to-face conversation with our Senior Zhang, asking what everyone truly wants to know. Thank you, everyone."

Chang Lingzhu waved to everyone, then took a bow after saying a few words into the microphone and sat down.

"Clap, clap, clap—"

More applause burst out at the venue.

"Who’s this teacher? Does Ji Da really have such a beautiful female teacher?"

"She exudes elegance and confidence. Aren’t you guys considering the graduate program at Ji Da’s School of Journalism?"

"Come on! Graduation requirements include academic excellence, avoiding rote learning, ample social practice, specifically a ten-thousand-word dissertation, social media account must have at least ten thousand followers, no fakes, welcome aboard!!"

"Good heavens, a ten-thousand-word dissertation can be fluffed, but a social media account with at least ten thousand followers with no fakes, isn’t that standard ridiculous?"

"I knew it, with such requirements, no wonder this teacher inexplicably has a commanding aura; she’s clearly an industry insider."

Upon hearing this.

Those contemplating graduate studies quickly lost interest.

Dissertations could be fluffed.

Cultivating an account with tens of thousands of followers without faking numbers, how do you even practice that?

"Now we welcome the second discussant, our Ji Da Clinical Medical College vice dean and Ji Da Affiliated Hospital’s deputy head of general surgery, Professor Hu Yaohua."

Following Shen Changming’s words, a somewhat handsome man walked out.

Appearing around the age of fifty.

"Hello everyone, I am truly looking forward to the lecture, more so to the student consultations, so let’s skip lengthy introductions."

Hu Yaohua smiled slightly.

"Hahaha~"

"This vice dean understands everyone."

"I’m also eagerly awaiting the consultation session ahead."

"Dr. Zhang: No, why do you all want consultations wherever you go, can you give me a break..."

The audience chuckled warmly.

Meanwhile, everyone on site acknowledged with knowing smiles.

"Sigh..."

Zhang Lingchuan sighed backstage.

It feels like his fate, wherever he goes, he needs to wrap up with consultations; it’s almost become his signature segment.

"Now we welcome Northeast People’s University School of Veterinary Medicine’s Clinical Veterinarian program, student Zhang Lingchuan."

Old Shen seemed eager.

The other party hadn’t consulted right in front of him yet.

"Hello everyone, I’m Zhang Lingchuan, I won first place in the National Veterinary Competition with the help of all fellow students and the support of netizen friends."

The stream had been running for quite some time.

Speaking in front of everyone like this, he was naturally not going to be nervous or anything, his demeanor was calm and composed.

"Look, I can tell it’s Dr. Zhang from the moment he speaks."

"Such sincere gratitude, nothing pretentious about it."

"Do you think someone could declare covering all subsequent treatment costs for a leukemia fan when they haven’t even bought a house or car, almost living in poverty?"

"Isn’t it true! My followers, my responsibility! No need for public donations! What’s more, no accepting rewards, Hongzi himself said he couldn’t do it, not only him but even those who earned millions or billions can’t do it either."

"Everyone is different, and actually, there’s no need to elevate or demean; figures like Hongzi and Xiaobai are the norm, Dr. Zhang is just the minority, which is precisely why everyone anticipates the day he falls."

"Ha, waiting for Dr. Zhang to fall has become a wish."

...

After Zhang Lingchuan appeared, the stream’s engagement quickly surged, the comments rising sharply.

"Clap, clap, clap—"

Continuous applause filled Mingfang Palace.

The front row of school leaders and the second row of professors and teachers nodded in agreement.

Today’s lecture had no mandatory signup.

All leaders and teachers signed up voluntarily.

And they filled three rows.

"Senior Zhang! I’m your fan—"

At that moment, a girl wearing a black coat stood up in the middle of the two thousand-capacity venue, shouting that she was Zhang Lingchuan’s fan.

"Wow—"

Everyone present turned toward the direction of the sound.

A burst of commotion followed.

"Student, hold on, hold on, even if you’re my fan, we can’t be consulting now, besides, with that strong voice, surely no major issues for you."

The one calling out was a slightly plump female student.

She cupped her hands like a megaphone while shouting.

Above her head, Zhang Lingchuan saw a large green label.

In fact, all the students here today were quite healthy.

Green labels occupied about 95%, yellow labels scattered here and there, and he even spotted rare red labels in the venue.

Wondering if those were undercover tests planted by the faculty.

...