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The Time-Limited Love and Marriage-Chapter 517
The question that Fu Wangning posed was related to some data from a paper she had recently published in a medical journal.
This paper was treated as a model by the Chinese Medicine College, which even bought countless copies of the magazine, for all its students to read.
There were indeed many academic aces at the Chinese Medicine College, who read various medical texts and related literature incessantly; hence, they could also answer the question raised by Fu Wangning.
However, Jiang Moxi’s answer was completely different from those of the others.
After being called out by name by Fu Wangning, Jiang Moxi stood up lazily and answered, "It’s forty-five percent."
With a mocking smile, Fu Wangning said, "Moxi, the correct answer is fifty-five percent. If you’re going to copy an answer, at least do it carefully so you don’t become the butt of the joke for other students."
Indeed, Fu Wangning felt that when Jiang Moxi responded to the question, she certainly must have heard the answer from some student sitting nearby and misunderstood it, resulting in a different answer. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦
But Jiang Moxi said, "I didn’t copy the answer, but I believe that around forty-five percent is the correct proportion for the medicine components to achieve the best effect."
As soon as those words were spoken, not only did Fu Wangning fail to suppress a laugh, but other students also made fun of Jiang Moxi.
"Student, what do you think? Prescribing medicine is no trivial matter; it’s not about what you think, but what the doctors approve!"
"Right, Professor Fu has been in the field of Chinese medicine for so many years! Her answer is much more precise than yours."
"Nowadays, it seems any Tom, Dick, and Harry can get into the Chinese Medicine College. Do people really think Chinese medicine is that easy to master?"
But amidst the classmates’ jeers and sarcasm, Jiang Moxi remained as calm as ever.
"How about it, Professor Fu? Why don’t you try this proportion next time you prescribe medicine to a patient?"
Her suggestion was instantly refuted by Fu Wangning on the spot.
"Moxi, patients’ lives are at stake; my medicine is meant to cure their cancer, not worsen their condition."
Jiang Moxi disliked the arrogance with which Fu Wangning spoke and challenged her directly:
"How can you be so sure that the medicine I prescribe will only worsen their condition? Perhaps it is your medicine that exacerbates their illness!"
Indeed, these past few days, magazines featuring Fu Wangning’s published paper were everywhere in the Chinese Medicine College, and Jiang Moxi had casually picked one up and flipped through a few pages.
Then she discovered that Fu Wangning’s control over the dosages of various medicines wasn’t very good, especially a few special medicinal materials; she remembered their pain-relieving effects but seemed to have forgotten about their side effects.
At that moment, Jiang Moxi felt that such prescriptions were likely to only make the patient’s condition worsen.
Nevertheless, that was Fu Wangning’s personal research achievement, so Jiang Moxi didn’t think it proper to make unsolicited judgments.
But she didn’t expect that Fu Wangning would take her theory and start teaching it to other students.
This could potentially lead this batch of students to make the same mistakes in dosing and overlook these medicines’ side effects when they dealt with patients in the future.
So at the time, Jiang Moxi was in a quandary about whether or not to discuss this privately with Fu Wangning.
Before she could decide, Fu Wangning had instead posed a question to her. Jiang Moxi provided a more suitable proportion, which was to remind Fu Wangning, but Fu Wangning disregarded the advice and instead ridiculed her.
Under Fu Wangning’s guidance, those students once again ruthlessly criticized Jiang Moxi.
"Aren’t you the one who enrolled just a few days ago? After reading medical books for a few days, do you think you have become an experienced Chinese doctor, qualified to compare yourself with Professor Fu?"
"How can a student have the audacity to challenge and question a professor?"
Jiang Moxi faced these people with neither servility nor overbearance.
"Are you suggesting that if a professor is wrong, we cannot correct them? If all you do is study without daring to question, then you are doomed to be like her - a mediocre doctor."
Fu Wangning couldn’t help but laugh when she heard this: "Moxi, you lack professional medical experience, and a spat of youthful pride is only going to make you a laughingstock."
Yes, Fu Wangning considered her outspoken remarks to be nothing more than a spat of youthful pride.
She even said, "Let’s stop here. There’s no point in arguing with me now. Maybe we can discuss this once you have completed your studies."
Today, Fu Wangning just wanted to embarrass Jiang Moxi and let everyone know what she was really about.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Moxi’s reaction was strikingly intense, exceeding her anticipated outcome.
Thereupon, when one of her students saw Jiang Moxi persisting in her opinion, they suggested: "Since Student Jiang insists that Professor Fu is wrong, why don’t the two of you have a PK (player-kill or challenge match)?"
Fu Wangning’s eyes lit up, feeling her luck wasn’t too bad lately.
Look, just when she was considering expelling Jiang Moxi from the Chinese Medicine College, someone eagerly handed her the knife.
Thus, Fu Wangning immediately asked the student, "How would we PK?"
The student said: "Anyway, there are countless cancer patients seeking treatment every day at the Chinese Hospital. Why don’t we select ten patients, with Professor Fu and Student Jiang randomly drawing five each and treating them for a while? Afterward, examinations will make it clear who’s right and who’s wrong."
Of course, this student was on Fu Wangning’s side and thought that someone like Jiang Moxi, who had just encountered Chinese medicine, surely wouldn’t dare to accept such a challenge.
As long as Jiang Moxi dared not accept the challenge, it would indirectly prove that she was just being contentious and had contradicted Professor Fu’s views in class out of sheer pride.
Fu Wangning also understood that the student just wanted to help her prove that Jiang Moxi was making a fuss over nothing. However, she was more hopeful that Jiang Moxi would accept the PK.
In doing so, her intention to drive Jiang Moxi out of the college could be achieved.
Therefore, Fu Wangning confidently said, "I think this proposal is good, but I wonder if Moxi dares to accept such a big challenge?"
Fu Wangning believed she was implicitly provoking Jiang Moxi to accept the challenge.
Given Jiang Moxi’s previous attitude of preferring to lose face than admit defeat, she should accept the challenge.
Jiang Moxi glanced at Fu Wangning indifferently, finding her self-righteous demeanor somewhat irksome.
She actually disliked participating in such PKs, feeling like she was being watched like a monkey in a zoo.
But if she didn’t correct Fu Wangning’s application and dosage methods, all these bookworms would learn her theories, which would eventually cause countless patients to suffer unbearably.
So, after some consideration, Jiang Moxi said, "I suppose so."
Jiang Moxi accepted the challenge, which instantly brought a smile to Fu Wangning’s face.
"However, since it’s a PK, we need a clear system of rewards and penalties. If the patients you treat do not improve within our agreed period, it proves you are not suited to practice medicine and you must withdraw from school voluntarily, how about that?"
Jiang Moxi saw the smug look on Fu Wangning’s face and realized that Fu Wangning had always been intent on getting her expelled from the school!
However, whether she left the school or not was irrelevant to Jiang Moxi, but the errors in Fu Wangning’s theoretical knowledge had to be corrected.
Thus, Jiang Moxi said, "Agreed. However, if my patients improve better than Professor Fu’s within the agreed period, then you must publish a declaration in the journals where you have published papers, admitting the errors in your previous papers..."







