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Lin Chuan smiled and said, "I just checked your body, and there is nothing serious."

Cai Zexuan was a little embarrassed, but at this moment, Lin Chuan handed over a golden pill, and said with a smile, "But eating the Nine-Turn Golden Pill will only benefit your body and not harm you."

As he spoke, he directly took out a bunch of golden elixirs, and said to everyone: "This is a golden elixir that I personally refined. If you don't dislike it, you can take one, and it will be beneficial to the body without any harm."

How could everyone refuse? Who in the capital does not know Lin Chuan's medical skills, and this thing can even cure Sun Yongzheng's head disease, so it can't cure them.

Everyone rushed forward and took all the golden pills.

Master Cai swallowed the golden pill in one gulp, and immediately felt extremely comfortable all over his body.

"Mr. Lin, don't worry, if I can't teach a master of traditional Chinese painting from the students in this school, I will come and see you!"

Lin Chuan quickly waved his hands: "This is an interest class, mainly for extracurricular hobbies. Don't turn it into a training camp, just come here normally."

"Hahaha, no way!"

The minds of these people were completely fixed by Lin Chuan.

He believed that even if Zhao Feng gave him more benefits, they would never betray him.

"Mr. Lin, tell me, when will we officially start working?"

"Don't worry." Lin Chuan said with a smile: "You guys wait for a while, I will let you go to work after I finish handling the matter, you guys take a rest first."

As he spoke, he asked the secretary to bring in all the food and drink that had been prepared earlier.

After stabilizing several people, Lin Chuan walked out of the lounge.

Standing in front of the transparent glass window on the second floor, looking at Chu Xianglin downstairs.

At this time, she was leading several Chinese painting masters around to check the classroom environment.

Several masters of traditional Chinese painting were quite satisfied, of course, this was all due to the performance.

Lin Chuan stood upstairs, sitting and watching them act.

Since yesterday's performance made these parents very satisfied, more parents came this time.

Chu Xianglin hurriedly arranged for the students to come in quickly, and it was impossible for them to wait outside.

"Several, I'll leave it to you next."

Speaking of which, Chu Xianglin bowed to the others.

A trace of guilt flashed in the eyes of several Chinese painting masters, they could see how serious Chu Xianglin was about this matter.

But they can't help it, they have received Zhao Feng's money, so it is impossible not to do things for him.

After Chu Xianglin arranged the students into the classroom, she came to the second floor.

Seeing that Lin Chuan was looking at her, she blushed slightly and walked up quickly.

"It seems to be fine."

Chu Xianglin said curiously: "Could it be that they found out with conscience? They don't want to make trouble anymore?"

"Of course not, just wait, these guys will definitely cause trouble." Lin Chuan said flatly, keeping her by his side.

The two stood on the second floor and stared at the movement downstairs.

At this time, the students had already entered the classroom, and several Chinese painting masters also followed into the classroom.

Chu Xianglin let out a long sigh of relief.

Even if these masters of traditional Chinese painting want to make trouble, they can't teach indiscriminately. After all, this is a matter of their reputation.

Just for this matter, they should not lose their face.

So seeing them go in, Chu Xianglin thought there should be no surprises.

"Don't be too happy."

Lin Chuan said suddenly.

"Why?" Chu Xianglin said with a strange look in his eyes: "It should be fine now, could it be that they can do something else?"

Lin Chuan smiled calmly, pointed downstairs and said, "Look, it will take less than 3 minutes for something to happen."

When Chu Xianglin heard this, she looked downstairs nervously.

But she still couldn't believe that these people would make trouble regardless of their own face?

Just as she was thinking.

At this moment, something strange came from downstairs.

I only heard a commotion in the classroom, and after a while, several Chinese painting masters rushed out directly.

Chu Xianglin was stunned. In the middle of the class, the teacher ran away.

She didn't care about talking to Lin Chuan, so she rushed down.

She stopped several Chinese painting masters who were in a hurry, and asked suspiciously.

"Master, why are you guys leaving in such a hurry."

"Miss Chu, it's not that we left on purpose, we really couldn't help it." The master of Chinese painting showed embarrassment, and said embarrassingly: "We may have eaten up our stomachs, but we really can't help it. I'm sorry, Miss Chu."

Said the master of Chinese painting directly pushed Chu Xianglin away and rushed to the bathroom.

Chu Xianglin was dumbfounded, what kind of thing is this, several masters actually had a stomachache together?

She hurriedly asked someone to ask clearly, and she went to stabilize the student first.

Not long after, the secretary came back, and after tossing, he gave the reasons of several masters.

"At that time in the hotel, they were not used to the food in the capital, so they ordered the takeaway of their hometown dishes. Who knew that the takeaway was not clean, and several masters got food poisoning together."

After the stomachache was over, the few of them were sent to the lounge. They were so weak that they had to go to the toilet again after a while.

Fortunately, they had a private doctor who gave them a bottle to stabilize their blood.

Chu Xianglin was dumbfounded, as Lin Chuan said, something really happened.

Or the reason for this nonsense.

But she didn't care to guess whether it was true or not, these people were sick, isn't Lin Chuan a doctor!She hurried upstairs to call Lin Chuan.

"Lin Chuan, hurry downstairs and see if you can cure those masters. They said it was food poisoning..."

"Forget it, I can't cure it." Lin Chuan refused flatly.

"Can't it be cured?" Chu Xianglin was a little surprised: "You can even cure cancer. You can easily end my intractable disease. You can easily cure Tang Guo's violent poison. It's just food poisoning. How can it be cured?"

"Of course food poisoning can be cured, but these masters of traditional Chinese painting are obviously pretending to be sick. I can't cure them by pretending to be sick."

"Fake illness?" Chu Xianglin was dumbfounded.

"They are pretending. Food poisoning is definitely not what they show. It can only be said that they deliberately want to mess up today's experience class."

"Then what should I do?" Chu Xianglin panicked.

"Stupid." Lin Chuan said helplessly, "Didn't we prepare for it long ago?"

"Yes!" Chu Xianglin was really dizzy from the busyness, and she also remembered that she had hired another group of Chinese painting teachers.

Soon Lin Chuan invited them out.

"Several, I'm sorry to trouble you, suddenly something happened to the teacher in this class, so I'm asking you to take the lead first!"

When they heard that Lin Chuan had used them, they immediately cheered up, cupped their hands and said, "Doctor Lin, don't worry! We old fellows promise to do our best to teach this class well!"

Chu Xianglin was dumbfounded immediately, just for a while, what kind of ecstasy soup did Lin Chuan give them, and why did they treat Lin Chuan so respectfully.