[Previous poster, be good and use the search engine well. There will be a surprise~]

Faced with the unknown, some people waited for others to find out the truth and come back to tell them about it, while others had already found out the truth themselves when others asked for it.

[D*mn, I’m back after checking! I’m a little dazed now. Most of the low-key people are really big shots!]

[F*ck, no wonder a few of the names look especially familiar. They used to appear in textbooks. How can they not look familiar when they tortured us when we were students?]

[I only have some impression of this Professor Ye. Last time, when the host was criticized, he came out to speak up for the host. At that time, someone pulled him to explain the history of this big shot. Now that I think about it, it still feels magical!]

The world always had a subtle admiration for powerful people, especially those who had appeared in textbooks. Many of them were the goals that students worked hard for.

Ye Qiliang and the others had many professional fans. It was not easy for them to encounter a professional debut, so they naturally had to give their mentors face and promote their glorious history one after another.

A few of the old professors’ students even argued over whose mentor was better. Their way of arguing was to constantly throw their mentor’s research results and past honors at each other.

The netizens who were silently watching the battle between the gods, “…” They were just watching the show. Why should they accept being crushed by a genius?

The aggrieved students almost cried out loud!

[I have indigestion from eating this melon. As a bad student who barely passed and did not fail any subjects, I’m actually watching the gossip of a big shot at the altar. Ahhh, I’m not worthy!]

These words could be said to be the thoughts of all the bad students present. Soon, someone realized that something was wrong.

[Eh? Did I see wrongly? It’s written on several of these people’s online information that they’re members of the Medicine Association. But did not the people from the Medicine Association just tear that female host and research institute apart not long ago? What’s going on now? Are they slapping themselves in the face or is there internal strife in the association?]

[Yes, yes, yes, I noticed it too! It’s just that when they saw this large group of people fighting, they did not dare to speak, afraid that they would be implicated.]

Their confusion quickly brought them back to the original topic. It was about whether they were internal members of the Medicine Association, whether there was internal strife within the association, and for what reason.

Whether the research institute’s popularization of Chinese medicine this time had anything to do with internal strife, or if they were just innocently involved and suffered an unexpected calamity, a series of topics kept fermenting.

Many media outlets smelled something unusual and began to make up all kinds of melodramatic guesses.

When the upper echelons of the Medicine Association realized that things were completely out of control and did not want to contact these seniors to beg for mercy, it was too late.

Not long after someone mentioned their identity as members of the Medicine Association, Ye Qiliang and the others jointly issued a statement.

He expressed that he did not agree with the current philosophy of the Medicine Association and that they were on different paths. From today onwards, he would leave the Medicine Association. From then on, they would part ways.

This clean and efficient explanation that was filled with a tough aura not only gave the Medicine Association a tight slap in the face, but also frightened the onlookers.

Immediately after, someone in the know revealed that because they were dissatisfied with the new decision made by the higher-ups of the Medicine Association to suppress the research institute, more than ten seniors of the Medicine Association jointly submitted their resignations and completely announced their withdrawal from the Medicine Association.