The daughter of the medical school is so handsome

According to Song Minghui's condition, Feng Qi used the Bian Que magic acupuncture method learned from the bamboo slips of Zangshuge for the first time - the method of nourishing the mother and purging the son to treat it, and the left and right hands coordinated the acupuncture.

Soon, the blue line running through Song Minghui's eyebrows and bridge of nose gradually retreated, and finally turned into a dot and condensed in the middle of the eyebrows. It will need to be combined with Meridian Liuzhu to open acupuncture points next time to truly clear it.

As soon as Feng Qi received the needle, Song Minghui woke up with his eyes open, and his cloudy eyes became clear.

"Minghui, are you awake?"

When Deng Xiumei saw it, she jumped forward joyfully, grabbed her son's hand, and found that her son's hot hand became slightly warm, and the redness on her cheeks also faded.

The first thing that caught Song Minghui's eyes was the red hair beating like a flame, which made his heart skip half a beat and messed up the rhythm.

"Minghui, do you still recognize me?"

Song Qinghe asked his son anxiously.

"Dad, Mom, what's wrong with me?"

Song Minghui asked suspiciously.

"Wow, you scared mom to death."

Seeing her son regained consciousness, Deng Xiumei couldn't help crying on top of him.

"It's all right, I'll come back tomorrow to give him some acupuncture and moxibustion to clear away his last bit of evil wind."

Feng Qi put away the needles, "I'm going home now, let's talk slowly."

When she heard that she was going home, Deng Xiumei was scared again, she grabbed Feng Qi's hand, and begged with tears in her eyes, "Qiqi, can you not go home?"

"Auntie, he will be fine. I'm hungry and I have to go home to eat, sleep and go to class. Of course, if he has anything to do, you can call me. I will come before twelve o'clock tomorrow. But, you Remember, it must be at twelve o'clock tomorrow, and I must do acupuncture at that time to clear away his evil wind!"

Feng Qi solemnly confessed.

"let her go!"

Song Minghui didn't know that she saved his life, so he said coldly.

Deng Xiumei let go of Feng Qi with some hesitation.

Feng Qi left the ward.

"Minghui, treat Qiqi better in the future, your life depends on her."

Song Qinghe witnessed Feng Qi's acupuncture process just now. Although he didn't understand acupuncture, he still had eyes to see the effect.

This girl who was seriously looked down upon by him before was so difficult.

He knew that the Feng family, as a medical family, had produced many medical talents and many imperial physicians, but in the past hundred years, the medical talents of the Feng family have become mediocre. Neither achieved anything.

Feng Yin obtained the medical qualification certificate at a young age, so she should be a talented person in the future.

Feng Qi used to show people with a silly and ugly image, no one would have thought that she would be good at medicine.

Why did the Feng family hide her?
After thinking about it, Song Qinghe really didn't understand.

"Dad, you are also a person who has studied Marxist philosophy, why are you so superstitious?"

Song Minghui frowned irritably and said, "My life is mine, it has nothing to do with her."

"Minghui, you've been in a coma for three days with a high fever, and it was her who came that made you sober."

Deng Xiumei said.

"Minghui, do you know that Qiqi is good at medicine?"

Song Qinghe asked.

"What kind of medical skills does she know? It's not Fengyin."

Song Minghui said disapprovingly, "In addition to hard work, the skill of medicine requires talent. It's not just a matter of opportunism. What does she have?"

Yes, the skill of medicine is not something that can be acquired casually!
Nor can it be learned in a short time.

Well, this means that Feng Qi has not been as simple as it seems on the surface!
"Minghui, we were all deceived by her before. She is not a simple person, and her medical skills are not simple. I will call the doctor to come over and examine you."

Song Qinghe went to call the attending doctor over.

"Huh? The fever is gone? The condition looks good!"

The doctor gave Song Minghui various examinations and said, "After tonight, I won't repeat it again, and I should be able to leave the hospital."

After the doctor left, Song Qinghe was even more sure that Feng Qi's situation was not simple.

It wasn't the so-called superstition that made Song Minghui recover from his fever, but Feng Qi's medical skills!
He told his father Song Zhigao about it.

"Is there such a thing?"

Song Zhigao couldn't believe it, "How could she be so good at medicine? Isn't her academic performance very poor?"

"That's it."

Song Qinghe predicted that his father would not believe this, so he extracted the surveillance video in the ward in advance and showed it to Song Zhigao.

Song Zhigao watched the video carefully and fell into deep thought.

The year before last, he witnessed the acupuncture and moxibustion of Tang Qingyuan, a national treasure-level old Chinese doctor with a certain authority in the country. The technique was similar to Feng Qi's, with acupuncture left and right.

And in terms of technique, Feng Qi seems to be more stable and proficient, like a master's flowing water.

He had left Tang Qingyuan's WeChat before, so he couldn't help but send him the video for verification.

"Who is this girl?"

When Tang Qingyuan saw his video, he called back excitedly.

"Young girl from the Feng family."

Song Qinghe replied.

"Feng Family? Hai City Fengzehe Family?"

"Yes, his niece."

"Oh, some time ago, Feng Zehe mentioned his niece to me and asked me to consider taking her as an apprentice. Now I feel that it's not that I want to accept her as an apprentice, but that I want her to accept me as an apprentice."

Tang Qingyuan said excitedly, "I really didn't expect that at such a young age, she could use Bian Que's magical acupuncture method so well. By the way, what's the condition of the patient?"

"..."

Hearing what Tang Qingyuan, the great doctor of medicine, said, Song Zhiyuan was so shocked that he almost lost his grip on the mobile phone.

Is Feng Qi really that powerful?
Tang Qingyuan, who is so powerful that people all over the country want to learn from her, wants to learn from her?
How can this be?

She is obviously such a stupid girl.

Song Zhigao calmed down for a while, and told about Song Minghui's condition and Feng Qi's "evil wind entering the brain".

"Now, is there only a little blue spot between the eyebrows of the patient?"

Tang Qingyuan asked excitedly.

Song Zhigao took a closer look at Song Minghui's eyebrows, "Yes, there is only a little blue spot, the master said before that there was a blue line between his eyebrows and nose, and it was Yin evil that got on his body, which caused the high fever to persist. "

"Really, where is there any evil in this world? From the perspective of Chinese medicine, it is evil wind. When the evil wind reaches the tip of the nose, it means that it has entered the brain. If it is not treated in time, the blue line will reach the human body. The patient is terminally ill, even if it is a god, there is no way to recover. You are lucky to meet a genius doctor!"

Tang Qingyuan said, "It would take at least a week for my treatment to drive the evil wind to the center of the eyebrows and seal it up. It would take at least a month to completely remove it."

"Isn't it? She said that she will come back for acupuncture at [-] noon tomorrow and she will be completely cured."

Song Zhigao said in surprise.

"She said that one treatment will be enough? Where are you? I will rush over immediately to observe and consult the little genius doctor."

Tang Qingyuan was excited.

When Song Zhigao saw him, he kept claiming that Feng Qi was a little genius doctor, and even traveled thousands of miles from the capital to Haishi just to see Feng Qi for treatment?

What the hell is going on in this world?