The system asked me to be a teacher

Chapter 29 Quack Doctor Li Sihua
Seeing Kong Meng's embarrassment, Long Aotian quickly explained the reason.

Only then did Li Sihua suddenly understand, but his indifferent expression still didn't change much, he just said: "Come with me!"

After speaking, he walked towards the consulting room first.

Seeing this, Long Aotian stuck out his tongue, and said helplessly: "This guy is just like a bear, every day he acts like a dick who doesn't love his grandma and uncle, as if he owes him millions."

He pulled Fang Zhenyuan and walked in front, followed by Kong Meng with Fang Qiong on his back.

The first impression of Li Sihua's consulting room is that it is big!
Except for a computer, the square desk is full of clinical cases. The walls on both sides are covered with skeleton models and human body acupoint maps. There are two coffee tables and four sets of leather sofas near the door.

Kong Meng gently put Fang Qiong on the sofa, Li Sihua also put on disposable sterile gloves, walked over and carefully opened Fang Qiong's trouser legs.

Kong Meng was startled when he saw it, and saw that Fang Qiong's ankle was obviously deformed, and the surrounding tissues were red and swollen, which looked extremely scary.

No wonder after I carried her on my back, this little aunt who didn't seem to have a good temper didn't say a word. It must be very painful to be hurt like this.

Li Sihua frowned: "The bone is misplaced, please bear with it, and I will help you connect it."

As he spoke, he grabbed Fang Qiong's ankle and gave it a hard squeeze.

"Ah!" Fang Qiong screamed, her forehead covered with fine beads of sweat.

Li Sihua was a little embarrassed: "...Sorry, I don't have much experience in bone setting. It should be fine if I try a few more times. You can bear the pain."

After finishing speaking, I tried again.

"Ah!" Fang Qiong's voice was a little softer this time, but judging from the concentration of sweat on her head, the pain she suffered was by no means less than before.

"This...how about I try again?" After failing again, Li Sihua lost the confidence he had just now.

In the end, he simply gave up: "You should go to a big hospital, they must have more experience."

Confucius and Mencius, who were watching from the side, finally couldn't help but said, "Why don't I do it!"

"You?" Li Sihua was a little suspicious.

Fang Zhenyuan hurriedly explained: "Teacher Kong has superb martial arts skills, and such a small job as bone setting is absolutely no problem."

While he was speaking, Kong Meng had already grasped Fang Qiong's ankle, exerted light force, and heard a click, and the obviously deformed joint had returned to its original position.

Li Sihua: "..."

He hurriedly took out a bottle of safflower oil from the drawer: "Put this on and rest for a few days, it shouldn't be a big problem."

After finishing speaking, he went to bandage Fang Zhenyuan's wound, but he felt guilty no matter how he left.

After Fang Qiong's foot bones were in the right position, he moved his joints. Although the pain was still there, it was a world of difference from the loss of consciousness just now.

Her eyes lit up immediately: "Is something like bone setting a compulsory course for the children of your martial arts family?"

Fang Qiong is very curious about Confucius and Mencius now.

Her bag was robbed, and she looked at indifferent passers-by, no one knew how helpless she was.

Until Kong Meng rushed out for a long time, she couldn't believe that in the dark restaurant, the young man who owed him was so eager for justice.

Of course, if that was the case, she would at most be grateful to Confucius and Mencius, but everything that followed simply subverted her cognition.

Facing a strong man with a weapon in his hand, the opponent was able to fight five against one without losing the slightest advantage.

And his occupation is still a language teacher.

Chinese teacher knows martial arts...

This made Fang Qiong unable to control his desire to know everything about this man.

"Martial arts family?" Listening to Fang Qiong's question, Kong Meng shook his head: "I am not from a martial arts family, and my parents are also the most standard rural people."

In fact, he still didn't say a word, like the bone setting just now has nothing to do with [Shaolin boxing] and real Kung Fu. This technique comes from [Chinese medical science case], which is a part of Chinese massage.

Fortunately, Fang Qiong just asked casually, and didn't intend to delve into it.

She opened the safflower oil that Li Sihua had given her, and wanted to apply it on her ankle, but she bent over several times, but all failed due to the severe pain in her ankle.

Seeing this, Confucius and Mencius said, "Let me help you!"

When Fang Qiong heard this, her heart beat involuntarily, but she did not refuse.

Kong Meng took the safflower oil, applied some on his palms, and then rubbed his hands vigorously.

Seeing the other party's doubts, he explained: "This method can be combined with traditional Chinese medicine massage, and the effect of safflower oil can be more exerted."

As he spoke, he hugged the red and swollen part of Fang Qiong's foot, and gently squeezed it back and forth, a bit like tickling.

Fang Qiong blushed, and subconsciously wanted to shake off, but she still restrained herself.

Fortunately, she soon relaxed.

Fang Qiong felt that Kongmeng's rubbing seemed to imply a certain pattern, and faintly, a heat flow quickly spread upward from the sole of the foot, and the pain caused by the sprain disappeared quickly.

Five minutes later, Confucius and Mencius stopped moving his hands and said with a smile, "Now try to take two steps and see how it feels?"

Hearing this, Fang Qiong stood up obediently from the sofa, moved in lotus steps, and then was taken aback for a moment.

She was surprised to find that, except for a slight stagnation in her ankles, she was walking the same as usual.

"This one……"

Fang Qiong still remembers that the first time she wore high-heeled women's shoes, she also injured her ankle because she stepped on the empty stairs, and it took a full week of rest to recover.

This time the situation was much more serious than last time. She had actually been ready for half a month to recuperate, but she didn't expect to recover almost in less than an hour.

Not only Fang Qiong, Long Aotian and the others were no less surprised than her.

Especially Li Sihua, he looked at Fang Qiong, who was walking as usual, with a look of disbelief.

Although his medical skills are not very high, but because he loves medicine, he definitely has a lot of medical records.

For an injury like Fang Qiong's, he dared to conclude that the patient would need at least [-] days of recuperation before he could significantly improve. As for a complete recovery, he would not even think about it for a month.

But what did I see just now?
5 minutes!
It took only 5 minutes for Confucius and Mencius to do what ordinary doctors can do in a month.

Only the nervous Fang Zhenyuan laughed: "Xiao Lizi, you guys are making a fuss too much. I said, who is the old man, master? He is the most authentic martial arts master. Small tasks like bone setting and massage are simply child's play." .”

As he said that, he changed the subject: "Teacher, how about this, you can make some Dieda medicine wine now, and we will go to various martial arts halls to sell it, and we will definitely make a fortune."

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

Li Sihua also finished bandaging Fang Zhenyuan at this time. He was about to inquire carefully about the details of Kongmeng's massage just now, when a voice sounded from the door: "Excuse me, is Dr. Li there?"

Li Sihua hurriedly sat upright and said, "Please come in!"

It was a middle-aged man who opened the door. He obviously didn't expect so many people to gather in the room, so he couldn't help being taken aback.

"can I help you?"

The middle-aged man quickly regained his composure, and when he heard Li Sihua's question, his face immediately turned dark: "Doctor Li, I was shaking all over yesterday, and after taking the medicine you prescribed, not only did it not work, but it even got worse. what is going on?"

(End of this chapter)