Farmer’s Blessed Girl

When Man Bao received a "corpse", she was very frightened, and when Keke said it was not a real person, but an anthropomorphic mold, she stretched out a finger and poked the "corpse", and she felt the flesh Yes, there is even a warm feeling, just like a living person.

Man Bao rolled his eyes.

She has always been courageous, and after squatting and looking at the "corpse" for a long time, she stepped forward and reached out to touch it. It was really similar to a living person.

She reached out and touched her chest, "drinking", and jumped back, almost jumping under the bed, she said in a panic, "There is a heartbeat."

"It's said that it's anthropomorphic, except that it's almost the same as a real person without consciousness. There should be a control screen behind the model's head, and there are various modes to choose from. You can look at it."

Man Bao turned the person over, only to realize that the person was still very heavy. He turned it over with force, and took a look at her hair. Sure enough, behind her head was a screen with various subtitles on it. She pondered it for a long time. See, it looks like this is healthy mode.

She clicked curiously, and directly clicked on the cardiac arrest mode. The mold that still had a heartbeat stopped at once, and then her face turned pale.

Man Bao's eyes widened, and he was in a hurry to get her to recover, but he turned into a stroke mode. The mold with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes, his mouth quickly crooked, and the whole person started to tremble...

Man Bao:  …

Koko:  …

Under the guidance of Keke, Manbao finally made it back to normal, and Manbao was confirmed. This is really a mold, just like a toy.

It's just that this toy looks too human-like.

Man Bao studied it for a while, and then massaged it according to the tutorial given by Mr. Mo. Keke would take a photo of her technique, and there was a record of the force in the mold, which could be sent to Mr. Mo together.

Mo Congjun also wanted to know how much his student had learned, so he waited early. As soon as he received the email, he immediately opened the video, intending to watch her technique first, and then ponder the record of strength.

As a result, apart from the familiar mold, what appeared in the video was a wooden bed that can only be seen in museums.

And a pair of chubby hands.

Although the hand looks a little fleshy, it cannot be denied that it is not big. Mo Congjun himself is a medical student. Although he can't see the person who massages, he can roughly infer a person's age based on the hand.

He couldn't help widening his eyes, and hurriedly called up the record of his strength.

Mo Congjun was silent, and then he remembered that he never seemed to ask the apprentice's age. Although he had guessed that she was a woman from his daily interactions, did he not know that she was such a young woman?

This is actually a good thing, but it also has disadvantages.

Mo Congjun quickly thought about the pros and cons, but still had to make sure, so he sent an email to ask, "Zhou Man, I kept forgetting to ask how old you are this year?"

Man Bao thought about it and decided to report the false age, so he said, "I am eleven years old!"

Mo Congjun was very skeptical. Although this was also within his estimated age range, he always felt something was wrong, so he asked: "Is it really eleven years old? Are you stunted, maybe because of poor health? I see your palms are too small."

Man Bao could only reply: "Xu Sui."

In the future, no one will count the false age anymore, but Mo Congjun knew that human beings in ancient times had this habit, and because of the popularity of various costume TV dramas, he vaguely knew that the false age was also divided into two situations, so he asked, "The false age is one year old. Still two years old?"

Man Bao bit his index finger and replied, "Two years old."

Mo Congjun:  …

Really surprised and delighted.

Mo Congjun was very happy, he said: "Little girl, you are still young and not suitable for massage. Let's learn acupuncture first. From this evening, we will learn acupuncture."

"But I don't have needles."

"Go buy it." Mo Congjun asked after a pause, "You don't have any money, right?"

"I have money, but I don't have time."

"You're a nine-year-old so busy?"

"Busy, I'm so busy."

That being said, Man Bao still asked Wu Lang to buy a pair of needles from the pharmacy when she went to the county seat.

A pair of needles is not cheap, because a pair is a bag, and needles of various sizes and lengths are included.

This is a very delicate thing, so the cost is not cheap, and a pair of needles costs one or two. Fortunately, Manbao directly gave the silver ingots, otherwise he might not be able to buy them back.

Because the things were precious, Wu Wulang was very curious and stayed in Manbao's room, watching her pull out the needles inside and identify the needles according to a book.

When she finished recognizing, Wu Wulang stretched out a hand to her, "Come on, can you prick the needle? Show me the prick."

"Fifth brother, are you sick?"

"I'm not sick, I just thought that your needle is so expensive, I have to be the first to be stabbed."

"..." Man Bao slapped his hand away and said, "I don't need to pierce if I'm not sick, and I haven't learned yet. What if I make a mistake?

"How can you learn to stab people?" Wu Zhou Lang was worried, "Don't you think about stabbing yourself?"

Man Bao said confidently: "Don't worry, fifth brother, I can learn how to pierce myself without piercing myself. I will pierce the dummy first."

"What dummy?"

Man Bao covered his mouth and said with a guilty conscience, "Paper man."

"Oh—is that your acupoint map?"

Man Bao nodded again and again, and finally managed to deal with the fifth brother.

In the dead of night, Man Bao started pinching needles to find acupoints on the anthropomorphic mold...

Medical skills cannot be achieved overnight. Even if Man Bao has memorized the acupoint map, he will find out that it is not so easy when he really wants to find the acupuncture point, let alone inserting a needle into it.

Although the anthropomorphic mold is very human-like, it doesn't tell Manbao how it feels.

Man Bao didn't know if the injection was painful, sore, swollen, or if he didn't feel anything at all.

Mr. Mo obviously has no practical experience in needle sticking. His theoretical knowledge is quite rich, but it is only limited to theoretical knowledge. He is also very proficient in anthropomorphic mold.

On a living person, if the experiment on him counts, it is quite skilled.

Anyway, he recorded several acupuncture courses in a row and sent them to Man Bao's mailbox, teaching her how to use acupuncture correctly to treat her diseases.

Well, although there is no actual experience, it has historical experience, isn't it?

These are all handed down from medical records.

In this teaching mode, Manbao made the anthropomorphic mold riddled with holes, but it worked well, because after one night, it was back to normal the next day.

According to Keke, it is an anthropomorphic mold specially used for medical teaching, so the materials used have self-healing properties.

In this way, Man Bao went to school and played during the day, and immersed in the ocean of medicine at night.