Ah, the team doctor is actually a light elf!

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Small conference and seminar room.

Lu Qingyin opened the door of this conference room and suddenly felt like she was in another world.

Some time ago, when she came here for the first time, it was just an ordinary conference room.

There is a large table that can accommodate ten people, with five seats on each side. There is a projector on the table, and several line drawings of leg bones are drawn on the whiteboard on the side.

Now, the small conference room that was originally a little empty has become full.

There is a small printer next to the table, and a lot of printed materials are piled densely on the table.

The whiteboard on the side seemed to be stained with a gray that could not be wiped clean, turning into a dingy gray board.

The originally empty aisles on both sides and the back of the room were filled with teaching mold people who had needles stuck in their bodies.

His whole body was covered with needles, and he looked like a hedgehog.

Lu Qingyin turned on the light, walked to the window, opened the curtains, and opened the window slightly.

The warm autumn sunshine shines in, gently falling on books, papers, and whiteboards, and the entire conference room is dyed with a warm atmosphere.

The gentle wind slowly blew in, carrying the scent of blooming flowers and ripe fruit trees.

The pages of the books spread out on the table were blown up slightly, and the aroma of the book and ink was gently carried by the wind, gently rippling in the room.

In the corner of the room, there seemed to be the sound of gurgling water, accompanied by the unique aroma of fruit wood and dense white water vapor, which spread throughout the conference room, bringing a touch of lively vitality.

Ning Zhong stepped in from outside the door and said with a smile on his face: "Qingyin is coming earlier and earlier now."

His eyes were full of energy and he seemed to be very energetic, but his face was still inevitably a little tired.

Lu Qingyin smiled at him, then walked to the teapot in the corner and poured him a cup of warm herbal tea, the recipe given by Wang Yan.

Yinyin smiled and said: "Teacher Ning, please pay attention to rest, your health is the most important thing."

Ning Zhong took his tea cup, smelled the tea aroma, and instantly felt much refreshed. He took a sip and said with emotion: "Xiao Wang's tea is really good. It refreshes the mind, clears away heat and replenishes qi."

He walked to his seat and sat down. Looking at Lu Qingyin who was full of energy and showing no signs of fatigue on her face, he sighed and said: "It's great to be young. After staying up all night, I feel so energetic the next day. I think back then, I can even stay up for several long nights to study acupuncture, but I can’t do that now.”

Lu Qingyin sat next to him, Li Duo said with a warm smile:

"How old I am. You are the anchor of our group, but you are just too tired. The reason I am so energetic is not because I have you as my supporter, so I can sleep soundly at night."

A smile appeared on Ning Zhong's face: "Qingyin, you are too humble. You led us to study the Nine-Turn Trembling Needle. Every time the research progress got stuck, you were the one who pointed the way. You are a typical example." He is a gifted practical person, but he lacks some theory.”

He was very happy to be praised for treating the athletes, but this kind of praise made Yinyin unable to help but feel embarrassed.

She was giving people questions with standard answers.

The cute little pear dimples on Lu Qingyin's face gradually disappeared, replaced by a blush.

Ning Zhong couldn't help laughing when he saw her like this: "Hahaha~"

With this laughter, the last trace of tiredness on his face dissipated, and his whole person became energetic.

"Qingyin, when I was young, I was like you for a period of time. I thought that I could cure diseases as long as I had strong skills. I felt that science was too rigid. The rigid theories summarized could not deal with all kinds of strange diseases. After all, each patient's condition is different. are different."

Ning Zhong's slightly old voice was calm and a little melancholy: "But later I realized that personal power is always limited, and only universal science can be popularized and passed on."

"Talented people, even if they have only learned the basics, can learn more subtle things by themselves. Qingyin, you are a typical example. Your grandfather does not have the skills you have."

"It is passed down from male to female, the master is starved to death by his disciples, and he insists on passing on the family tradition from master to disciple. This is one of the reasons why traditional Chinese medicine has declined from generation to generation to where it is today."

Lu Qingyin felt a touch of sadness emanating from him.

She also tried hard to search through the memory of the original owner. She seemed to be interested in traditional Chinese medicine when she was a child, but unfortunately she failed to study it. Maybe she applied for this major when she grew up because of her regrets as a child.

Ning Zhong saw thoughts and slight regrets on her face, and laughed at himself:

"Just listen to the old man's nagging. It's all the stupid things I did when I was young. Qingyin, you don't have the bad habits I had at that time. Even with the magical acupuncture technique of Nine-turn Trembling Needle, you don't have any secrets. Your level is comparable. I’m much taller.”

Yinyin smiled sheepishly: "I didn't think so much. I just thought that athletes are suffering too much. They work so hard but are dragged down by injuries. I just want more people to get better quickly."

Mr. Ning patted her on the shoulder: "How wonderful, keep this original intention."

"However, I still need to make up for my theory. I have obviously improved a lot during this period and am much better than at the beginning."

As she said that, Ning Zhong glanced at the books and bookmarks in front of her. Seeing that the bookmarked place was almost at the end, she turned around and searched in front of her desk before pulling out one of the books.

"After you finish reading that one, you can read this one again."

Yin Yin's smile froze slightly, and there was a bit of disbelief in her eyes.

A second ago, weren't they obviously still fishing and chatting together?

Isn’t the atmosphere of fishing and chatting good? Isn’t it relaxing and happy?

Yinyin swallowed a bitter taste in her heart, and with a sad smile on her face, she took the book, which was four times as thick as her mobile phone.

Woohoo, why does she feel like she is learning more and more of these things, and there is no day when she has never finished learning them!

Ning Zhong saw her pitiful look as if the sky was falling, a smile flashed in his eyes, he stood up and walked to the whiteboard, drinking tea while reading it carefully.

Lu Qingyin put down the thick book resignedly, then picked up the one she was reading, opened it and started reading slowly.

Tick ​​tock.

The autumn wind gently lifted the curtains and blew the pages of the books on the table. It blew gently past the two people who were sitting and standing, bringing silence to the room.

Lu Qingyin came over about half an hour early and chatted with Ning Zhong for more than ten minutes. The time soon reached three o'clock.

Recently, from three to five o'clock in the afternoon every day, they have concentrated discussion and study time. The research progress is so fast and the results are so good that the leaders are so excited that they even avoid this time period when organizing meetings.

The other four people also entered the conference room one after another.

When everyone arrived, Wang Yan turned on the projection.

He said: "We have now clearly studied the principle of spontaneous tremor of the needle, but the reason why it has such amazing curative effect is still unclear."

"I went to the hospital yesterday and did a test on the changes in blood components during the acupuncture period."

A set of data appeared on the projection, which was obviously the kind automatically generated by large medical equipment.

Lu Qingyin looked at it carefully.

A total of one hour before the injection, five minutes before the injection, five minutes after the injection, one hour after the injection, and 24 hours after the injection, data were retained.

After five minutes of acupuncture, the red blood cells increased from 1x1012/l before the acupuncture to 427x1012/l. The change in this set of data was the most obvious.

In addition, among the groups with different acupuncture time, hb (hemoglobin) and plt (platelets) of patients in the experimental group with longer acupuncture time increased significantly, and the longer the acupuncture time, the faster the increase.

Within one hour after the injection, all the data dropped significantly, but they did not drop to the original level. It was not until close to 24 hours that it dropped to the level one hour before the injection.

Lu Qingyin looked at the data above and listened to Wang Yan's explanation.

After analyzing all these data, Wang Yan concluded: "Judging from this set of data, within five minutes of acupuncture, the content of red blood cells and white blood cells in the blood changed significantly."

Lu Qingyin also looked carefully at the displayed sets of data.

She wrinkled her delicate brows and said doubtfully: "Although the changes in the data are indeed visible to the naked eye, changes in this ratio will gradually return to normal over a period of time, and this effect should not be achieved."

Before taking the exam, she spent every day's free time and afternoon seminar time studying. As she gradually progressed, she was still very sure of this simple knowledge.

Wang Yan smiled and said: "This change may indeed not achieve the effect of Jiuzhuan Tremor Needle, but we can use it as auxiliary evidence and add it to the paper."

……

As time passes, the tilt angle of the sun becomes larger and larger.

The projector projected everyone's experience and results, and everyone discussed and discussed together.

When I'm excited, I'll go to the whiteboard and the person teaching the mold. You write while I draw, and we keep arguing.

Often when they can't decide who will win or lose, both sides will turn their heads to Lu Qingyin.

"Qingyin, let's judge. Which one of us is right?"

He was stared at directly and with eager eyes from both sides.

Yinyin could only bite the bullet and try to use the newly acquired knowledge, combined with her understanding of the distribution of light elements in the human body and the natural direction of the power of light, to quickly analyze and then give a conclusion.

After a few more visits, she felt that she had integrated a lot of the knowledge she had learned.

More than an hour passed in a blink of an eye.

Finally, everyone sat back at the table.

I drank tea with a thirsty mouth and sorted out the harvest of the afternoon.

Lu Qingyin is also writing down her understanding and gains in her notebook. She also uses some mysterious small symbols to represent the power of light to remind herself to pay attention to this observation in the future.

As usual, this is the time to discuss current problems, and the direction and plans for tomorrow or next.

Unexpectedly, Wang Yan said in surprise: "I think we can almost start writing the paper."

The pen that was constantly dancing in Lu Qingyin's hand stopped.

"paper?"

Lu Qingyin was surprised, and she asked doubtfully: "Haven't we not found out the reason why the Nine-Turn Tremor Needle works?"

Everyone couldn't help laughing.

Seeing how she could be so casually shocked, Wang Yan said harshly:

"Who said that publishing a paper must be thorough and detailed? Proposing new discoveries, promoting new theorems, and proposing effective medical methods, or even making some improvements on the methods of predecessors, is also medicine. improvement."

The person next to Wang Yan also said:

"If a surgeon designs an exquisite surgical plan for a case and performs a wonderful operation, he can publish a paper directly on this operation."

Ning Zhong smiled and said: "Qingyin, you still underestimate the Jiuhuan Trembling Needle. We have basically mastered the method of use. It is replicable and can achieve obvious results. When it is published, we still don't know how to make a sensation. .”

Lu Qingyin was stunned when she saw everyone looking relaxed and even slightly amused.

She saw everyone working so hard and staying up late at night, with a desperate attitude, so she formed the idea that she must understand the principle of the effect.

What she thought was hard work turned out to be a carnival before everyone was liberated!

I'm so angry!

Before Lu Qingyin's angry expression showed, she heard Ning Zhong say: "Our data are all ready-made, and the methods, angles, and techniques of needle placement have also been summarized. Qingyin, you can start writing today. "

He added: "I will publish a few papers for you then, and you can learn how to write the format."

"When I graduated, I must have written a graduation thesis. I'll find the rules for you later."

"I will list down the confusion points and solutions I encountered while studying. Qingyin, please remember to spend more time on this part."

……

With a word from everyone, and a word from me, the general framework of the paper, key contents, sequence, etc. were all discussed immediately.

Yinyin only felt a strong wind passing by, and her whole body was in a mess.

When she came to her senses again, she had already returned to her physical therapy room with a large amount of information and data.

Yinyin was still in a daze. Writing a paper seemed a little different from what she imagined.

Put down her things and search online for "Content and Standards of Medical Papers"

The first is practicality.

Yinyin held her chin in thought, her little face full of seriousness, it must be practical!

The advanced nature, well, it must be advanced. It seems that the Nine-Turn Trembling Needle has been lost, and no one knows how to do it.

Replicability or repeatability can be said to be something that Mr. Ning, Teacher Wang and others have already learned. Although the effect is not as good as hers, it is still very good.

……

Yinyin looked along the way, with a complicated expression on her cute little face: "It doesn't seem to be particularly difficult."

If it looks like this, maybe her moxibustion method can also be popularized?

Lu Qingyin looked at the pot of pothos at hand.

He gently tapped a leaf: "What do you think?"

But she soon looked troubled again: "But it's so difficult. I read a lot of books and learned a lot of information just for the Nine-turn Trembling Needle."

This pot of pothos is growing very well, and the heart-shaped leaves are very cute and bright. They are all growing upward with great energy, making people feel full of life and very comfortable just looking at them.

If the flower shop lady had seen the pothos she sold grow into what it is today, she would have been amazed that she could not even grow such energetic and beautiful pothos.

While Yin Yin was thinking about the possibility of developing more methods in the future, she subconsciously spread a few rays of light power in her hand.

In this blink of an eye, Little Fatty jumped onto a leaf of green radish, then wrapped one of the power of light in one gulp, then wrapped it into his body and swallowed it.

Lu Qingyin saw that it was even snatching Luluo's food rations, so she grabbed the little fat man and held it in her hand.

The round little chubby mound had grown from the size of a broad bean to the size of a glutinous rice dumpling. Now, she had unknowingly fed it to the size of a beauty egg.

The size fits perfectly in the hand, and the touch is exceptionally soft and smooth, making it very comfortable in the hand.

Yinyin felt comfortable and happy holding it, but she pretended to be fierce and said:

"Before, I was eating secretly, but now I'm blatantly grabbing for food. Look how fat you've become! Do you believe I'm going to cut off your rations?"

The little chubby boy stopped moving, lying comfortably in the palm of his hand. If she hadn't felt its slightly happy mood, Lu Qingyin would have thought it had fallen asleep.

Yinyin spread her palms and tapped its little body: "Just focus on the present, don't you want any future food rations?"

Little Fatty turned a deaf ear and fell down happily. The whole dumpling was spread out into a piece of cake and lay in the palm of her hand. There was also a little bit of happiness.

Yinyin poked it, a dent appeared, and she was happy.

Poke again and there will be another dent, happy!

With bad intentions, she suddenly poured out a large amount of light power towards the flowers and plants in the treatment room.

Little Fatty immediately bounced from a piece of cake into a ball, and happily competed with the flowers and plants for all the power, one here, one there, so beautiful that it bubbled.

Seeing how happy she was, Yinyin couldn't help but laugh: "Okay, we'll talk about the future later, just be happy now."

The green plants all over the house seem to be more energetic, the colors are fresher, the body is more stretched, and the posture is more wanton and beautiful.

Yinyin walked to the table, faced a large pile of information, and started working hard.

The treatment room suddenly became quiet, and the surrounding potted plants breathed lightly, bringing a peaceful and natural atmosphere to the room.

Little Fatty also flew back slowly, squatting quietly on Yinyin's shoulders and hands, quietly accompanying his favorite elf.

After a long time, when he saw her not moving, he would jump up and down with his chubby body, jumping back and forth in front of her book and the water glass nearby to remind her to drink water.

Or squeeze it into Yinyin's palm, as if to say - give it a squeeze, get up and move.

a few days later.

Yinyin hugged the first draft that she had finally finished and seemed to have tears in her eyes: "Finally finished!"

Seeing the little fat man flying happily in front of her eyes, she reached out and grabbed it.

As if he had taken a sip of lemon, he said sourly: "Why have you gained weight again? I'm almost bald from writing my thesis!"

In the high-end VIP ward of a top private hospital.

A middle-aged man with blond hair and blue eyes, while giving Shen Lingci physical therapy with a medium-frequency electrotherapy device to prevent muscle atrophy, asked with excitement and curiosity: "Shen, did you really not go out for other treatments that day?"

Shen Lingci has been harassed by this question countless times. He explained helplessly: "Christine, your medical team has clear regulations. I will not knowingly violate the rules."

"Similarly, I also trust your medical skills very much. As a world-class surgeon, I think you should have this confidence."

Christine raised his dazzling blond hair and said with great confidence: "Of course, if I were not world-class, your father would not spend a lot of money to invite me and my medical team to come to China."

After saying that, Kristine glanced outside the ward door, approached Shen Lingci, and whispered:

"Shen, you know, I like your figure skating. Rather than money, I hope you can have the opportunity to return to the ice rink. Your recovery speed in the past few days is really much faster than before. You can't see it with the naked eye. out, but the data is still very obvious, but now there is a trend of slowing down."

Kristine lowered her voice: "The medical team stipulates that during the patient's treatment, no other doctors are allowed to treat patients. This is to ensure the dignity and value of the team, but I personally don't care. I hope you can return to the ice rink. .”

Shen Lingci also fell into memories, but after returning from the party, he always felt a little more relaxed than before when walking and doing reconstruction movements.

But since yesterday, that vague feeling seems to have completely disappeared.

He was a little confused, but he still said firmly: "Thank you, but I was really at a gathering of friends that day, and I didn't go to see anyone for treatment."

At this time, a course of treatment with the medium frequency electrotherapy device happened to be over, and Shen Lingci got out of bed and prepared to move around.

Kristine's face instantly drooped, and her blond hair seemed to have turned gray and no longer so dazzling.

He scratched his hair, looking sad, as if he couldn't figure it out.

"Then why exactly?"

"In the past few days, our entire team has reviewed your pre-operative condition, surgical plan, postoperative healing, various medications and other information, and we have not found the reason why your physical recovery data has increased significantly in the past few days. !”

Kristine looked crazy and plucked her golden hair into a chicken coop.

He looked forward to it: "Really not? Shen! We are friends!"

Shen Lingci said in a cold voice: "No."

Kristine was like a deflated balloon: "Okay, Shen, please rest, I will keep track of your physical condition at any time."

Before going out, he seemed to have remembered something, and turned around and said to Shen Lingci: "Shen, don't let my assistant know what I just said to you, otherwise she will definitely talk about me to death."

Shen Lingci said softly: "Yes."

Kristine walked out of the ward, looking at a thick stack of dense data in her hand, full of confusion. As she walked, she murmured: "Isn't this really unreasonable? If it is because of the effect of the medicine, why did it stop suddenly? What’s up?”

In the ward, Shen Lingci continued to perform rehabilitation movements and move his body, but the smile and the cheerful dimples appeared in his mind, which seemed to exude youthful vitality all the time.

But the next moment, he shook his head.

He might have been chatting too much with Lu Qingyin recently, so he kept thinking of her, but they only had physical contact a few times that day, so it was unlikely that they would break up at the first touch.

Lu Qingyin was slumped on the sofa at this moment.

It was as if his strength had been drained away.

Little Fatty, with his chubby white soft body, jumped up and down on her, as if to say - what's wrong with you, cheer up!

Yinyin stretched out her hand to hold the little chubby boy who was using her belly as a trampoline, and held it in front of her.

"You little heartless kid, do you know how hard it is to write a paper?"

Seeing the little chubby boy rubbing happily in her hand, seemingly enjoying it very much and having endless joy, Yin Yin became jealous, and Yin Yin felt unbalanced.

She wants to be happy too!

Yinyin sat up suddenly, and then prepared to watch Shen Lingci's figure skating video to regain her health.

But she was surprised to find that Weibo, which seemed to be unable to slide down no matter how hard it was scrolled, was actually an illusion. Nothing new came out after scrolling down!

Has she already watched all of Shen Lingci's short programs and free skates?

After searching around, I found that he had only skated for one Winter Olympics cycle after being promoted to the adult group.

He was born out of nowhere and became the brightest new star, winning three Grand Slam gold medals in one cycle.

So even if you include the programs before promotion, the total number is not too much.

She has really seen them all!

She rammed her head in the direction of Little Fatty, rushed into the sofa with him, and sank into Little Rabbit's pillow.

She almost sobbed: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu I'm so miserable, I can't even watch figure skating videos."

"Little Fatty, if you could speak, I would catch you and try to revise your paper!"

Maybe the movement was too big, and one of my hands didn’t pay attention. I clicked on Weibo and returned, and a beeping sound came over.

The little dumpling who was squashed in the pillow tried his best to hold up his stomach. Lu Qingyin felt the slight touch on her forehead and raised her head to look at the screen of her phone.

Why is it a figure skating competition?

Is this the big data that netizens call it?

In addition to following each other with athletes or watching Shen Lingci's figure skating videos, Yin, a little Internet addict who rarely visits Weibo, clicked on this link with a red forehead.

Soon, a lot of words that she didn't understand came from the video.

"It seems to be a live broadcast?"

Yinyin thought of the time Sister Muhan took her to see it before, and it felt a bit similar.

She clicked here and there on the screen, trying to see if there was an option to adjust the language.

"The last live broadcast Sister Muhan watched was all in Chinese. Why isn't this one?"

After searching for a long time, there were players appearing, but she couldn't find the switching option, so she had to look like this.

Players came on stage one by one, gliding, spinning, jumping, and seemed to have performed every action, but it was difficult for Yin Yin to feel like she was shining.

She could feel the heat of the fire, the wildness of the pirates, the majesty of the king...

But just joy and a touch of appreciation will not produce the kind of excitement that is almost reluctant to look away, for fear of missing a minute or a second, and almost screaming.

Maybe it was because I entered late and after watching five programs, the competition was over.

On the podium, stood a man with a bright smile. His face was very handsome, so gorgeous that it was almost eye-catching. His beautiful peach eyes were dotted with small delicate tear moles, which made him look even better when he smiled.

Yinyin thought about it, and she seemed to have seen his show just now. It was the first one she saw when she came in at one o'clock. It was indeed much prettier than the others, and he had some ability to win the championship.

Swipe left to exit the live broadcast.

The mobile interface has returned to Weibo.

Big data recommended a few more to her, and the one that caught her eye was the beautiful peach blossom eyes just now.

“Is big data so magical?”

But the surprise on her face hadn't dissipated yet, and her delicate brows were tightly knitted.

[I can’t fly out of the world of figure skating]:

"After Stewart Oswiddie left the field, before the game was over, he made a public statement on his personal social networking site: 'Unsatisfactory skills will cause serious injuries. As an excellent athlete, he will manage his body. It’s also part of the strength.’ (ps: translated by Baidu machine without any personal emotions)”

She couldn't help but click on the comment area below. It had only been less than ten minutes since the message was sent.

There are already many messages below.

"Is he still finished? Does Ling Ling have any grudge against him?"

"Of course I have a grudge against (Kutou). After I was promoted to the senior group, I was always grudged for not being able to win the gold medal."

"If you get the gold medal, you get the gold medal. It's not like you won't let others get the gold medal. Why do you say that? I don't understand his thinking. It's so obvious. I feel so uncomfortable watching it."

"I have taken psychology as an elective, so everyone got out of the way and let me do it! This is a typical manifestation of a guilty conscience! He himself felt that if Ling Ling participated, he would definitely not win the gold medal. Maybe he had already imagined in his mind that many fans said that he was not good enough for the gold medal. Big, that’s why I emphasize that this is also part of strength!!!”

"Good guy, the more I emphasize it, the more guilty I feel. I originally thought I was overthinking it."

"When will Ling Ling come out to compete? Or someone else can win the gold medal. Anyone can do it, especially him. How can there be such a person?"

Lu Qingyin was so angry when she saw the news above!

But when I saw the last post, I suddenly woke up and quickly switched back to Shen Lingci's Weibo. As expected, there were already many urging voices.

Most of the comments that were originally filled with concern and concern seemed to have become a little anxious, and the meaning of urging became more obvious.

Lu Qingyin thought of the mottled spots on Shen Lingci's body when they met at the party that day, especially the Achilles tendon of his right ankle and the inner part of his left knee.

She quickly left a comment on the first hot comment

"I think everyone should calm down. This will put a lot of pressure on Shen Lingci. If he competes without recovering from his injury, what will happen to his future career?"

But it didn’t seem to attract much attention. Some fans responded to her:

"There was a video last time. Ling Ling is almost fine. She went to a gathering among athletes and she can move freely. Don't worry about it. He's seriously injured, okay?"

Just when she was about to reply, there was a knock on the door.

Boom boom boom!

Feeling guilty about being caught, Yinyin logged out of Weibo in a second and turned off her phone.

"Enter."

Wang Yan opened the door and came in: "Manager Qu has something to ask us for. Have you read the news? Come up together."

Lu Qingyin put her phone away and ran over quickly.

The two of them walked up together, and Yinyin asked: "What does Director Qu want from us?"

After this period of research together, Wang Yan no longer had the solemn and majestic attitude towards Lu Qingyin before. He smiled slightly and said, "It's probably a good thing."

Yinyin felt relieved when she heard that it was a good thing.

Wang Yan asked again: "How is the revision of the paper going? After the revision this time, there should be no problem and you can submit it directly."

Yinyin felt guilty and her opponent said: "Hurry up, hurry up."

Seeing that she was approaching Qu Sui's office, she quickly quickened her pace and rushed in with three strokes.

Seeing her rabbit-like speed, Wang Yan couldn't help laughing for a moment.

When Lu Qingyin came in, she saw that the five people who were studying the Nine-Turn Trembling Needle were here.

With a gentle smile on her face, Qu Sui turned around and got her a bottle of milk out of habit.

Six people were sitting on the sofa, five of them had tea in front of them, and one of them had milk in front of them, which stood out.

Qu Sui also smiled gently and said: "I heard that you have basically finished writing your thesis, and you have almost finished your research on Jiu Zhuan Trembling Needle."

Just as Yinyin took a sip, she noticed that there was no sound around her.

So she raised her head and smiled sweetly: "Yes, it's almost over. After the paper is sent out, everyone will be able to learn the Nine-Turn Tremor Needle."

Her tone was relaxed and expectant, as if she was yearning for the day in the future when everything would end.

Qu Sui asked: "What do you think of the nine-turn trembling needle that everyone has learned?"

Yinyin gave a thumbs up without hesitation and said with a bright smile: "They are all great. Now I can give the athletes acupuncture."

The milk level is warm and sweet, while the tea level is bitter and unsettling.

"Although we know how to do it, our performance is still unstable. Sometimes we can't capture the details of the needle, so the time for the needle to tremble is basically cut in half."

"Yes, the effect is still there. When it is good, it is about the same as Lu Qingyin. When it is bad, it may only be half of the effect. I guess I still need to accumulate more experience."

Lu Qingyin was stunned. Although she usually made mistakes, everyone was not so bad, right?

Qu Sui laughed when he heard this and said: "Looking at it this way, studying by reading papers is still not as good as on-site teaching. After all, you can't learn 100% even if you observe on-site teaching."

"I came to you today because I mainly want to open a training course. Since the National Track and Field Championships, many brother units have come to us and said they want to borrow people or observe and learn. There is still a lot of pressure on my side."

"Let's take this opportunity to conduct a lecture and training session on nine-turn trembling needles, which can better help athletes from various provinces return to competitive form."

Lu Qingyin felt that it made sense and nodded while drinking milk.

Then I heard Qu Sui say: "Since everyone has no objections, I will report it to the higher ups. Qingyin, you are the strongest, you will be the main speaker, and all the teachers will be teaching assistants, so that more people can learn, and everyone will is that OK?"

"no problem."

"Okay, I just want to take this opportunity to learn it systematically again."

A series of replies came.

Yinyin was so frightened that she dropped her straw.

she?

Presenter?

Team doctors from each province?

Long live! !

It's a bit difficult for her to be in a one-on-five situation, how can she hold up against a one-on-one situation?

She disagrees! !

But she couldn't say this, and she couldn't say it.

She was the one who said before that she wanted more people to learn acupuncture, but now she says she doesn't want to teach it, which is not good either.

She whispered: "I can be a teaching assistant and let Teacher Ning or Teacher Wang be the speaker?"

Before Qu Sui could speak, Ning Zhong and Wang Yan refused at the same time: "No, no, we are still half-experienced, how can we go up and mislead others? It's better for you, Qing Yin, to speak up."

Ning Zhong said to Lu Qingyin: "Don't worry, you can do it. We will all be there when the time comes."

Lu Qingyin looked at the extremely trusting eyes of everyone, and tears burst out from her heart.

The elf is unhappy.

The elf is going bald.

After the paper was finally submitted.

Lu Qingyin started frantically preparing lessons again.

From a series of lists given by Qu Sui, she chose the familiar name Jin Jize and two others as her teaching subjects.

Lu Qingyin undergoes physical therapy, looks up information, prepares lessons, looks up information, studies like crazy...

News of the Qingshan Provincial Sports Bureau’s training also spread to various provincial teams.

Many people were excited.

Christine also received the news.

He went to Shen Lingci excitedly: "Hi, Shen, I have a Chinese friend who invited me to a medical sharing meeting."

The blonde hair seemed to be filled with enthusiasm and excitement:

"From his description, this treatment method is very helpful for your disease, and there have been many successful cases. It's the provincial team you met with before. Do you want to go and see it with me?"