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Fang Mo didn't continue to ink with Qiao Ziqian now, and turned around and entered the Chinese Medical Hall.

The door of Yang Tianci's Nan Pharmacy is open, but there are no patients inside.

Goatee was wearing a white robe and was sitting cross-legged on the rocking chair in Nanjing Pharmacy.

Not to mention, if his current posture wasn't a bit unsightly, and the old man also wore sunglasses on his face, it would slightly ruin the atmosphere.

Coupled with this antique courtyard, it can really give people a sense of Taoism and immortality.

"Hey, our Doctor Yang is having a good time today, and he even wears sunglasses to bask in the sun."

"Don't sit here and bask in the sun, I'm here..."

Fang Mo made a noise as soon as he came in.

Yang Tianci took off his sunglasses and glanced at him with lowered eyes. He glanced at the hourglass in the center of the room and said calmly;

"What time did you promise yesterday? What time is it now that you came?"

Fang Mo still felt a little guilty and coughed;

"Didn't this happen to me this morning? I swear, I will never be late from tomorrow on. Don't be angry, Doctor Yang. You are already your age."

"If you get angry, if you accidentally make me angry to death, I will be guilty."

When Yang Tianci heard this, he blew his beard and stared, knowing that this kid couldn't spit out ivory from his mouth.

"so rude!"

Others have no sense of time and are absolutely frightened when they are late. Fang Mo acted like he owed him something.

But he had to ask for help. After all, he had to count on Fang Mo to help him participate in the medical exchange competition.

Yang Tianci didn't bother to argue with the young man.

"Come here, let's practice acupuncture today!"

"Acupuncture?"

Fang Mo raised his eyebrows;

"Among the Zen medical skills I inherited, my best is acupuncture."

"There are nine kinds of acupuncture techniques that Ye Jiuzhou boasts about in that thing. Do I need to learn acupuncture?"

Fang Mo originally thought that the learning content assigned to him by Yang Tianci would be related to massage and cupping, which he was best at.

Although there are quite a few of these things in the memories inherited from the Zen sect, Fang Mo has not fully digested them.

And this is not the most important method of practicing Zen medicine.

Fang Mo was still thinking that Yang Tianci would teach something different.

Who knew he wanted to teach himself acupuncture?

As soon as these words came out, Doctor Yang sneered upon hearing the words;

"Your use of Jiugong Huanyang yesterday was a complete mess. If it weren't for the medical notes and experiences of the old Zen sect medical magician in your mind, you might have been stabbed to death by Jin Xiyu."

"It's more likely that the other person won't be able to resist you and will die in your hands if you send him here."

"You haven't even figured out how to return the Yang to the Nine Palaces, how dare you say that you know the art of acupuncture?"

"Would you like to have some face? Come here quickly..."

Hearing this, Fang Mo shrugged indifferently.

Doctor Yang Shen is a great master in the medical field. If he says he doesn’t understand, then I don’t understand.

However, he was still a little unconvinced and wanted to see where his Jiugong Huanyang was used.

Obviously, if he hadn't breathed a sigh of relief to Jin Xiyu yesterday, this kid would have died in the car.

Yang Tianci actually talked nonsense about the acupuncture technique that he was proud of.

Fang Mo wanted to see what Yang Tianci could come up with to convince him.

The moment he walked into Nan Pharmacy, he was completely stunned.

I saw three silicone mannequins in the ward, with various acupuncture points clearly marked on them.

However, each mannequin has a different body shape, some are fat, some are thin, and some are short.

"What are you doing!"

Yang Tianci pointed at the three mannequins;

"Which one of these three mannequins do you think Jin Xiyu's figure is most similar to?"

"Well……"

Fang Mo was stunned for a moment and carefully recalled the process of acupuncture on Jin Xiyu yesterday.

He replied without thinking.

"The second one, the one who looks thinner, Jin Xiyu's figure can't be said to be burly, the tall fat man, and the short model can be screened out."

Who knew that as soon as he finished speaking, Yang Tianci sneered;

"fart!"

"You are being told that you don't make any sense. Are you still not convinced?"

"Is this your judgment, Fang Mo? It seems that after inheriting the Zen medical skills, you have not made any progress at all."

The next moment, Doctor Yang pointed directly at the shortest mannequin;

"Kim Hee-woo's figure is actually similar to this model."

what! ?

Fang Mo has a head as big as two.

Isn’t this simply referring to a deer as a horse?

"What the hell? Jin Xiyu is still 1.8 meters tall. How can he be so thin?"

"Are you dazzled? Or do you want to give me a blow and deliberately bully me?"

Yang Tianci rolled his eyes at him and said lightly;

"shallow!"

"Traditional Chinese medicine takes the path of inner mediocrity, rather than judging a person's figure superficially."

"I even marked the locations of the acupuncture points on these three models. A person's figure should be judged based on the skeleton. People of the same height but different sizes have different skeletons, so there will be a certain degree of deviation in the location of the acupuncture points."

"Although Kim Hee-woo is tall and tall, his frame is thin and his actual acupuncture points should correspond to that of this short silicone model."

"When you performed the acupuncture yesterday, there were certain problems with the landing points of the third and sixth needles of Jiugong Huanyang."

"If it weren't for luck that Jin Xiyu's acupuncture points were stabbed by you, you would have killed people."

"If you are not convinced, you might as well close your eyes and insert the needle according to the figures of these three models to see if your Jiugong Huanyang can still accurately penetrate the corresponding acupuncture points."

Fang Mo was stunned for a moment, but this time he didn't talk back, and took two steps forward with a frown.

He took out the silver needle from his pocket and closed his eyes.

Yang Tianci had already pushed the tallest model to Fang Mo.

The young man took a deep breath.

"Phew! Just try it."

Based on the picture he just saw in his mind, he inserted the first needle in his hand.

Whoosh!

Yang Tianci sighed slightly beside him;

"The tail vertebra is three points off."

Fang Mo's eyelids twitched and his expression trembled.

Instead of pretending to open his eyes, he adjusted his condition and stabbed out the needle again.

"The Tianmen is half an inch deeper."

For the next seven needles, every time Fang Mo dropped the needle, Yang Tianci would sigh.

When Fang Mo's nine needles fell and he opened them, he was surprised to find that, as expected, the placement points of his nine needles were slightly different from the acupuncture points marked by Yang Tianci on the silicone mannequin.

The roots of his ears were red, his cheeks felt hot, and his face looked ugly;

"Maybe it was an accident..."

"Then come again!"

Yang Tianci brought another mannequin.

Fang Mo followed the same method, and another nine needles fell.

Yang Tianci did not speak this time, but kept sighing.

The next time Fang Mo opened his eyes, he was equally astonished to find that there was still something wrong with the placement of his nine needles.

The most outrageous thing was that the silver needle that was supposed to be at the Gongchi point was inserted directly into another nearby point.

His pupils suddenly constricted.

Yang Tianci glanced at Fang Mo with a playful expression;

"You said you were dissatisfied with a bottle, but the bottle was half full. Are you convinced now?"

Fang Mo opened his mouth to refute, but finally suppressed the unconvinced feeling in his heart, like a deflated ball, and nodded dejectedly.

"Impressed!"

He understood that each of these models had clearly marked the corresponding acupuncture points for themselves in advance.

As a result, with his eyes closed, Fang Mo could stab himself in the wrong place.

The most exaggerated thing is that the needle at Gongchi point was inserted in the wrong position.

If there was really a patient in front of him, the consequences of Fang Mo's wrong injection would be that it simply wouldn't work.

Instead, it is likely to cause the patient's qi and blood to flow back and surge after the first few injections, and eventually kill the patient.

"The acupuncture methods of traditional Chinese medicine are very mysterious. Each needle and each acupuncture method must be adjusted differently when encountering different patients."

"People of the same body type have different depths of acupuncture points due to different skeleton sizes, different eating habits, and even different muscle densities."

"If you think you can only master one form of moves, you can use them all over the world."

"That's a little too naive."

Doctor Yang said calmly;

"Different people, the same acupuncture point, when inserting the needle, the depth of penetration required is also different."

"Once there is a deviation, not only will it not bring any effect to the patient's treatment, it may even lead to the death of the patient because of a small mistake."

Yang Tianci glanced at Fang Mo, whose face was alternately green and red;

"Do you know your problem now?"

"Doctors must not be arrogant or arrogant, otherwise they will be irresponsible to patients. The so-called medical ethics are not only reflected in the treatment of patients, but also in the face of different difficult diseases and different patients. Whether they can be treated in a short time Judgment within the treatment plan to suit the situation."

"The criterion that determines a good doctor is not the level of medical skills, but whether a person is willing to keep making further progress and improve his skills."

Fang Mo nodded with a red face. He hadn't looked so ashamed for a long time.

But today, Divine Doctor Yang taught Fang Mo a good lesson with facts, completely making him understand how far he still was from becoming a true Chinese medicine doctor.

When Yang Tianci saw the young man's expression, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly unconsciously.

The purpose of his first lesson today was to rub off Fang Mo's energy.

Only by letting him understand his shortcomings can this kid calm down and practice in an honest and obedient way.

Just two weeks, whether it is long or short, if Fang Mo devotes all his energy to the practice of medical skills.

With his unique inheritance in the mysterious jade pendant, he may not be able to become a miracle doctor.

The next moment, Fang Mo adjusted his mentality, took a deep breath and said;

"Doctor Yang, I know I made a mistake, let's start over!"

There was a certain look of determination in his eyes, which made Yang Tianci slightly surprised and at the same time a little relieved.

This kid's ability to adjust his mentality is not weak.

He chuckled lightly and pushed the three mannequins in front of Fang Mo;

"Within three days, I want you to thoroughly master the application ability of Jiugong Huanyang when dealing with different patients."

"In three days, you will go out for a consultation on behalf of Nan Pharmacy to test your practice in the past three days. Do you have confidence?"

Fang Mo squinted his eyes, his dark pupils a bit darker;

"You can give it a try."

"but……"

After saying this, Fang Mo thought for a moment, then made a digression and said;

"Did Doctor Yang notice that there seems to be something wrong with a group of patients queuing up outside today? According to my observation, those people clearly have no symptoms of illness and are quite full of energy."

"Yet they are mingling among the patients one by one. What are they here for?"

Hearing this, Yang Tianci stroked his goatee, narrowed his eyes and said;

"I discovered it a long time ago. It's probably a guy sent by the people from Sakurajima across the street. They probably want to inquire and find out the level of our Chinese Medical Hall."

"Oh, it's just a bunch of kids."

"Don't worry about them for the time being. These guys are not acting as monsters, so we don't need to worry about them."

Fang Mo frowned when he heard this.

It seems that Doctor Yang has also discovered it!

He raised his eyebrows at the guy who had just criticized him at the gate.

Probably someone from the Blood Medical Hall?

These Sakurajima people failed to cause trouble yesterday, so what are they trying to do here today?