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The Liu Family Medical Center is not big, and the medicinal materials inside are similar to those of the Ji Family Medical Center. There are more types, but the price is also approachable. Similar medicinal materials and medicinal effects provide the possibility of replacing prescriptions, and also allow students to Doctors who have a slight headache can easily get confused.

Qi Peng started late and was still in the stage of learning medicinal materials. Ji Qingzhi asked him to do some chores such as disposing of medicinal materials for the Liu Family Medical Center. Learn the one-two method.

This is not considered to be stealing, the processing methods of the basic medicinal materials are similar, if there must be a difference, it may be a matter of slicing or cutting.

Ji Mo followed Ji Qingzhi to see the expressions of the patients who stepped into the hospital. He just inspected them. When he was in front of people, Ji Qingzhi didn't say anything. When he was resting at night, he would ask Ji Mo one by one what he thought of these people. "Hope" what happened.

When Ji Mo said something about Zi Chou Yinmao, Ji Qingzhi corrected the biased parts, and at the same time told how he saw it. This is the guidance of experience.

Ji Mo listened very carefully, and his professional knowledge also increased little by little. The medical skills are really complicated. Inspection is one of the four diagnostic methods, and the four diagnostic methods are not the whole of medical skills. Mystic wishes Art is an unavoidable item.

"The ancestors of my Ji family were doctors, and most of what I learned was the skills of doctors..." Ji Qingzhi seemed to have countless emotions when talking about his ancestors. This is the first time Ji Qingzhi has heard Ji Qingzhi say "doctor" when he is so old. The term "doctor" and "doctor" mean the same thing, but the titles are different, so people still have a lot of thoughts, why not a doctor?

What is the reason why the system recognizes "physician"?

It can't be better for the word "teacher".

With doubts, he listened to Ji Qingzhi tell Ji Mo the origin of this doctor.

The imperial physician is divided into four departments, physician, acupuncturist, masseur, and cursing master.Just listening to the name, the first three seem to be easy to understand, only the last one is guessing, what kind of Forbidden Master is this?Could it be that there is a forbidden curse that can destroy the world?

After Ji Qingzhi's explanation, he realized that except for the doctor's meaning, the latter three were somewhat different from what he thought.

First of all, the acupuncture master. In Ji Mo's understanding, the acupuncture master is of course not in charge of needles and threads, but in piercing acupoints with golden needles, dredging meridians and so on. Golden needles, that is, acupuncture and moxibustion can only assist the treatment of chronic diseases, including the effect of physical therapy, and can be shared with ordinary massage and massage, but in fact, acupuncture and moxibustion can directly treat diseases.

Golden needles to remove paralysis and golden needles to pull out miasma are still within the normal understanding range. When the magical skills of the thirteen needles of the ghost gate are used to directly use golden needles to treat mental diseases, Ji Mo's eyes are already full of splendor Lian Lian, even a little embarrassing, why isn't he a needle master?

Compared with such miraculous skills, a doctor who can gradually improve himself by relying on experience is too mediocre.

Isn't that the doctor?Isn't it Chinese medicine?It seems as if there is no such thing in modern times, but it is too rare for golden needles to treat mental illness.

Seemingly seeing Ji Mo's eyes salivating, Ji Qingzhi said: "The method of acupuncture masters is something that very people can learn..."

There were not too many derogatory meanings in his words, but there was also some dislike. When Ji Mo rolled his eyes, he thought, could it be that his own father once wanted to learn, but he was rejected and didn't get started at all?This kind of imagination is quite decompressing. Along the way, Ji Mo has also encountered the embarrassment of being locked out of the door. If Ji Qingzhi also experienced this, it is no wonder that he does not have a good impression of the acupuncturist.

Of course, reverie is just reverie and cannot be confused with reality.

Ji Mo's eyes were clear and straight, and he quickly figured out that since the system defines "doctor" as a task, that means in this world, Ji Qingzhi in front of him is the highest-level doctor. The level is not something the system can appreciate, so no screening is done.

Take one line in one world, and take the number one line in one line. This kind of compulsion to only be top-notch makes Ji Mo feel a little proud. To be the No. 1 disciple, isn't one person under one person and above ten thousand?

There is no way that this person above ten thousand people can leave a work that will last for thousands of years, and it really hits on that little vanity.

"Dad, don't worry, I know which end is important."

Ji Mo hurriedly responded, promising not to distract him, and brought the topic back, "How about the next two subjects? The masseur, is it for health care?"

Muscles and bones are uncomfortable, just press it, not to cure the disease, but to keep in good health.

"What health care-don't make random arrangements."

Ji Qingzhi reprimanded softly, stopped Ji Mo's conjecture that was close to modern times, and continued to explain, "Massage, those who are injured and fallen, correct it."

Oh, got it, bruises, orthopedics!

Ji Mo quickly realized what this masseuse does, and it's somewhat boring when he understands it. How should I put it?This kind of orthopedics is specifically listed as a department. Under the constraints of ancient times, surgery was not possible, and all that could be done was dislocations and splints.

It seemed that Ji Mo was not very interested, Ji Qingzhi was afraid that he would misunderstand the difficulty again, so he explained the most famous willow branch bone grafting method among masseuses.

"Willow branches and bones?"

Ji Mo was surprised. Is this the literal meaning he understood?

"Take the broken bone as the foundation, and take the willow branch to continue it."

What Ji Qingzhi said was simple, and Ji Mo was even more surprised when he heard it. Isn't this, isn't this just an orthopedic surgery?The broken bones are spliced, or willow branches... wait, do you put the broken bones together, and then put on the splint, the splint is willow, or the willow branches are wrapped?

In order not to cause misunderstanding, Ji Mo asked hesitantly. When he thought about it, cutting the flesh would damage the blood vessels and nerves, not to mention the internal tendons. In this ancient environment, sterility could not be guaranteed, and Blood transfusion cannot be guaranteed, so why do such orthopedic surgery!

Replacing a piece of bone is considered orthopedic surgery!

Ji Qingzhi looked at Ji Mo with the eyes of a fool, and made sure that he didn't ask such a question on purpose, so he made it more specific under his verification, that is, the bone was broken, take out the broken bone, and then Willow branches replace the broken bones, and then connect the front and rear bones, which is such a bone joint.

"It's really like this, how is this done?"

Isn't this just surgery?

Even though Ji Mo has never seen what modern surgery is like, some things are already common sense, such as this type of surgery. He dares to say that some modern orthopedic surgeries are also done in the same way in such situations. Mostly, it is not willow branches that are used to set bones, but bone substitutes made of other materials.

He had always thought that the so-called surgery was mainly a representative of Western medicine, but now it seems that Chinese medicine also covers such items. Thinking about Hua Tuo who dared to try craniotomy in ancient times, well, it might be him The understanding of Chinese medicine has always been too narrow.

A feeling of enlightenment made Ji Mo want to know how the so-called willow branch bone grafting method is done. Ji Qingzhi patted him on the forehead, "I haven't learned it clearly yet, so I just think about it? Don't be greedy." Insufficient, go to sleep, and continue to study tomorrow."

"Daddy, don't rush to sleep, you haven't finished talking yet, so what about the cursing master?"

Ji Mo refused to close his eyes, his head was full of energy, the drowsiness from soaking his feet before was long gone, and he couldn't rest on his pillow because of the thoughts in his mind, he grabbed Ji Qingzhi's arm, unable to twist it, but disturbed He can't sleep.

"Okay, okay, there's nothing to say about the curse master, it's just a person who has been uprooted and made a strong one, and it's beyond the knowledge of people."

Ji Qingzhi said helplessly, raised his arms, pushed Ji Mo down on the bed, and forced him to close his eyes, "Go to sleep, I won't be able to wake up tomorrow."

"One sentence, the last sentence, I'll just ask..."

Ji Mo kept his eyes closed and muttered, and finally let him ask clearly. This Curse Imprisoner is a bit like a witch, like what Zhuyou thirteen subjects, and it overlaps with the acupuncture master. , just don't use golden needles, but use other methods.

Those seem to be full of superstition thoughts, the feeling of gods and ghosts, this kind of disease that can be cured... Ji Mo suddenly thought of fire, the fire light that was lit in the visualization during Wu Zhu's time, and the pair of leaning arms. Bright eyes looking through the window.

Suddenly quieted down, lying on the pillow, there was no sound for a long time.

Xu thought that Ji Mo had fallen asleep, but Ji Qingzhi tucked him in the quilt and fell asleep too.

After a night of chaotic dreams, when he woke up in the morning, Ji Mo was woken up again by Ji Qingzhi, he called out "Father" in a daze, put on his clothes indiscriminately, and went to wash his face.

After putting a handful of cold water on his face, Ji Mo became much more awake. Ji Mo turned his head and saw Ji Qingzhi was about to heat the water in his basin, "How many times have I told you not to wash your face with cold water, I always refuse to listen..."

After being pressed down, he washed his face with warm water again, and Ji Mo muttered: "A man, what is cold water for washing..."

"Qi and blood are stimulated, is it good again?" Ji Qingzhi asked him back, leaving Ji Mo speechless, well, it's good to wash your face with warm water, everyone knows that.

He puts the most emphasis on health preservation on weekdays, and he knew it at first.

After a small episode, the three of them had breakfast and went to the clinic together. On the way, Qi Peng hesitated for a long time before asking Ji Mo, "Senior brother, how long are we going to stay here?"

This question was actually asked of Ji Qingzhi.

Ji Mo stared directly at him, Ji Qingzhi frowned slightly, "Why?"

Qi Peng waved his hands in a panic, not daring to look at Ji Qingzhi, he didn't know what idea came up in his mind, anyway, he didn't dare to say anything, Ji Mo saw this, and pulled Ji Qingzhi's clothes, "Could it be that junior brother wants to stay here forever?"

"No, no, no." Qi Peng panicked, but his eyes were a little dodgy.

Ji Qingzhi didn't talk to him any more, and Ji Mo didn't ask any more. Anyway, he knew it when he arrived at the medical clinic. Sure enough, when Ji Qingzhi asked a little, Doctor Liu said that this was a joke. He performed well in the medical hall. Although he is Ji Qingzhi's disciple, he has not learned much. Some people in the Liu family medical hall joked that if they let him stay here as an apprentice, he can learn from him now. Qi Peng I don't know what to think, but when he asked like that, he was obviously moved.

It's a pity, it's just a joke, the Liu Family Medical Center is not short of manpower at the moment.

"That's it, that's all." Ji Qingzhi didn't say anything after knowing it, but Qi Peng at the side understood it, and knelt down to Ji Qingzhi that night to admit his mistake.