"Who?"

"It's the classmate who suffered from stomach cancer some time ago!"

"Oh, why did he come back? Shouldn't he be in the hospital?"

"I heard that his illness has recovered and he is back to class!"

"it, it's really fake, stomach cancer is cured, chemotherapy, surgery?"

"I don't know, it's said that I just checked out the early stage of stomach cancer before, and I donated money two days ago, how did I cure it so quickly?

"Yes, you know, where was it treated, although it was early, but it wasn't so fast?"

"This classmate's life is really good, I hope to take this as an opportunity to learn medical skills in the future and save more people. ”

In an instant, the news spread throughout the canteen, and it spread outward rapidly.

In the lively cafeteria, dense students sat around the dining table in pairs and discussions.

Look at it from afar.

Most of the people's faces showed a look of surprise.

Although there is a precedent for curing that terminal disease, everyone is studying medicine and understands how difficult it is to cure that disease.

How is Mr. Mo?

Hearing everyone's conversation, Fang Qiu was also secretly surprised, and immediately smiled.

Okay, good.

Although I didn't do much, what could be better than being cured of a person's illness!

"How the hell was it cured?"

A classmate at the next table asked the classmate who broke the news.

Zhu Benzheng, Zhou Xiaotian, and Sun Hao all pricked up their ears and listened to the surrounding discussions while picking up rice.

They were also curious about how the classmate they donated money had been cured.

That's too fast, right?

I heard that it has only been checked out for a month, so that's good?

Under the repeated questioning of many classmates, the student lowered his voice and mysteriously: "It is said that it was saved by a Chinese medicine doctor in our school!"

"Our school? really fake? There are such powerful people in our school?"

", if it's true, see who dares to say that Chinese medicine is not good, I'll slap him in the face!"

"Tell me quickly, which teacher or professor cured the disease?"

The students at the same table were very excited and continued to ask.

"It is said that the doctor was wearing a mask at the time, but judging from his figure and appearance, he was a middle-aged man, and he was still holding a letter of introduction from our school, otherwise who would dare to let him treat Mo Yiqi. ”

Speaking of this, the student paused slightly, and then continued: "No one expected that this mysterious person who didn't even reveal his appearance actually cured Mo Yiqi's illness. ”

Hear the words.

The students were stunned for a moment, and then shook their heads.

In the beginning.

When they heard that the doctor was wearing a mask, everyone thought that a mysterious person had made a move, but when they heard it, it turned out to be a middle-aged man.

Since he is middle-aged, he has nothing to do with the mysterious person.

"What's that doctor's name, you know?"

One asked curiously.

Everyone immediately looked at the student who broke the news.

"I don't know. ”

The whistleblower smiled bitterly and said, "If I knew, I would have gone to apprenticeship a long time ago, and it would be your turn?"

"It can't be the legendary Xu Miaolin Teacher Xu, right?"

At this time, a classmate suddenly said.

Everyone was stunned.

Suddenly it felt like it was very possible.

Only this person can be so powerful, right?

Xu Miaolin?

A gleam flashed in Fang Qiu's eyes.

Did it appear, since it appeared, he couldn't let it go.

Find an opportunity to ask from Mr. Qiao Mu who the school has given a letter of introduction, or ask Mo Yiqi about the other party's appearance, so that it is easier to find.

Either way, this person is what he must find!

"It can't really be the rumored Xu Miaolin, right?"

Sun Hao asked curiously in a low voice.

"It's very possible, and only my master and his old man can be so powerful!"

Zhou Xiaotian said with an affirmative face.

Sun Hao glanced at Zhou Xiaotian with great disdain, and said, "You haven't seen anyone before, so you licked your face as an apprentice, do people know who you are?"

"We can't get along!"

Zhou Xiaotian snorted and said.

"Let's eat quickly, there are classes in the afternoon, so take a break after eating. ”

Fang Qiu said.

Hearing this, the two hurriedly picked up the rice.

The four of them quickly finished eating, left the cafeteria, and returned to the dormitory for a lunch break.

Afternoon.

After class.

Fang Qiu held the book he borrowed and walked to the library, ready to return the book.

Arriving at the borrowing room, he stopped suddenly.

Turning his head to look, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the familiar librarian was back.

Still sitting in the same position, but looking very tired.

This moment.

Countless images flashed quickly in Fangthalam's mind.

Quickly connect a few things together.

There is a mysterious Chinese medicine master Xu Miaolin hidden in the school.

Xu Miaolin is proficient in traditional Chinese medicine.

Librarians have amazing memories.

Mo Yiqi had stomach cancer.

The librarian disappeared for a few days and was nowhere to be found.

Mo Yiqi recovered from his illness today and came back.

The librarian happened to be back today, looking tired.

And the most important thing is that the day before the librarian disappeared, he told him that a classmate surnamed Mo Di had stomach cancer.

And the next day, I asked for a strange leave!

It's all strung together.

Fang Qiu's eyes suddenly brightened!

The librarian is Xu Miaolin!

Without saying a word, Fang Qiu strode directly to the table, staring at the librarian with his eyes.

The librarian was very puzzled by Fang Qiu's eyes.

What's wrong with this?

"You are Teacher Xu Miaolin?"

Fang Qiu said word by word, "Mo Yiqi's illness was cured by you, and you disappeared to see him for a few days, right?"

After speaking, he stared closely at the librarian's expression.

Don't miss the slightest clue.

The librarian was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then smiled slightly, put down the book in his hand, and said, "The apprentice's initiative is good. ”

Rumble!

Fang Qiu's whole body was shocked, and his face was full of smiles.

Admit it!

The librarian confessed!

Although he did not directly answer Fang Qiu's question.

But this sentence, this expression is clearly an acknowledgement.

The answer is already obvious.

The librarian in front of him is Xu Miaolin.

It is the Chinese medicine equipment that was once known as a new star in the Chinese medicine industry and was recognized by the Chinese medicine community, but disappeared because of a mistake that had nothing to do with him!

It's the mysterious person on the campus forum, in the famous post of the apprentice, super recommended!

"Wonderful hands and benevolence, apricot forest spring warmth. ”

Looking at Xu Miaolin, Fang Qiu whispered.

Maybe the person in front of him can cure the old man's illness?

He is good at general medicine and has unpredictable medical skills, which is the last person he knows who may cure the old man's disease.

Fang Qiu didn't say a word.

There was a gleam in his eyes.

The whole body was shocked, and the breath of the whole person changed suddenly!

If it was a master on the side, he would definitely notice that Fang Qiu's aura at this time was definitely the aura of extremely serious internal injuries.

Back then, when he first ascended to the Grandmaster Realm, he personally inspected the old man's body, and he knew very well the chaotic aura in the old man's body.

That's what he's imitating now.

The purpose is to let Xu Miaolin see if he can be cured!

"Teacher Xu. ”

Fang Qiu stepped forward and asked, "Can you please help me see if this disease can be cured?"

After speaking, he stretched out his right hand and put it on the counter.

Xu Miaolin looked at Fang Qiu in surprise.

The few times he met before, he could feel that this student was full of energy.

Is there still a hidden disease?

didn't refuse, he directly reached out to Fang Qiu to check his pulse.

This......

As soon as he came into contact with Fang Qiu's pulse, Xu Miaolin couldn't help but be stunned.

Then his brow furrowed tighter and tighter.

"Give me your left hand. ”

After finishing the veins in his right hand, Xu Miaolin said to Fang Qiu.

The lungs, spleen, stomach and stomach of the right hand, and the heart, liver and kidney of the left hand.

Fang Qiu immediately reached over with his left hand.

The more Xu Miaolin was frightened, the more frightened he became.

His brows furrowed, and he thought about something.

A minute later, I sighed.

"I've never seen anything like you. Your breath and pulse are very chaotic, and your internal organs are damaged to varying degrees, not because of yin and yang, but because of organic damage. ”

Xu Miaolin glanced at Fang Qiu with deep sympathy.

What is it that makes a person so badly hurt?

What surprised him the most was that with such a serious injury, he should have been mentally exhausted a long time ago, but the little guy in front of him seemed to be fine, which made him amazing.

"No wonder, you worked so hard to read medical books, it turned out that you were seriously ill!"

Looking at Fang Qiu, Xu Miaolin sighed with emotion.

"Can you cure this disease?"

Fang Qiu hurriedly asked.

This question is important to him.

Under Fang Qiu's gaze, Xu Miaolin shook his head with a sigh.

"Teacher Xu, you are proficient in all aspects of Chinese medicine, can't you treat it?"

Fang Qiu lost his temper for the first time, and his face was ashen.

When it comes to relatives, the grandmaster's state of mind is inevitably out of shape.

Xu Miaolin's move was tantamount to a slap in the face for him.

It's not just that Xu Miaolin can't cure the master's illness.

All the more because he can't see hope!

Because with his current situation, he is desperately studying Chinese medicine, and if he wants to learn Xu Miaolin's level, he doesn't know how long it will take.

But now Xu Miaolin's level can't even cure the old man, doesn't that mean that he will spend a long time doing useless work!

Is there really no way to cure the old man's illness?

"The general practice doesn't mean anything. ”

Xu Miaolin sighed bitterly and said: "I have learned too much, although I can carry out comprehensive treatment and comprehensive treatment of a disease, but compared with those who are really proficient in one subject, there is still a big gap in that specific subject, and it is a bit too much to say that I am proficient in all subjects." ”

"So, is there any hope for salvation, or do you know someone who can cure this disease?"

Fang Qiu asked unrelentingly.

"Yes!"

Xu Miaolin pondered for a while, looked at Fang Qiu and said, "But this hope is very small, your disease, relying on any method of Chinese medicine alone is absolutely not enough, if you want to cure it, you must gather many methods to treat it together." ”

"But as far as I know, there is no one in the current Chinese medicine industry who can do it. ”

"Even though I know all about all subjects, I can't do it. ”

"Unless ......"

Speaking of this, Xu Miaolin paused, sighed and said, "It is only possible to gather the top experts in various sects and various treatment methods in the Chinese medicine world for a comprehensive consultation." ”

"But, how is this possible?"

Xu Miaolin immediately denied his idea.

"Why can't it be?"

Fang Qiu's aura changed instantly, and when he saw hope, his whole person became scrappy and asked, "Where are these masters?"

The originally cold heart once again grasped a glimmer of hope.

As long as there is a glimmer of hope, he will never give up.

No matter what method he uses, even if he uses his life phase shoes, he must invite all these masters to treat the old man!

"It's hard to find!"

Xu Miao said, "Among them, some of them are drifting all over the world, and their traces are difficult to find, some are protected by the state, and some have become full-time doctors at the top of the state, which is equivalent to the imperial doctors in ancient times. ”

"Although these masters have descendants. ”

"However, the level of their descendants and disciples is obviously not yet at their own level. ”

As he spoke, a hint of regret appeared in his eyes looking at Fang Qiu.

He didn't know that Fang Qiu wasn't sick.

In his opinion, it is a pity that such a promising student who loves Chinese medicine should suffer from such pain!

He pondered for a long time, and finally revealed a big secret in the world of Chinese medicine.

But they met every five years for 10 days and sat down to talk. ”