Chapter 791: The Transformation of the Medical Book
"Sister, maybe there is really a way to cure your illness here!" Zhou Tianyu's heart fluctuated, "Let's see what books are available." ”
Zhou Qingman nodded.
"Sister, medicine, this is medicine!"
Zhou Tianyu's face turned red, "Sister, come and take a look, maybe it will work." ”
"Look at what excites you, do you usually know it?" Zhou Qingman shook his head with a smile, and then said: "Okay, you go to watch the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, I'll take a look here." ”
"Uh-huh, good!"
Zhou Tianyu nodded hurriedly, but he said in distress: "Why are these medical skills so expensive, the lowest level is low-grade, I would have stolen it if I knew it...... Ahem, I'm here with a Heaven-level martial art!"
As long as it works, I'll go and get the Heavenly Rank Martial Arts tomorrow!
Zhou Tianyu secretly thought in his heart, but he opened the Romance of the Three Kingdoms and quickly sank into it.
Zhou Qingman walked slowly among the medical classes, and she found that the number of medical books was not large, and most of them were basic, such as the introduction to traditional Chinese medicine, herbal medicine identification, and learning books such as looking, smelling, asking, and cutting.
The high-level medical books are ridiculously expensive, "The Green Capsule Sutra", "Compendium of Materia Medica", "The Yellow Emperor's Neijing", etc. are all above the heavenly level, and even "The Divine Chapter of the King of Medicine", "The Theory of the Pulse", "The Meridian Acupuncture Sutra" and other medical books need to be above the holy level!
Middle-grade books on the ground level, it seems that you can really only look at the introductory medical books, I have to say that the price of this library is indeed outrageous!
For ordinary sects, mortal-level martial arts don't matter, but in the end, above the ground level, they can be regarded as barely able to get their hands on martial arts, and the heavenly rank and the holy rank can be said to be the finale martial arts, if there is this god-level martial art, then needless to say, it is definitely an existence that can cause chaos in the world!
It's a shame that this store dares to offer such a high price.
After walking around, her eyes were slightly fixed, and she finally picked up a copy - "Treatise on Typhoid Fever".
This book should be good, just in the middle of the ground level.
She found a place to sit down and began to flip through it.
Typhoid fever is a common term for the disease that the ancients suscepted to the outside world, and it is not a special name for a certain disease. The ancients often regarded the cause of disease as the pathogen, and cold is not just what is said in modern times, but a general term for all diseases caused by external evils.
Although Zhou Qingman is a congenital disease, his physique is extremely poor, and he coughs up blood at every turn, but he is also a kind of cold.
The first volume of the opening chapter talks about the "pulse identification method" and the "flat pulse method", which mainly discusses the pulse, syndrome and prognosis of typhoid fever and miscellaneous diseases.
The second volume is a general discussion of the occurrence, development, treatment, and prognosis of various cases, as well as the symptoms and treatment of dampness.
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Seeing this, Zhou Qingman fell into a trance.
The so-called long-term illness becomes a good doctor, she has been tortured by illness since she was a child, looking for doctors everywhere, and even seeking various alchemy masters, but she can't get rid of her disease at all, plus she has nothing to do, read countless books, during which she thinks she also knows something about medicine.
However, at this time, she instantly felt her insignificance, whether it was the diagnosis and treatment of the disease, or the case of the disease, she knew too little and too little.
She felt like an ignorant girl, frantically absorbing the knowledge from the book.
It was as if an old man was whispering in her ear, explaining to her.
In the eyes of outsiders, there was indeed an old man who appeared beside her, surrounding her, frowning and constantly looking, sometimes shaking his head, sometimes whispering, and looking like he was meditating.
"This, this is ......"
Zhou Tianyu naturally paid attention to his sister's condition from time to time, and he saw with his own eyes that the old man floated out of the book, like a soul body, surrounding his sister, as if he was helping her with medical treatment.
Moreover, the old man occasionally tapped his sister's back or brain a few times, and with his tap, his sister's face was obviously much more rosy, and she didn't cough at all!
Since childhood, his sister's face has always been pale and ruddy.
There is salvation, there is salvation!
He was so excited that he burst into tears, rushed over without saying a word, and knelt in front of the illusory old man with a "poof", "Divine doctor senior, you have superb medical skills, please save my sister, my Great Zhou royal family, I am grateful!"
The old man didn't seem to hear what he said, and still surrounded Zhou Qingman by himself, his body was in a state of nothingness, and he passed directly through Zhou Tianyu's body.
"En, Tianyu, what's wrong with you, why are you kneeling here?"
His such a big movement naturally alarmed Zhou Qingman, who slowly came back to his senses from the book and looked at him.
As she stopped, the old man's phantom slowly dissipated.
"Senior, senior......" Zhou Tianyu suddenly became anxious, stood up and looked around.
"What's going on?" Zhou Qingman frowned and looked at him.
Zhou Tianyu immediately said what he had just seen.
"You mean...... There's an old-timer treating me?" Zhou Qingman pondered.
Zhou Tianyu nodded wildly, "Yes, sister, your face is much more ruddy, how do you feel now?"
"It's really much better...... Zhou Qingman nodded, and then said thoughtfully: "When I read the book, I feel that someone is talking, as if the person in the book came out to teach me personally, and I also have a little understanding of my own illness......
"Book! Yes, it must be a book!" Zhou Tianyu trembled with excitement, and blamed himself: "It's all my fault, I interrupted my sister's reading, continue to read, that senior will definitely come out again!"
He retreated, no longer intending to read, but paying attention to his sister's condition from time to time.
Finally, as Zhou Qingman sank, the old man floated out of the book again and surrounded Zhou Qingman.
Sure enough, it's a book!
He no longer doubted the magic of this bookstore, and then, he looked nervously at the phantom, and looked out of the bookstore from time to time, although it was impossible for anyone to come to this bookstore, he was still afraid that someone would disturb his sister.
Ten hours passed slowly, the sky was getting dark, and Zhou Tianyu and Zhou Qingman's books were automatically closed and returned to the shelves.
Zhou Tianyu was ready to renew without thinking about it.
"Today's business hours have arrived, please come back. Su Yu's faint voice sounded, and he directly suppressed his thoughts.
"It's a pity!"
Zhou Tianyu sighed faintly, then looked at his sister's obviously improved face, a smile appeared on his face, and said, "Sister, your improvement is much better." ”
"The books in this bookstore are extraordinary, the cold is gone, and I am still a little warm, and I can now open some pharmacies to keep my condition under control a little. Zhou Qingman also smiled.
"Really, that's great! What medicine do you need, go back immediately and let people prepare!" Zhou Tianyu has never been so excited since he was a child, like a child.
Zhou Qingman nodded, raised his eyes and looked at the bookshelf, "It's a pity that this book is only a local class after all, and it is still basic, I don't know what the more advanced ones are......"
(End of chapter)