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As soon as I got back to the dormitory, I quickly took the wooden box off the bookshelf and solemnly opened it. The scent of the wooden box is soothing. I suspect that this medical book is contained in such a wooden box, which has a special meaning. Reading requires a peaceful state of mind. The fragrance of this wooden box can calm the mind, and naturally people can quickly enter the state of reading.

I didn't want to spend too much time pondering this, so I carefully took out the medical book. Instead of turning the pages immediately, I plunged the Yin God into the book and searched for the thoughts attached to it. As I expected. Such an ancient book must have pure thoughts attached to it. Especially for this kind of manuscript book, the person who left this medical book must have put a lot of energy into this book, a high degree of concentration and spiritual sustenance, and naturally left extremely pure thoughts in the book.

You must know that this medical book is used as a medium to pass on medical skills, and the person who wrote the book was so attentive when writing this book. Moreover, each generation of people who receive the inheritance will also leave extremely pure thoughts when they learn the art of medicine in this book. These thoughts brought together the medical experience of their doctors. For me, a lazy person, it is natural to digest these thoughts rather than slowly grasp the content of the book from the book. This is the benefit of cultivators like us. Many people think that cultivators have the magical power of never forgetting and touching the same way, but they don't know that like me, when the cultivation reaches the level of one time, they can digest their thoughts and learn the knowledge in the book instantly. Of course, other cultivators are not able to digest thoughts. This issue has not been verified by me.

Ascending to the Yin God stage, I was able to digest these thoughts much faster than before. Moreover, this medical book is the inheritance book of Professor Qi's family, and not many people have read this book. Although the thoughts left on it are pure, there are not many of them. Fortunately, because it is a book of inheritance, the Qi family has always kept it extremely carefully. The thoughts in the book are barely erased. All of them have been preserved. Nor was the book written by one person. Rather, it has been continuously revised and supplemented by the relatives from generation to generation. The content is extremely informative,

After absorbing these thoughts, reading this medical book again is like reading a diary written by yourself. Especially in some of these cases, the treatment process was reproduced in my mind. I know the value of such an experience.

For several days in a row, I didn't go to the library. I read that thick medical book in my dorm every day. A medical book encompasses the experience of several generations of doctors in the Qi family. My understanding of TCM is also deeper than before. The reason why Chinese medicine has slipped to this point today is not the fault of Chinese medicine. It is the severance of cultural inheritance. Traditional Chinese medicine is built on a long cultural heritage. The cultural inheritance is unsustainable, and traditional Chinese medicine naturally loses the soil for survival. How can a tree without soil thrive? It can survive to this day. It's all because of the solid foundation of Chinese medicine. Selling Yetian from generation to generation is not distressed, even if the foundation of traditional Chinese medicine is thick, how can it withstand such a squander?

At this point, I can understand Professor Qi's feelings. Have the intention to kill the enemy. Unable to return to the sky. Even though he tried his best to hold up the banner of Chinese medicine. But how can he compete with the menacing Western medicine alone?

I was so immersed in the medical book that I almost forgot that the festival had begun. Each faculty takes turns to hold various cultural and artistic activities. The festival is an annual event of the University of Medicine, and the school and its faculties attach great importance to it.

The school has a good relationship with the provincial orchestra and invites them to perform at the school every year. The provincial orchestra has put down the so-called artist shelf over the years. They are no longer limited to performing on the stage of the provincial theater, but are trying to cooperate with various institutions and schools to send art to various units. Therefore, they are also very happy to come and participate in an art festival like the Medical University.

But an artist will always have an artist's feelings. Although I put down my body to perform at the Medical University, there will be some contempt for a while. This is especially true when students from the Medical University share the stage with them. Students at the University of Medicine can clearly feel the contempt of these artists.

Although the students in the art troupe are already at the highest level of medical university. But no matter how amateur it is, compared with the professional level of the provincial orchestra, there is naturally a huge gap. Zhang Lixian, as the head of the regiment, naturally has to bear the greatest pressure. Her personal experience is also the most direct and real.

I joined the troupe that day, and after attending a gala, I never showed up in the troupe again. Recently, even the performance in the dormitory has been temporarily suspended. The cultural program in our dormitory building suddenly became a lot more monotonous. I can only hear the bath song that comes from the bathroom every afternoon.

Yang Lingyun came over every day, but when she saw me concentrating on reading the medical book, she sat in our dormitory for a while and then went back by herself. Other classmates were too embarrassed to disturb me. After all, as a student, learning is the first task. And my book was given by Professor Qi, and it looks very advanced at first glance. It was entirely handwritten in traditional characters, but I read it as quickly as I read a novel. They looked at me with admiration in their eyes.

Zhang Lixian couldn't sit still, so she ran to our bedroom in person. It just so happened that I also went through this medical book, and I can put an end to it for the time being.

"Huang Jingyang, Huang Daxia! You can really sit still! Our art troupe has been messed up these days. The provincial orchestra is coming soon, and you're still sitting in your dorm room reading all day long. Not prepared at all. In this state, how can you give the proud artists of the provincial orchestra a disgrace? I tell you, if you don't value them, they won't ignore you. Zhang Lixian said.

"How is it possible, they don't know me. What's more, they are artists from the Provincial Art Troupe. How can you think of me as a college student?"

"Normally, they wouldn't have taken a college student seriously. But there are thousands of precautions, and it is difficult to prevent thieves. Du Shenwei has a relative in the vocal orchestra, and at this time of year, he volunteers to contact the provincial orchestra. You don't know what he is like. He certainly doesn't want to see you hello. We will definitely tell the provincial orchestra about your situation, and we will also reveal our plans. As soon as Zhang Lixian said this, I understood.

This Du Shenwei is also a very strange person, he wants to chase Yang Lingyun, but others don't have a good impression of him, and they even put resentment on me. And to be so hypocritical. can still be the deputy head of the school art troupe, and he is still the head of the art troupe. I guess I'm also a very good person in front of the teacher.

"I'm at this level anyway, even if I practice every day. If they are ready, they will prepare. "I don't really care, compared to a few ordinary people, if I still have no faith at all, what kind of cultivation can I talk about?

"Why aren't you in a hurry? They must have prepared the guqin as well, your guqin is amazing, and they will definitely come to the master of guqin performance to beat you. Maybe I'll have to play the guitar with you. They will even use other instruments that you don't know to hit you completely. If you lose, our carefully prepared counterattack will be a complete failure. Zhang Lixian said worriedly.

"Don't worry. The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth. I said calmly.

The evening of the art troupe and the provincial orchestra has become the most popular one of the art festivals of the Medical University. As early as a few days before the party, tickets for the party were in high demand at the medical university. This one is not easy to get. The distribution of tickets is fixed, with a portion on the faculty part, a portion on the student council side, and then each department gets a certain share. Finally, the art troupe has its own part. But the total number of tickets is so many, and the total number of students in the school is so large. It can't all fit into the auditorium. The TV in the classroom will be broadcast live. But where will there be such a good effect on the spot when watching the live broadcast?

Before the party even started, the atmosphere of the party had already begun to brew. The discussion on the BBS of the Medical University for this evening was also extremely enthusiastic. Most people think that my guqin level is absolutely at the top level among students, but compared to the professional level, it is still not enough.

And there are a certain number of people who think that those who don't think of me have not really listened to my performance. So greatly underestimated my level. They think that my level is no longer measurable, and if there is a master pianist in this world, I should be counted as one.

"Huang Jingyang, look, you are now a big star of the Medical University. It's you every day on BBS right now. Someone else posted a recording of your performance that day on BBS. It's so handsome. I don't know what these people think in their hearts. What kind of artists are those people in the provincial orchestra in name, but in fact, most of them are not students who have graduated from music schools? If they really have great ability, they will still be in the provincial orchestra? Why don't they go to concerts? But this time they knew in advance that there was such a master as you, and they should have sent a guqin master over. You still have to be careful. Fan Zhilong brought the notebook over and showed me the contents on it.

"Be careful of the fart! At Huang Jingyang's level, it is useless for the provincial orchestra to come casually. This time, Du Shenwei is going to shoot himself in the foot. is also preparing to attack Huang Jingyang, isn't this clearly leaning over for Huang Jingyang to beat? If the provincial orchestra really does this, they will be cheated by Du Shenwei. Isn't this just for Huang Jingyang to smash their signboards? If it is known that they lost to a college student in the medical university, who will invite them to perform in the provincial orchestra in the future?" Li Chaoyong smiled disdainfully. (To be continued.) )