my past life simulator

Chapter 297 296 [Explosive proficiency]

After three hours, after flipping through the book, I can recite the whole text in full, so my photographic memory never forgets it!

Moreover, there is also a self-taught superb medical skills.

"No.30 page five, line six. Memorize all the way to No.40 nine pages, line No.12."

"Periodic episodes of chills, fever, sweating, anemia, and splenomegaly."

Ten minutes later, after He Zhao finished reciting, he took a sip from his teacup and moistened his throat.

"genius!"

What can Fan Zhong say?
When he was studying medicine with his master, he only read "On Miscellaneous Diseases" for five or six days before he became familiar with it.It took about half a year to recite the full text verbatim.

Nothing else, there are not only many intractable diseases, but also prevention, mitigation, treatment, etc., which are really hard to remember.There may be only a few hundred words for a disease, but to understand it thoroughly, it may take thousands of words to translate it into vernacular.

The fact that he was a scumbag made his medical career miserable.

If he had known, he would have studied hard.

"Master, I want to sit down and practice medicine." What is the purpose of the other party's apprenticeship, isn't it just a lot of proficiency.

"Um"

After a long silence, Lao Fan said slowly.

"Zhao'er, just memorize "On Miscellaneous Diseases" and you won't be able to see a doctor right away. Then you can read "On Materia Medica" and "On Poisonous Weeds", two medical books by heart."

"I've memorized "On Materia Medica" a long time ago, but I haven't heard of "On Poisonous Weeds". I don't know, is "Poison Sticker" possible?" The surname He put down his teacup and asked for advice.

"puff--"

After speaking, Master Fan picked up the cup and was about to take a sip of tea, but the water he just drank was all sprayed out.

"What did you say? "Poison Patch"?"

No, that thing is a banned book that is clearly prohibited by the Moon Kingdom!

Why are you looking at it?
"I went to the black market earlier and bought it from a small bookstall." He had no choice but to explain to his master's strange eyes.

Got it!
Not to mention a mere copy of "Poison Sticker", the black market even sells poison that seals the throat when it sees blood.

Next, recite the full texts of "Materia Medica" and "Poison Paste" one by one, spending a total of two and a half hours.

"Well, very solid."

Needless to say, "Materia Medica", anyone who studies medicine and medical skills must read it thoroughly.The second book is that doctors are human beings, and human beings naturally have curiosity.

"Starting tomorrow, you will study with this old man. Some minor illnesses will be healed by you, and I will watch you by the side. When I think you can do it, you can sit in the hall and treat your illnesses alone. Come on!"

Fan Zhong called out to the door, and two servants walked in from outside.

"Take Zhao'er to the guest room to rest, and tell the kitchen to cook more meals tomorrow morning. About. About 30 people, I would rather cook more than less."

"Yes, sir."

The two servants responded, and then led He Zhao away, resting in the front room.

The room was larger than his thatched cottage in Qingshan Village, and just one bedroom was comparable to the combined area of ​​their house.

Lying on the soft bed, I began to check the information prompts that popped up one after another not long ago.

[Would you like to store 2 points of proficiency (proficiency)? 】

【whether】

"Yes."

After memorizing "Materia Medica", it popped up.

I just recited it all the time with full concentration, and ignored it and stored it.

[Would you like to store 1 points of proficiency (proficiency)? 】

【whether】

"Yes."

"Poison Post" is only half an hour shorter than "Materia Medica", so why only 1 point?
Even 1.5 points is fine!
[Proficiency: 856 (rough knowledge), 35 (proficiency), 15 (minor success)]

"sleep."

At this time, it was eleven o'clock at night.

Fan Zhong was alone, carrying a lantern, to the ancestral hall where his master's tablet was placed.

"Master, uncle, aunt, master, ancestor."

He knelt respectfully and kowtowed to more than a dozen tablets on the altar one by one.

"Today, I accepted a very gifted disciple. The "On Miscellaneous Diseases" that has caused us headaches countless times can be memorized after just reading it once."

"Compared with others, I feel like a waste. At the same time, I am very pleased that I finally have a decent successor who can continue to carry forward the line."

"woooooo"

As he spoke, he burst into tears.

Lao Fan didn't go back to his room to sleep all night, instead he spent the night rambling in the ancestral hall.

If the masters, uncles, ancestors, etc. of the tablets are alive in the sky, they will definitely rush out and give him a few big mouths. Can you not disturb our rest?

Uneasy when alive, and occasionally harassed after death.

The old man confides all night, taking advantage of the dawn, he sneaks back to the house.

The next day, He Zhao's biological clock woke him up.

Under the service of the servants, I finished dressing and washing.

On the way to the lobby, I overheard chatting among several servants.

"I heard from Xiaochun that the ancestral hall seemed to be in trouble last night!"

"What? Impossible."

"Hey, can I lie to you? It is said that when she went to the bathroom in the middle of the night, she heard intermittent crying. Xiaochun has always been courageous, so she rushed over following the sound. It turned out that the crying came from the ancestral hall."

Then he didn't listen, it's impossible to make trouble!
If the large-scale simulation scene is weird, according to the urination of the simulator, dirty things will come to the door within a few days, and someone will be given GAME OVER in one breath.

So, he dared to swear to God, he was definitely not cheating!

This is just a simulation scene that focuses on martial arts.

Arriving at the lobby, Fan Zhong sat on the main seat with a slightly tired face, and pointed to the left hand side, indicating to eat.

As for Fan Yan, whose eyes are above the top, it may be because of yesterday's anger, which has not dissipated until now, and there is no sign of her inside.

"After eating, let's go to Yuzhitang and start your first practice of medicine. With your talent, it probably won't take more than ten years. As a teacher, I can live for the rest of my life and pass Yuzhitang to you."

"???"

The servant who served the master and apprentice for dinner almost popped his eyes when he heard the words.

What!
Such a big signboard, passed on to apprentices?
"I'm going to put up a sign myself."

How could a teenage boy not have any arrogance in his heart.

Fan Zhong just smiled at this.

"Okay, I am optimistic about you as a teacher."

Lao Fan's idea is very simple, after the apprentice leaves the teacher and accepts the real beating, he will naturally come back obediently and inherit Yuzhitang's signature.

There are many people with good medical skills, why are they not famous?

If you want to set up a signboard, you have to ask your colleagues if they are willing!

For example, if a sect wants to open a gymnasium in Sichun City to teach boxing, it needs to nod from local martial arts such as Xingyi, Liuhe, and Qingshan.

Otherwise, unless you are capable of breaking through a city by yourself.

Otherwise, go back wherever you came from.

Under the stunned eyes of the servants, He Zhao finished the breakfast for more than [-] people in one go.

Afterwards, the master and apprentice left the house and rushed to the medicine hall.

Early in the morning, few people came to see a doctor to buy medicine, so they could only sit bored behind the counter and read medical books.

"Tap Tap"

Outside the door, footsteps sounded.

'It sounds more calm and powerful than ordinary people, could it be that he is a practicing family? '

The famous ruthless man with sharp eyes and ears put down his medical books and looked up.

"Master, do you want to buy medicine or see a doctor?"

"see a doctor."

The sound of the man talking with the patient came, and the next second, two people walked into the hall one after the other.

"what?"

The person who came was none other than Liuhemen senior brother whom I had met a few days ago.

The other party's breath was long, his face was rosy, and his steps were strong, he didn't seem to be sick.

"Ahem, go and do your work first."

Zhou Hong said to the human being who was leading the way, the man understood immediately after hearing it, and he didn't want too many people to know about the illness of the visitor.

"Understood, I understand."

Brother Liuhemen, looking at the guy's expression that I can understand, showed a pain in the ass.

You know a hammer!
"Mr. Fan, I am famous."

The surname Zhou clasped his fists and saluted respectfully.

"Say."

When Lao Fan uttered a word, his whole body was full of aloofness.

"This"

Zhou Hong looked at He Zhao at the counter, hesitant to speak several times.

"It's okay, he is the old man's apprentice. Besides, no matter what disease you suffer from, in my eyes, you are just a sick person, no different from other people."

After hesitating for a long time, he finally nodded.

"I went to paint a boat recently, and I always felt that I couldn't do what I wanted. Other brothers could last for half an hour, but I couldn't even last for a quarter of an hour. As soon as I went in, I vented after a few strokes."

"."

No wonder he looked confused, it turned out to be Zao. Keke.

"Come here, I'll give you the pulse."

Brother Liuhemen hastily stretched out his hand. Before he came, he had found several so-called famous medical experts and spent a lot of money on medicine.

As a result, forget it if it’s useless, and the time is even shorter!

He was so angry that he once wanted to destroy the doctor's medical office, but he swallowed his breath when he thought that this move would offend the medical practitioners in the whole Sichun City, and that no one would see him in the future.

When you come to Yuzhitang, you can only say that you have the mentality of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

Whether he succeeds or fails, he is mentally prepared.

"Well, it's simple. It's about prescribing a few medicines, but there is one thing, taking medicine requires abstinence. If you don't hold back, all previous efforts will be wasted and you will have to start all over again."

"Really?! All right, all right, Mr. Fan, I'm sure I can bear it. But first ask, how long does it take to abstain from sex?" Zhou Hong stared at his big eyes, as if I could be saved.

Lao Fan didn't speak, but stretched out a finger.

"one day?"

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"One month?"

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"No way, one year!!"

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"Puff-"

Zhou Hong sat on a chair and abstained from sexual intercourse for a year. He was a little uncertain whether he could bear it.

"Cough cough."

He Zhao coughed, and the two turned their heads to look at each other.

"Master, I have a solution. There is no need for abstinence, but people will be weak for half a month."

"What?!" X2.

The two showed incredible expressions. Fan Zhong felt that Ai was talking too much.Zhou Hong was not the same, he only felt that the other party was his savior.

There is no hair on the mouth, so you can't do things well?
Just kidding, Mr. Fan, who is well-known in Sichun City, can accept ordinary people as apprentices!

"Little Mister, save me!"

Brother Liuhemen held He's arm with both hands across the counter.

If it weren't for the presence in the middle, he would have knelt down.

"Let's agree in advance that I can help you cure it. It doesn't matter whether it will be cured or not, but it will be weak for fifteen days. During this period, you can't compete with others. If you have money, you can drink a bowl of ginseng soup every day. If you don't have money, you can buy more yams." You can also eat."

"Fifteen days of weakness, compared with a year of abstinence, I will of course choose you. As for fighting fiercely, I, Zhou, always value peace and never like conflicts with others."

"."

Before you speak, can you show some face?
At first, there was a door in front of the restaurant, but it was very arrogant.

"Go behind the screen, take off your clothes and lie on the bed."

Zhou Hong heard the words and ran in without saying a word.

After a while, a voice came from behind the screen.

"Sir, it's all right."

"Teacher, are you sure?"

Fan Zhong asked with concern, he didn't want his apprentice to fail in the first consultation.

Years ago, when I treated a disease for the first time, I was almost put to death, which severely damaged my self-confidence.

"Don't worry, Master. Don't forget, I have a set of acupuncture methods passed down in my family."

Besides, as I said earlier, it may not be cured.

After saying that, he turned and walked into the screen.

Spread out the needle sac and pull out the needles one by one.

"Gudong-"

Zhou Hong has never been as nervous as he is today. He is not afraid of swords, but he is afraid of the needles in the hands of doctors.

"Brush brush"

Flicking with both hands, a dozen needles were inserted into large acupoints all over the body.

"Shenshu, Taixi, Guanyuan, and Sanyinjiao, I know. But the other places, Taichong, Xiahe, Sanli, and Neiguan, are related to the internal organs, so what does that mean?"

Mr. Fan stroked his chin, lost in thought.

"Naqi Injection Needle Sutra"!
Intake of Qi is also the same as intake of air. In general, good luck works in two ways. If you use Qi in your hands, you would rather die, and the mysterious truth is in your hands.

Zhou Hong, who was lying on the bed, only felt a burning hot air surging in his body.

"Comfortable."

The whole body is warm, especially the waist is so hot that it almost makes people groan.

He couldn't help sighing in his heart, he deserved to be accepted as a disciple by Mr. Fan.

As soon as he made a move, his knowledge increased.

'His anger is several times greater than Liu Liu's.Could it be that the Qi of martial arts practitioners is extraordinarily strong? '

Others couldn't sense it, but He Zhao could clearly sense the qi flowing through Zhou Hong's body because of the acupuncture meridian.

"interesting."

Qi is an invisible substance that cannot be captured by ordinary people.But it is closely related to people and maintains the operation of the human body.That aspect is powerless. From the outside, there is nothing wrong with it. It must be that there is something wrong with the kidneys inside.

So, simply point directly to get stronger.

Qi will be consumed, once it is consumed too much, it will fall into weakness, and it needs to rest for a period of time to replenish it.

As for success or not, it is not in someone's consideration.

"Take a nap, and when you wake up, you'll almost be cured. Remember what I said, don't try to fight bravely, otherwise, next time, let alone your strength, you won't even be able to stand up."

"Don't worry, don't worry. I will definitely do what you say, Mr. Xiao!"

Senior Brother Liuhemen vowed that it was related to his life's sexual happiness, so he would be obedient and obedient.

One old and one young came out from behind the screen and continued flipping through books in boredom.

At noon, a message prompted to refresh the screen.

[Would you like to save 50 points of proficiency (small success)? 】

【whether】

[Would you like to store 50 points of proficiency (proficiency)? 】

【whether】

"Xiao Cheng and Proficiency, each gave 50 points? '

Andrology, a lot to do!
(End of this chapter)