Chapter 119 Master-apprentice Agreement

Originally, Fan Wubing was too lazy to pay attention to the old man, so where did he have the time to learn acupuncture? Besides, given his current situation, what if he learns acupuncture? Do you still have to go to the world to save the world?

So Fan Wubing shook his head and shook his way to the old man, "I have always been kind and ruthless. I have to blame myself for several days if I step on an ant to death. I am afraid I don't have the courage to stab someone with a needle. If I stab someone, then I'm causing trouble for myself."

Although Fan Wubing does not reject traditional Chinese medicine and has some understanding of the magic of acupuncture, he is a little timid when he thinks of inserting a long silver needle into someone else's body. In order to practice, he has systematically understood the theory of human meridians, and has studied the theory of Yin and Yang and Five Elements for a while. He has a deep understanding of the internal organs and skulls, but this does not mean that he is willing to use others as experimental subjects to stab them.

When the old man saw that Fan Wubing was unwilling to learn acupuncture from him, he couldn't help but feel a little regretful, "You have only a lot of skills, and it's a waste not to learn medicine. Many problems that are difficult for us can easily resolve in your hands. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. You are less than twenty years old now. If you study medicine, think about how much merit you can accumulate in this life?"

When talking about the word "merit", Fan Wubing was about to curl his lips and smiled it, but suddenly thought of his rebirth and couldn't help but shut his mouth in embarrassment, thinking that this matter is really a bit strange, or is there really a master in the dark?

How can Fan Wubing hide his expression changes from the old Chinese doctor? As a doctor, he must master the four basic skills of watching, listening, asking and touching. The methods of observing words and expressions are not inferior to those of others. So he said, "If you don't have any skills, it's hard to guarantee that you will be useful at any time."

Fan Wubing was a little hesitant. Seeing that the old man was really a little trick, but acupuncture could not be learned in a while. Do you really want to waste time on this? But when you turned your head and saw Feng Ping, you saw her looking at him pitifully, but didn't speak. Although Feng Mao was not as enthusiastic as his sister Feng Ping, he was always hopeful.

As a result, Fan Wubing was a little embarrassed and refused the old man's proposal, so he asked, "Can you learn it within a month? I want to only perform acupuncture on Feng Mao's injuries, and I won't learn anything else."

The old man thought to himself that you are snobbish and don’t learn anything useless? But he naturally had a way to deal with Fan Wubing, so he said with a smile, “Haha, the acupuncture technique is not very complicated. A smart person can learn it in half a month. The Buddha has only been seven days since he realized the truth. A talent as outstanding as you is probably enough for three days!”

Fan Wubing's face suddenly turned red and he thought to himself that the old man was making a joke.

"Cough cough--" Fan Wubing asked after coughing, "Do you need to become a disciple?"

The old man looked at Fan Wubing carefully for a while and smiled, "Well, it's okay to worship or not. It depends on whether you have a heart or not. The formal things are all false, and I have never paid much attention to it."

Fan Wubing and the old man were fighting each other here, and they were more scheming, but the dean who was with him was a little scratching his head. When he heard that Fan Wubing had a little no intention of becoming a disciple, he almost rushed up to become a disciple for him.

It turns out that this old Chinese doctor is not a doctor at Panshi People's Hospital, but a passerby expert. He was invited to treat here for three days. As for his name, he is quite famous in the entire Chinese medicine industry.

If a doctor who can get some advice from him will benefit a lot like a sudden enlightenment, let alone be taught by himself. Some of the old man's personal disciples are senior experts and scholars from major hospitals at this time. In recent decades, they have long stopped teaching disciples. Today, they want to open the mountain gate for the first time, but they meet Fan Wubing, a guy who doesn't know the depth. It's really a pity!

However, the dean also knew Fan Wubing's identity and knew that he was Fan Heng's son, so he didn't have to worry about these livelihoods. There were rumors that Mr. Fan was very good at making money, and was very good at it, and he was even more awesome than his mayor Fan Heng. Naturally, he looked down on thankless things like practicing medicine, so he did not forcefully persuade him.

If it were someone else, the dean would have pressed his head to force him to give the honor to his master.

"Okay--" Fan Wubing said after thinking for a while, "I don't know your background, nor do you know my qualifications. Our father and I both looked at each other in the dark, so I won't be too busy getting a disciple first, so I will find that you are an academic liar and want to fight but are afraid of bullying your master and destroying your ancestors. You will also find that I have a poor qualification and are too clumsy to make you want to regret it. Let's have a probation period. If you are satisfied with each other within a week, what about the apprenticeship ceremony?"

After listening to Fan Wubing's suggestion, the old man smiled and said, "This is a bit meaningful, it's all up to you."

The dean listened to the agreement between the two and immediately breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the old man was very jealous of Fan Wubing. If Fan Wubing could inherit the old man's legacy, it would be a great thing for the entire acupuncture world.

Seeing that Fan Wubing had made an appointment with the old man to study, the dean immediately arranged a room in the hospital for them to study in the past few days, and arranged several acupuncture doctors to be assistants for the old man. In fact, he also wanted to learn some medical skills from the old man.

The old man said to Fan Wubing, "It just so happened that this child was infected with the venom of water snakes. It has been a long time since then. If you want to open up the meridians and resume your actions, you must start from the meridian acupoints in your body, but it can be used as your experimental product, which is also God's will."

When Feng Mao heard this, he was a little scared. Whether his legs could move was still unknown, so he had to use Fan Wubing as an experimental subject. This was a bit confusing. God knows whether he would tie himself into a hedgehog?

When Feng Ping heard this, she was a little worried, "Old sir, isn't it a bit unreliable to ask him to get an injection?"

The old man smiled and said, "Let him get an acupuncture, and your brother will have the possibility of completely recovering like an ordinary person. If I get an acupuncture, at most, it will only help your brother get rid of the wheelchair and change into crutches. You have to consider what kind of result you want!"

Feng Ping hesitated after hearing the old man's explanation. Judging from the old man's meaning, he was determined to use his younger brother as Fan Wubing's experimental subject. However, since he dared to say such words, he was probably sure that Feng Mao had to bear it. In order for his younger brother to recover from normal people, he just wanted to let him bear it. So he looked at Feng Mao and gritted his teeth and said to him, "Then you have to bear it. Think about how you can move freely in the future. Just think about the pain at this moment, just treat it as an underground party being caught by the enemy!"

"I haven't started yet, you brothers and sisters treat me like a Japanese?" Fan Wubing immediately said depressed.

"It's not that you are a Japanese, at most it's just a military spy." Feng Ping comforted.

"Damn! You might as well treat me as a Japanese!" Fan Wubing shouted.

The old man smiled and said, "Since today is here, we can't waste it. You can learn some basic massage techniques from me first."

"Don't you learn acupuncture? What does it have to do with massage?" Fan Wubing asked curiously. When he mentioned massage, he always thought of those blind masseurs, which made him feel a little strange.

The old man saw Fan Wubing’s thoughts and explained, “Massage and acupuncture are a two-pronged approach. Some patients have old diseases and use acupuncture from the beginning. The effect is not very good. They have to move their blood vessels first. The acupuncture effect can be achieved best, and the patient’s acupuncture will also have a stronger acupuncture.”

Then he fiddled with Feng Mao's legs and said to Fan Wubing, "Just like this child's legs, now you use silver needles to pierce the acupoints directly, he basically has no feeling. The patient has no acupuncture sensation, which will have a certain impact on our treatment. The treatment strategy cannot be adjusted at any time, and the effect will be checked a lot."

"Oh, it makes sense." When the old man said this, Fan Wubing felt that it was reasonable and stopped saying anything.

The old man immediately pinched Feng Mao's legs, then slowed down his movements, allowing Fan Wubing to see carefully. Starting from Feng Mao's head, passing through the cervical vertebra, spine, and coccyx, all the way to the Yongquan on the soles of his feet. The acupuncture points passed along the way were pressed one by one, and his hands kept changing their postures, either pointing, pinching, pounding, rubbing or pressing. There were many tricks, which made the doctors watching around him fascinated.

After one go, the old man wiped the sweat beads on his head and said with a smile, "After all, people are old and their muscles and bones are much worse. Now they can only demonstrate it to you, so I have never dared to teach my disciples over the years. It's not that the old man is lazy, but that he is afraid of giving the person a wrong person, which will be a big harm."
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