My Past Life Simulator Chapter 297

   Chapter 297 296 [Surge of Proficiency]

  Three hours, I flipped through the book, and I can recite the entire text in its entirety, and I will never forget it!

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

   "Page thirty-fifth, line six. Recite all the way to page forty-ninth, line twelve."

   "Cyclical episodes, chills, fever, sweating, anemia and splenomegaly."

   After ten minutes, He Zhao finished the recitation, took a sip from the teacup, moistened his throat.

"genius!"

  What can Fan Zhong say?

   When he was studying medicine with his master, he just read "The Treatise on Miscellaneous Diseases", and it took him five or six days to read it thoroughly. The full text was recited word for word, about half a year later.

   Nothing else, there are not only many incurable diseases, prevention, mitigation, treatment, etc., it is really difficult to memorize. It may be a disease with only a few hundred words, but to understand it thoroughly, it is estimated that it takes thousands of words to translate into vernacular.

When    is a scumbag, his medical career can be described as miserable.

   If he had known it earlier, he would have studied hard.

   "Master, I want to sit in the hall to practice medicine." What is the purpose of apprenticeship, isn't it just a lot of brushing proficiency.

"Um"

   After a long silence, Lao Fan said slowly.

   "Er, just memorize "The Treatise on Miscellaneous Diseases", you can't sit in the hall to see a doctor right away. You can then read and recite the two medical books, "The Treatise on Materia Medica" and "The Treatise on Poisonous Herbs"."

   "I've already memorized the "Ben Cao Lun", but I haven't heard of the "Poison Herb". I wonder if the "Poison Paste" can be used?" The surnamed He put down his teacup and asked for advice.

   "Poof—"

After    finished speaking, Master Fan, who held up the cup to take a sip of tea, just drank the water and spit it all out.

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

  No, that thing is a forbidden book that is banned by the Moon Eclipse!

  What are you doing watching it?

   "I went to the black market earlier and bought it from a small book stand." He had no choice but to explain to his master's strange eyes.

have to!

  Don't say that there is a mere "Poison Sticker", and even the poison that seals the throat with blood can be sold on the black market.

   Next, I recited the full texts of "Ben Cao Lun" and "Poison Stickers" one by one, which took a total of two and a half hours.

   "Well, it's solid."

   "Compendium of Materia Medica" needless to say, anyone who studies medicine and medicine must read it thoroughly. As for the second book, doctors are also human, and human beings are naturally curious.

   "From tomorrow onwards, you will study with the old man. Some minor illnesses will be cured by you, and I will watch you by the side. When I think you can do it, you can sit alone in the hall to heal. Come on!"

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

   "Take Xiao'er to the guest room to rest, and tell the kitchen to cook more meals tomorrow morning. It's about 30 people. It's better to cook more than less."

   "Yes, sir."

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

   The room is bigger than his thatched cottage in Qingshan Village, and one bedroom alone is bigger than the total area of ​​their house.

   Lie on the soft bed and started to check the information prompts that popped up one after another not long ago.

  【Do you want to store 2 points of proficiency (proficiency)? 】

【whether】

"Yes."

   "Compendium of Materia Medica" after memorizing, it will pop out.

   is just reciting it all the time, ignoring the storage.

  【Do you want to save 1 point of proficiency (proficiency)? 】

【whether】

"Yes."

   "Poison Patch" is only half an hour less than "Materia Medica", why only give 1 point?

   Even if you give 1.5 points, that's fine!

  【proficiency: 856 (rough), 35 (proficient), 15 (small 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 faced the dozen or so tablets on the spiritual platform, and knelt down and bowed respectfully in turn.

   "Today I accepted a gifted disciple, "The Treatise on Miscellaneous Diseases", which has given us headaches countless times. Just read it once, and you can write it down."

   "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 tradition."

   "woo woo woo"

   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 in the ancestral hall.

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

   was uneasy when alive, and occasionally harassed after death.

  The old man talked all night, and sneaked back to the house when it was just dawn.

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

  After being served by servants, he finished dressing and washing.

   On the way to the lobby, I heard a chat between several servants.

   "Listen to Xiaochun, 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 toilet in the middle of the night, she heard intermittent crying. Xiaochun has always been courageous, so she followed the sound and rushed over. It turned out that the crying came from the ancestral hall."

   He didn't listen next, it's impossible to make trouble!

  If the large-scale simulation scene is weird, according to the urine nature of the simulator, after a few days, dirty things will come to the door, and someone will be given to GAMEOVER in one go.

   Therefore, he dared to swear to God, there must be no tricks!

   This is just a simulation scene based on martial arts.

   Arrived at the lobby, Fan Zhong sat in the main seat with a slightly tired face, pointed to his left hand, and motioned for dinner.

   As for Fan Yan, whose eyes are higher than the top, it may be from yesterday's anger, which has not disappeared until now, and there is no trace of her in it.

   "After eating, let's go to Yuzhitang, and start your first medical practice. With your talent, I think it won't take more than ten years. As a teacher, I will be able to live a long life and pass Yuzhitang to you."

   The servant who was serving the master and the apprentice for dinner almost didn't get his eyes out when he heard this.

What!

   Such a big sign, passed on to the apprentices?

   "I'm going to set up a sign myself."

  A teenage boy may not have any arrogance in his heart.

   Fan Zhong just smiled.

   "Okay, I'll take good care of you for the teacher."

   Lao Fan's idea is very simple. After his apprentice leaves his apprenticeship and accepts the severe beatings in reality, he will naturally come back obediently and inherit the name of Yuzhitang.

   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 peers if they are willing!

  For example, if a sect wants to open a gym in Sichun City to teach boxing, they need to nod their heads from local martial arts such as Xingyi, Liuhe, and Qingshan.

  Otherwise, unless you are skilled enough to penetrate a city by yourself.

   Otherwise, where did you come from, go back to where you are.

   In the stunned eyes of the servants, He Zhao finished breakfast for more than 30 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 behind the counter bored and flip through medical books.

   "Tap Ta Ta"

   Outside the door, footsteps sounded.

  'It sounds calmer and more powerful than the average person. Could it be that he is a trainer? '

  The famous ruthless man with smart ears and eyes, put down his medical book and looked up.

   "Master, buy medicine or see a doctor?"

   "See a doctor."

   The voice of the man talking with the patient came, and in the next second, the two entered the hall one after the other.

"what?"

  The visitor is none other than the Liuhemen Senior Brother whom I met a while ago.

   The other party's breath was long, his face was ruddy, his steps were strong, and it didn't look like he was sick.

   "Cough, go do your work first."

   Zhou Hong pointed at the humane who was leading the way beside him. The man understood as soon as he heard it. He didn't want too many people to know about the illness of the person coming.

   "Yes, I understand."

   Liuhemen Senior Senior Brother, looking at the expression on his face that I understand, showing a pain in the egg.

  You know a hammer!

   "Mr. Fan, I came here to be famous."

   Zhou clasped his hands together and gave a respectful salute.

"Say."

   Lao Fan spit out a word, and the whole person showed a coldness.

"This"

   Zhou Hong looked at He Zhao inside the counter and hesitated several times.

   "It's okay, he's the old man's apprentice. Besides, no matter what kind of illness you have, in my eyes you're just a patient, no different from other people."

   hesitated for a long time, and finally he nodded.

   "I recently went to draw a boat, and I always felt powerless. Other brothers and sisters could hold on for half an hour, but I couldn't even for a quarter of an hour. As soon as I went in, I leaked after a few moments."

   No wonder he had a tangled face, it turned out to be Zaoji. Cough cough.

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

   Liuhemen eldest brother hurriedly stretched out his hand. Before he came, he had already found several so-called famous medical practitioners and spent a lot of money on medicines.

   As a result, it's useless, and the time is shorter!

   He was so angry that he wanted to give up the doctor's hospital, but he thought that this would offend the medical practitioners in the entire Four Spring City, and maybe no one would see a doctor for him in the future, and then he swallowed the breath.

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

   Success or failure, he has his own mental preparation.

   "Well, it's simple. Prescribing a few medicines, but one thing is that taking medicine requires abstinence. If you don't hold back, you will lose all your efforts and have to start all over again."

   "Really?! Okay, Mr. Fan, I'm sure I can hold back. But first, how long do I need to abstain from sex?" Zhou Hong stared with big eyes, as if I was saved.

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

"one day?"

   You're thinking about farting.JPG.

   "One month?"

  Inscrutable shaking his head.JPG.

   "No way, one year!"

  Nodding.JPG.

   "Puff-"

   Zhou Hong sat in a chair and abstained from **** for a year. He was a little unsure whether he could hold it back.

   "Cough cough."

   He Zhao coughed, and the two of them turned their heads to look at them.

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

   "What?!" X2.

  The two of them showed incredible expressions. Fan Zhong felt that his disciple was too full of words. What if the solution didn't work and people would make trouble. Zhou Hong is not the case, he only thinks that the other party is his savior.

  No hair on your mouth, can't do things well?

   Just kidding, Mr. Fan, who is famous in Sichuncheng, can accept ordinary people as apprentices!

   "Sir, save me!"

   Liuhemen Senior Senior Brother held the arm of the surname He across the counter with both hands.

   If he wasn't in the middle, he would have wanted to kneel down.

"Let's agree in advance that I can cure you. It may not be cured well, but you will be weak for 15 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, buy more yam. Just eat."

   "Fifteen days of weakness, compared with a year of abstinence, of course I choose you. As for the ruthlessness of fighting, I have always valued peace with someone from Zhou, and never liked conflict with others."

   Before you speak, can you point your 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 down 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 alright."

   "Teacher, are you sure?"

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

   In the past, the first time I treated a disease, I almost killed someone, which severely damaged my self-confidence.

   "Relax, Master. Don't forget, I have a family tradition of acupuncture."

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

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

   Spread out the needle capsule 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 actually afraid of the needles in the hands of doctors.

  “Brush brush”

   His hands swept across, and a dozen needles were inserted into major acupoints all over the body.

   "Shenshu, Taixi, Guanyuan, Sanyinjiao, I know. But the other places, Taichong, Xiahe, Sanli, and Neiguan, are related to the internal organs. What do they mean?"

  Mr. Fan touched his chin, lost in thought.

   "Na Qi Qi Acupuncture Sutra"!

   Inhaling Qi is also the same as taking in air, generally good fortune and two kinds of work, use Qi in your hand to kill Ding Ning, and the mystery is in your hand.

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

"Comfortable."

   His whole body was warm, especially his waist was so hot that he almost groaned.

   He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, worthy of being accepted as a disciple by Mr. Fan.

   As soon as he made his move, he gained insight.

  'His qi was several times greater than Liu Liu's. Could it be that the qi of those who practice martial arts is extraordinarily powerful? '

  Others could not sense it, but He Zhao could clearly perceive the qi flowing in Zhou Hong's body because of the acupuncture.

"interesting."

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

   So, let's just get stronger.

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

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

   "Sleep, and when you wake up, you will almost be cured. Remember what I said, you must not be fierce and brave, or next time, don't say that you are powerless, you will not even be able to support your limbs."

   "Don't worry, don't worry. I'll do what you said, Mr. Xiao!"

   Big Brother Liuhemen swears that he will be obedient and obedient because it is related to his life's sexual happiness.

   One old and one young, came out from behind the screen and continued to flip through the book boredly.

From    to noon, a message prompts to refresh the screen.

  【Do you want to save 50 points of proficiency (small success)? 】

【whether】

  【Do you want to save 50 points of proficiency (proficiency)? 】

【whether】

  'Xiaocheng and Skilled, each gave 50 points? '

   Andrology, there is a lot to do!

   (end of this chapter)

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