noffsinger Chapter 400 Are you still in need of a disciple?
Chapter 400 Are you still in need of a disciple?
"not so good!"
As soon as Ji Youran finished speaking, everyone was silent for a few seconds and their faces gradually became solemn.
Still no way to take it out?
The longer the time, the more difficult it becomes. Mr. Jin took a look at the film and found that the fragments had basically been wrapped up.
If the difficulty of previous surgeries was five stars, now it is ten stars.
Feng Yaoyang swallowed the bitterness in his heart and smiled, "It's okay! As long as I can cure one, it's fine. This thing has been in my brain for three years. If it's taken out, I might not be able to adapt!"
Ji Youran: “???”
She tilted her head with a puzzled and bewildered look on her face: "Brother Feng, you are really sick in the head. If you don't take this thing out, you won't die if you get high???"
"You haven't adapted yet. It's already severely straining your nerves. If this continues, you'll be blind in two years."
After going blind, death is not far away.
Ji Youran didn't say this, but she believed Feng Yaoyang also knew it.
"you mean!!"
Feng Yaoyang looked at Ji Youran's expression. It didn't look like the operation was impossible. Instead, it looked like the operation was very simple and easy.
"Tomorrow, we'll have a blood test on an empty stomach. I know you're in good physical condition, but I still need to check all the indicators. Don't eat tomorrow night. I'll perform surgery on you the day after tomorrow morning."
Ji Youran took a pen and wrote down the prescription and what would be needed the day after tomorrow.
"Is this the prescription? Tangtang doesn't need anesthesia?"
Jin Sinan took a quick look and found that most of them were traditional Chinese medicine.
"Brother Feng has a special profession, and I believe he would rather return to Lu Xiao's special forces than stay in the police station, so he can't use drugs that damage his mental state. And Jin Sinan, where did you learn Chinese medicine? Look at this, what is this!!"
Ji Youran took the pen and wrote down a few medicine names.
"Did you understand??? If you don't understand, you should go back to the Chinese Medicine Hospital and repeat your studies!"
Don’t come out and cause harm to others after graduation.
"Let me see!!"
Old Master Jin took the prescription from Jin Sinan, and several old masters sat together to study it.
"This... can the medicine be used like this? These two ingredients are extremely poisonous, right? But when combined with these three ingredients, the toxicity is gone!"
Mr. Han said in his heart, "Wonderful, absolutely wonderful!"
When choosing a teacher, we never look at age, but only at ability.
"Xiao Youran, are you still in need of a disciple?"
Mr. Han asked with a smile.
"Grandpa Han, I can teach you anything you want to learn, but there's no need to accept me as a disciple!!!"
She already has a headache with just one old man, and if a few more come along she'll go crazy.
"Xiao Youran, you can't be partial. If you can accept Old Yang, why can't you accept me? I'm no worse than him!!"
Old Master Han was as jealous as a child and spoke in a sour tone.
"Do you know?"
Ji Youran seemed to have thought of something: "How could I have forgotten that he is also from the imperial capital."
Moreover, the circle of ancient Chinese medicine is not big, but not small either. It is normal for several capable and powerful old men of similar age who can be called the leading figures in the field to know each other.
"Xiao Youran, look..."
Mr. Wu also looked expectantly.
"Really? Isn't it good enough to be her grandfather? You're a few generations older than Old Yang, but you insist on being his peer? It's not like Xiao Youran won't teach you anything. If you don't know anything, just ask her. I have plenty of medical books!"
"I promise that all the books you read are books that Old Yang has never read, and even books that Old Yang can only read after you have read them. How about that?"
Old Master Jin spoke up in time to help Ji Youran out of the predicament.
His good grandson is capable and strong, but he is a little... lazy, really lazy.
Ji Youran was already very busy and tired after accepting Jin Sinan as her last disciple. There was also Old Yang who was just a nominal disciple, and now there were three more people who were eager to become his disciples. Old Master Jin was not afraid of anything now, so he pushed Ji Youran into a corner. The girl simply quit and refused to go to school.
Several people looked at each other and thought that compared to being an apprentice, the current conditions seemed better.
They seemed to have no reason to refuse.
It’s not that I really want to be older than Old Yang, but I just want to tease him and play a little joke on him.
As we get older, we should always have some fun.
"Let's get back to the point, my dear grandson. How confident are you in this operation?"
Mr. Jin put away his smile and looked serious.
"I can't say it's 100%, but I think it's 90%. I've already thought of a plan, and I'm going to do it!"
Ji Youran drew as she spoke.
Several old men: "Oh, that's it!"
"Are you the successor of the Thirteen Ghost Needles???"
"You also know how to do the Nine-needle Reverse Technique?"
These are acupuncture techniques that have long been lost. It is said that not many people knew these techniques back then.
“Is the fault so severe??”
Why do they all say it is the nine retrograde needles? Grandpa Jin also said it. When she saved Grandpa, she only used nine needles, and Grandpa Jin said it was the nine retrograde needles. She didn't explain, and Grandpa Jin just said it was.
"Jin Sinan, how many stitches did it take when I taught you this?"
It must be said that Jin Sinan is indeed very talented and has a good foundation. Jin Sinan learns this very quickly.
"Twelve needles, and these twelve needles can be evolved into many types. I can only evolve eight types now according to different cases."
Different locations, different diseases, he now uses people as guinea pigs all day long.
But he didn't say it.
"Thirteen Ghost Gate Needles, Twelve Heaven Gate Needles!"
Ji Youran explained.
"If you want to learn, go ask Jin Sinan. I'll teach him!"
Don't come to her, she wants some peace and quiet.
Jin Sinan, who was named, puffed out his chest and raised his head with a look of pride and complacency.
After everything was finalized, Ji Youran returned to school with a few old men.
When getting off the car, Mr. Jin seemed to be hesitant to speak.
"What happened to Grandpa?"
Ji Youran couldn't stand this kind of thing where someone had something to say but didn't say it. It was obvious that they knew she was lazy but still forced her to take action.
But she also knew one thing: Grandpa Jin understood her personality and temper, and would definitely not ask her to help treat this person or take that person as his apprentice just for the sake of some so-called social connections.
"There will be an ancient Chinese medicine competition in three months, and this year's organizer is in China!"
Old Master Jin knew that Ji Youran wanted to have some free time, but China, as the birthplace of ancient Chinese medicine, had been losing for several years in a row, and they had almost lost the face of their ancestors.
“And Go!”
“And Tai Chi!”
"They even claim calligraphy and painting, those shameless things, are their inheritance. Otherwise, how come so few young people can win!"
It’s not that there are few who can win, but some things don’t need to be stolen by others, they will take them away by themselves without anyone else stealing!
If you don’t learn, you will feel that it is useless to learn and you will not be able to use it in your future work and you will not be able to find a job.
Over time, these things that China needed were slowly being stolen.
Ji Youran put his hands in the pockets of his sweatpants: "The loss happened before, not now, not in the future!"
"Grandpa Jin, after Brother Feng's surgery is done, please ask the principal to make some arrangements. I want to meet with the seniors and juniors from the Go Club, Tai Chi Club, and Chinese Painting Club!"
You want to steal their things, you’re giving them a chance, right?
Three months later, let them know that the ancestor will always be their ancestor. If the ancestor had not been lazy and showed grace, which of these two small places would not be their territory?