"Old Wang, don't joke, okay? You are the chief physician of our hospital and the authority of traditional Chinese medicine in Yanjing. Why do you think of coming to come and become a young man to become a disciple?" Lin Qingyuan asked incomprehensible.

"Director Lin, Dazhe is the teacher. Qin Luo showed his medical skills and was more than enough to be my teacher." Old Wang said disrespectfully. "Besides, how many people in the world can use this Taiyi magic needle?

"Old Wang, this master-apprentice ceremony will be spared. If you don't dislike it, we will have more discussions when we have the chance." Qin Luo refused tactfully.

Will taking an old man as his apprentice make his life short?

"Qin Luo, I'm going to tell you. I came here for your Taiyi Divine Needle this time." Mr. Wang said frankly.

"Do you want to learn this Taiyi Divine Needle?" Qin Luo asked with a smile.

Mr. Wang nodded and said, "I know that this Taiyi Divine Needle is a unique skill in the world. It may be a joke for me, an outsider, to come to learn this unique skill with shamelessness. However, I really can't bear to lose this unique skill to future generations."

Mr. Wang took out a yellow-colored ancient book from his arms and handed it over, saying, "Our Wang family is also a family heir of traditional Chinese medicine, and his ancestor Wang Houzhai is also a famous doctor. This is the "Taiyi Divine Agent" passed down by our family. Unfortunately, there is only the first half, and the second half is incomplete. Over the years, I have been working hard to repair it intact, but unfortunately, this needle technique is really profound and has never been able to do what I want."

"Last time when you acupuncture and treating those children, I felt that your technique was very similar to what is recorded in the ancient book. I also asked Dean Lin for your news, and it was inconvenient to take the initiative to disturb you, but - I was really anxious. If you leave Yanjing, my long-cherished wish would not be fulfilled in my life."

Qin Luo looked through the books in his hand and found that what was recorded in it was indeed the art of using the Taiyi Divine Needle. I just don’t know if it was because it was old or because the owner failed to preserve it properly. The second half of this priceless rare book was incomplete, and the lack of pages was very serious.

Qin Luo has studied Taiyi Divine Needle, so he knows that the incomplete Taiyi Divine Needle is not the real Taiyi Divine Needle at all. Because Taiyi Divine Needle needs to use Qi to transport the needle, the walking route of Qi is also very important.

The needle does not leave the qi, and the qi does not leave the needle. This is the true meaning of the Taiyi Divine Needle.

If there are no pages, it will cause the needle and qi to separate. Not only will the treatment effect not be obtained, it may also cause the patient to be accidentally injured.

Qin Luo returned the ancient book in his hand to Mr. Wang and said, "Mr. Wang, you are so serious. To be honest, if anyone can use it, I will not be stingy to pass on this craft to others. However, ordinary people cannot use this needle skill."

"Is the statement in this book true? The Taiyi Divine Needle needs to use Qi Hui Needle?" Old Wang asked in surprise.

"It's true." Qin Luo nodded and said.

"This—ah——" Mr. Wang sighed heavily. "How could I go to learn Qigong at such an age? It seems that I can't learn this acupuncture method. Qin Luo, you must guard the treasures passed down by our ancestors. If this Taiyi divine needle is lost, it will be heartbreaking."

"Grandpa Wang, I understand. There is nothing I can't teach you about this kind of thing. As long as you have good character and are interested in traditional Chinese medicine, I can teach you to anyone who is interested in traditional Chinese medicine." Qin Luo said assuredly.

This is also the style of the Qin family's tutoring. Qin's disciples practice medicine in the world, save people with kindness, and treat people with a kind heart. Those who have good moral character can teach them medical skills.

Mr. Wang looked at Qin Luo and said with appreciation: "Young people have courage. To be honest, the minds of us old men are far inferior to yours. The words passed down by our ancestors were: I taught my disciples and starved to death. Everyone hid them one by one, so our Chinese medicine is about to become extinct."

"Yes. Western medicine can be promoted in the world because everything is open. Everyone can learn it. Learning good and bad is based on their own abilities. Some people learn bad things, but some people learn well. As more people learn, more people will be used. Therefore, Western medicine will be developed." Lin Qingyuan also said with deep emotion.

"Grandpa also often told me that traditional Chinese medicine is a national treasure. It is just because of various reasons. Now the situation is difficult. Even a few years ago, there were policies to obtain traditional Chinese medicine. However, this situation is too widespread and cannot be reversed by one person." Qin Luo sighed.

He remembered his grandfather Qin Zheng's resentment and helpless expression whenever he talked about the invasion of traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine was prevalent. Some Western media even called traditional Chinese medicine "witchcraft".

Although traditional Chinese medicine, which has a history of thousands of years, is the national art of China, in China, it is treated by traditional Chinese medicine and nourishes generations of Chinese people. They do not know much about it and are becoming increasingly unfamiliar with it.

Many people even forgot that during the non-iodine rage, no sars patients who rely on traditional Chinese medicine for treatment died. This is not only the sorrow of traditional Chinese medicine, but also the sorrow of our era.

"Why is human power irreversible? Qin Luo, you can reverse it." Old Wang said in a shocking way.

"Me?" Qin Luo smiled bitterly and shook his head. "Old Wang, stop joking. I have the heart and lack the strength."

"Why are you not strong enough? If you have good medical skills, how can you not strong enough?"

"A good medical skills can only cure diseases and save people. How can we promote traditional Chinese medicine?"

"Then do you think, how to promote traditional Chinese medicine?" Boss Wang said aggressively as if he had taken ammunition.

"This - everyone learns traditional Chinese medicine, and everyone uses traditional Chinese medicine." Qin Luo replied.

"So how can we let the whole nation learn Chinese medicine and use Chinese medicine?"

"Open a Chinese medicine school and a Chinese medicine hospital - but as far as I know, the current enrollment situation of the Chinese medicine major is not very good. Not many people are willing to study Chinese medicine, right?" Qin Luo said with a wry smile.

"It's not just bad? It's simply bad. There are fewer students, and there are even fewer talents who are willing to be teachers in the school. The president of Du Medical University is an old friend of mine. He complained to me two days ago that it's so difficult to find a talent with real skills to teach traditional Chinese medicine. Most of the applicants are not talented or moral, which is really disappointing." Lin Qingyuan took over and said.

"Director Lin, isn't there a good candidate here?" Old Wang pointed at Qin Luo and said with a smile on his face.

"Qin Luo? Yes. Qin Luo. I recommend you to be a traditional Chinese medicine teacher, right? You can definitely do it." Lin Qingyuan said excitedly. He was still thinking about how to keep Qin Luo in Yanjing today. He finally found a high-sounding excuse.

"This - I'll consider it again." Qin Luo said. According to his plan, he was going back after the engagement was completed.

"Qin Luo, as a beneficiary of traditional Chinese medicine, can't you do anything for our traditional Chinese medicine?"

"Yes. Qin Luo, pass on what you know to your students and let them bloom everywhere. Only our Chinese medicine doctors can be saved." Mr. Wang also encouraged.

"I'll discuss with my grandfather again." Qin Luo was a little moved by being attacked by these two old men.

It seems that if you don’t agree, it’s as if the laws of nature are not allowed.

"No need to discuss it. Your grandfather will definitely agree with your current choice. Qin Luo, I wanted to invite you to the hospital before. But now I think this is a waste of your talent. You can teach you. This is a good thing for the sake of success and fortune and the people. Let's go and see if you want to see my friend. Lao Wang, you can also go over and take a look."

Lin Qingyuan became more and more excited as he spoke. He took Qin Luo's hand and walked out. He didn't give Qin Luo any room to refuse.

"Is it too urgent?" Qin Luo said.

"No hurry." Lin Qingyuan said. If you let your boy run away, it would be too late to say anything at that time. Where can I find such a good grandson-in-law?

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These days, rich people live in suburbs, while poor people live in urban areas.

Lin Qingyuan's friend lives in the suburbs of Yanjing. He is an independent and fashionable two-story western-style building with tall courtyard walls. Two hunting dogs that stand up or more are staring at the visitors.

There are various flowers and plants planted in the yard, as well as a bunch of green vegetables and garlic seedlings. A few fat ducks walked around the yard with their butts sticking out, looking leisurely and comfortable like a garden.

Seeing this scene, Qin Luo immediately thought of his home. Warm, comfortable, and the same relaxed freehand painting.

"Lao Lin, why are you here for free?" Seeing a guest coming, an old man with a fair skin and a big belly greeted him affectionately.

"Haha. Lao Li, didn't you complain to me last time that it was difficult to find a good Chinese medicine teacher. I'm sending you talents." Lin Qingyuan and Li Yonggang shook hands and said with a smile.

"Talent? This person?" Li Yonggang looked at Old Wang and asked.

"No. It's him." Lin Qingyuan pointed at Qin Luo and said.

Li Yonggang's brows jumped inadvertently, and looked at Qin Luo and said, "I can't tell. I'm too young, right?"

The implication is, what can such a young guy understand?

"Lao Li. What are you doing? I gave Jia Jia a bowl of vinegar, but the fish bones still couldn't get out. The child kept crying - you should take her to the hospital." An old woman ran out and said.

"What's wrong?" Lin Qingyuan asked in confusion.

"Oh. I ate fish at noon, Jia Jia stuck a fish bone in her throat. After working hard for most of the day, she fed rice balls and vinegar, which was useless. It seems that she still has to be sent to the hospital." Li Yonggang said with a wry smile.

"If you don't have to go to the hospital for such a small problem," Qin Luo said.

"You have a way?" Li Yonggang looked at Qin Luo and asked.

"Give me a clean bowl." Qin Luo said.

"Get a bowl over." Li Yonggang shouted to his wife.

"Oh." The woman agreed and ran into the house quickly. Soon, she took a clean bowl.

Qin Luo walked over and grabbed a fat duck with one handful. Then he lifted the duck's legs and made the duck's head face down. Salpid liquid flowed out of the duck's mouth and fell into the bowl drop by drop.

After five or six drops, Qin Luo let go of the duck and handed the bowl containing saliva to the old woman, saying, "Feed her drink, the fish bones will be cleaned. When you arrive at the hospital, you have to use pliers to pull the thorns, so that the children will not be able to stand it."

"This - useful?" the old woman asked suspiciously, looking at the transparent mucus.

"It's useful." Qin Luo said affirmatively.

"Try it." Li Yonggang said.

The old woman stopped hesitating and walked in quickly with the bowl.

"Let's go. Let's go into the house and sit." Li Yonggang said as he invited.

The group entered the house, and the water that Li Yonggang used to make tea had not yet boiled. The old woman ran over with excitement and said to Li Yonggang: "Old Li, you are really amazing. I just fed Jia Jia to drink that thing, and the fish bones melted quickly."

Li Yonggang looked at Qin Luo and said with a smile: "It seems that he is really not a good person. Young people are very talented."

According to normal people's logic, Qin Luo should say that he is just a little superficial and needs more advice from his seniors.

However, he had a well-deserved expression and said, "If I hadn't learned a little, I wouldn't think of going to school to mislead my children."

It’s not that he doesn’t know how to be modest, but because he has full confidence in his medical skills.
Chapter completed!