Many girls suffer from dysmenorrhea. It would be great if they could learn how to treat it.
And not only girls want to learn it, but boys also want to learn it. After learning it, if his girlfriend has dysmenorrhea, he can also help treat it.
"Ah! Teacher Xu, can you really learn and treat now?"
The girl who was speaking at this time was the one who had just been told by her companion that she had dysmenorrhea.
"Of course." Xu Qingyun nodded and said.
Then, he picked up the blackboard eraser on the table, turned around and erased the words on the black and white first, then picked up the chalk and quickly drew a picture of the back of the human body on the black and white, and marked some acupuncture points.
Everyone watched without blinking.
"Look, here, under the seventeen vertebrae, press here with your fingers. There will be a painful pressure point. Insert the needle at this point, using seven fast and seven slow techniques. This point is specially designed to treat dysmenorrhea.
"Xu Qingyun said loudly, and the words reached everyone's ears clearly.
Everyone secretly noted it, and at the same time reached out to the acupuncture point pointed out by Xu Qingyun, pressed it gently, and sure enough they felt pain.
"Next, I'll ask a classmate to come up and try." Xu Qingyun glanced at the students in the audience, and finally focused on Wu Yuyao, "Yuyao, come up and try."
Wu Yuyao was stunned when she heard this, and said nervously: "I, I..."
"You are all future doctors. Theoretical knowledge of optics is not enough. Sooner or later you have to practice it, so that you can become a real doctor." Xu Qingyun said with a faint smile.
Finally, he looked at Wu Yuyao with encouraging eyes.
Under the watchful eyes of all the teachers and students present, Wu Yuyao slowly stood up, bit her lip, and nervously walked onto the podium.
"Yuyao, come on!"
"School beauty, come on!"
There were many boys below shouting loudly and cheering for Wu Yuyao.
The girl with dysmenorrhea was also invited to the podium by Xu Qingyun.
Finally, the two of them walked to the podium under the gaze of everyone.
Xu Qingyun opened the silver needle bag he carried with him and provided it to Wu Yuyao for use.
Wu Yuyao took out a silver needle and disinfected it with alcohol cotton on the table.
"Yu Yao, you have to be careful, I, I'm a little scared." The girl with dysmenorrhea said nervously, her face turned pale.
"Don't be afraid, I will be careful. You have to trust me, I won't make a mistake." Wu Yuyao was encouraging the girl, but she was also encouraging herself.
Wu Yuyao held the silver needle with her fingers, found the acupoint exactly as Xu Qingyun said before, and inserted it gently.
The scene was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Everyone held their breath and watched Wu Yuyao perform the acupuncture.
Wu Yuyao's heart beat very fast and she moved the silver needle gently.
After a while, Wu Yuyao hurriedly asked the girl: "What do you think? Is it effective?"
The girl shook her head slightly and said, "It doesn't work! I still feel pain!"
Hearing this, everyone looked disappointed, and at the same time they started to discuss.
"Sure enough, it's not that easy to learn."
"Dysmenorrhea is not easy to cure, not even Teacher Xu can!"
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Wu Yuyao's pretty face instantly turned red to her ears, and she looked at Xu Qingyun with an aggrieved look on her face.
Xu Qingyun still had a calm expression on his face. He came to Wu Yuyao and said, "Yuyao, your acupuncture technique is wrong, so it has no effect." This chapter has been completed!