He finally became familiar with the curative effects of various Chinese herbal medicines and became familiar with the effects of combining thousands of herbal medicines.
The next step is to study new combinations and see if there will be any new miraculous effects at new dosages.
"His grandfather was a very famous acupuncture expert in the last century. It's not surprising that he has done research on it."
Dr. Song Shuyi looked surprised, "Then why didn't he learn acupuncture? Isn't it a waste of time to spend all day in the Chinese medicine laboratory?"
She sighed regretfully, "Haicheng University of Higher Education does not have sufficiently specialized acupuncture subjects, so it is in decline."
"Then it's even more rare for him to be like this!" Uncle Song said sincerely.
"You don't know that even though Senior Gu is a rich man, he is usually very frugal and only cares about experiments. When he is not doing experiments, he secretly studies acupuncture."
"He lives in the school dormitory, you know, right?"
Song Qianqian nodded.
"Once again I thought something had happened to him, so I went straight in and found out that he was secretly doing acupuncture..."
Speaking of which, Dr. Song Shu felt a little sad.
Gu Xuefeng could only do acupuncture in secret. He was such a fair and arrogant person. After he broke into acupuncture that day, he almost begged him not to leak it.
Uncle Song still feels sad when he thinks of that look.
"Why is acupuncture banned in medical schools?" Dr. Song wondered.
Song Qianqian raised her eyebrows slightly, remembering some past events, "It was also because of his grandfather."
But also because I think about the past, I feel a little sorry for Gu Xuefeng.
"Gu Xuefeng is your mentor, do you like him?" she asked suddenly.
"Of course." Uncle Doctor Song said without hesitation, "Actually, he is a pretty good person, but he doesn't seem to talk much and has a dull face, which gives people the impression of being unfriendly."
She nodded, "Okay."
Before, she hadn't figured out how to win this bet, but now she had an idea.
Friday.
Song Qianqian finished class, handed Zhou Fengjie's homework directly to Chu Fengjie, and then went to the gate of the medical school to wait for others.
Uncle Song saw her at a glance because she was wearing a long gown today.
Although it is not as annoying as the pink and green Hanfu that other girls like, her pure white outfit makes her look otherworldly.
"Come so early?"
She smiled lightly, nodded to Gu Xuefeng, and said hello, "Let's go and have dinner, I'll treat you."
Uncle Song immediately refused, "Then I won't go and you two will go."
When he had dinner with her a few days ago, there were either blood clots or water leakage, and he almost vomited after eating, so he refused to go!
It's better to go home and play with the immortals.
Song Qianqian smiled and said, "Then go back by yourself!"
She took Gu Xuefeng directly to Lingyun Hotel, without making a reservation, and went directly to the innermost private room.
This room has now become her permanent reservation.
The waiter knew that the guests in this private room were special, so he served tea respectfully, "Sir, Madam, would you like to order first?"
Song Qianqian raised her eyes and said, "No, just go to the kitchen and tell them I'm here."
Tang Yuanhe will provide her with nutritious recipes, so she doesn't have to order.
This waiter received someone in this private room for the first time today. When she heard what she said, she looked surprised.
Lingyun Hotel is now an international hotel designated by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and even the national treasure chef Mr. Tang is employed in the kitchen.
And she doesn't even need to order, but can be served by a national treasure chef?
It feels so cool!
But looking at her, she is obviously very young and has no airs. She looks young and beautiful.
Is this the big shot?
The waiter sighed and left.
Gu Xuefeng also looked at her, "Do you have a good relationship with the hotel?"
"Huh?" She turned her face slightly and smiled, "So."
She is the boss of the hotel, does that count as a good relationship?
She had handed him what looked like a stack of scratch paper from her schoolbag, "Take a look, will it be helpful to you?"
Gu Xuefeng looked at a pile of straw paper and took it casually.
But after taking a look, I paused.
After looking at it for a few seconds, he quickly spread out the paper, as if he had found a treasure, and said, "Where did you get it?"
Song Qianqian smiled lightly and said, "I'll give it to you if it's useful to you."
Gu Xuefeng then raised his head and looked at her in surprise, "Is this yours?"
Not quite.
Even though these papers were torn out of her various homework books, the detailed analysis of acupuncture point distribution, vein directions, blood vessels and nerves on them is very clean, and the writing is clear and neat.
Song Qianqian could see his suspicion and smiled, "How can I, with my poor handwriting, come up with such beautiful notes?"
Just saying that, Gu Xuefeng stroked the paper again, "I'll go back and bind it myself."
She sipped the water and said, "Did you know that your grandfather was the second best master in Haicheng back then?"
Gu Xuefeng looked at her in surprise.
"how do you know?"
It is true that his grandfather was a holy hand, but his reputation suddenly became very bad in his later years, and he was reviled by the people of Haicheng until his death.
His mother Xu Yaqin felt that the reason why the Gu family did not join the four wealthy families in Haicheng was because his grandfather's reputation was bad.
"I've heard of it." She said lightly, and then said: "Then do you know the number one master?"
Gu Xuefeng shook his head, "It seems that no one has seen it, or most of the seniors who have seen it are gone, right?"
She pointed to the note in his hand, "This is what the No. 1 Holy Hand left, so I think it should be useful to you."
Gu Xuefeng frowned, "How is that possible?"
Song Qianqian smiled, "How is it impossible? Haven't you seen it? Most people probably don't have this ability?"
I know he will ask how he got there.
She was ready to say something, "I know her, so I should call her a netizen. I learned acupuncture from her. I asked her to send it over with great difficulty."
Gu Xuefeng was very fond of acupuncture and wanted to promote acupuncture.
So when she heard that this person really existed, she suddenly became excited. He wanted to become a disciple, he wanted to study medicine, and any conditions were acceptable!
But Song Qianqian raised her hand first and didn't let him speak, "She doesn't like to socialize. I haven't even met her. If you have anything you want to ask, I can help you convey it at any time."
Gu Xuefeng was so full of words that he had to swallow it back, "Okay!"
She had a good meal at that meal.
But Gu Xuefeng was obviously focused on his notes.
He is fair and fair, doesn't talk much, and has a bookish air with a clear and indifferent tone. He looks very much like the gentleman in the study next to Master!
It was almost time for dinner before she brought the topic to the competition, "The subject of brain regeneration is almost beyond the scope. Neither Western medicine nor Chinese medicine has ever achieved it. This time you can use acupuncture."
"Yeah." Gu Xuefeng nodded first.
Then he suddenly frowned, "What?"
She smiled and said, "I know that your level of acupuncture is not high and it is impossible to revive the brain. Don't worry, you can familiarize yourself with these notes and find out the important cranial nerves and blood vessels to inject the acupuncture."