Bai Bingyun put down the medical book, stood up, looked at Xu Qingyun and said, "Let's go."
Xu Qingyun nodded lightly, said something to Wu Renyang, and followed Bai Bingyun to leave the Huichun Hall and go to Yuncheng Medical University.
On the road, in the car.
Bai Bingyun said while driving: "Students from other medical schools also want to take your class, so there may be more students today."
"It doesn't matter." Xu Qingyun didn't care. On the contrary, the more students in class, the better. Not only could he teach more students medical knowledge, but he could also gain more medical power.
Soon, Xu Qingyun came to Yuncheng Medical University.
I followed Bai Bingyun to a classroom. This time the classroom was not the one last time, but a large staircase classroom that could accommodate hundreds of people.
As soon as he walked to the door, Xu Qingyun saw that it was dark and full of people.
The front row seats were filled with the school's dean and teachers, and everyone was eagerly anticipating Xu Qingyun's arrival.
Bai Bingyun guided Xu Qingyun from the front and walked into the classroom first.
As soon as they entered the door, the students were shocked by Bai Bingyun's beauty, and their eyes widened with astonishment.
However, when Xu Qingyun walked into the classroom, everyone's eyes shifted from Bai Bingyun to Xu Qingyun.
They have long been eager to continue taking Xu Qingyun's class, and today they finally have another chance.
In this classroom, Xu Qingyun saw many familiar faces, all of whom were students from the last class. Xu Qingyun immediately spotted Wu Yuyao sitting in front and smiled and nodded towards her.
Wu Yuyao also smiled and nodded in response.
In addition to the students in the class last time, there are many unfamiliar faces to Xu Qingyun in the classroom at this moment. They should be students from other classes.
The old dean and teachers sitting in the first row stood up and applauded excitedly to welcome Xu Qingyun's arrival.
Seeing this, the students also stood up and applauded warmly to welcome Xu Qingyun's arrival.
There was thunderous applause in the lecture theater.
Xu Qingyun smiled and nodded, and motioned for everyone to sit down.
When everyone sat down again and the applause stopped, Xu Qingyun finally spoke: "I'm very happy that everyone likes my class."
"Last time we talked about the "Emperor's Internal Classic", today we will continue to talk about this medical masterpiece."
Xu Qingyun picked up the chalk, wrote "Dragon Snake" on the blackboard, and silently wrote an article from the "Huangdi Neijing".
Afterwards, Xu Qingyun began to explain word for word, and from time to time he would also tell some short medical stories.
Everyone in the classroom was fascinated. Bai Bingyun also found a seat to sit down and listened carefully to the lecture.
At this time, Xu Qingyun was the only teacher.
The end of get out of class bell suddenly rang in my ears, and the class passed by unknowingly. No one had heard enough, and they just felt that the time of this class passed too quickly.
Suddenly, under the podium, a female student raised her hand and stood up and said loudly: "Teacher Xu, your medical skills are so good, can dysmenorrhea be treated?"
"Of course it can be cured." Xu Qingyun nodded and replied.
"Teacher Xu, my classmate has dysmenorrhea right now. Can you help her treat it on the spot?" the girl said again.
Sitting next to this girl was a girl wearing glasses. She was blushing with embarrassment. She pulled her companion's sleeves with her hands and whispered: "Xiao Li, don't be ridiculous! I, I don't need treatment."
She was too embarrassed to go on stage to treat dysmenorrhea in full public view.
"This classmate, if you are embarrassed to ask me to treat you, I can teach you how to treat dysmenorrhea, and you can ask other female classmates to help you treat it." Xu Qingyun said with a gentle smile.
"Moreover, this method is not difficult and everyone can learn it."
Hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up.
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. Apply the needle at this acupoint with seven fast and seven slow techniques. This acupoint is specially used 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 rapidly 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."