I'm in the Red Mansion

Chapter 38: Checking Lin Daiyu's Pulse
Soon, Jia Cong learned the moves of Bajiquan and began to practice on his own.

At this time, Liu Xianglian walked up to Jia Cong and said earnestly, "Junior brother, practicing boxing is a slow process, and there is no shortcut."

"Don't think that you practiced Hunyuan Zhuanggong. It only took you ten days to go from the entry level to the proficient level. But if you don't work hard, it will be difficult to make any progress in boxing and kicking."

Jia Cong couldn't help but ask curiously, "Second Senior Brother, how long did it take you to practice Bajiquan from the beginning to master it?"

Liu Xianglian said calmly: "At first, it only took me three... well, it only took me half a month to cultivate to the mastery level."

At this time, Feng Ziying couldn't help but laugh and said, "Second Junior Brother, don't lie. It clearly took you three months to cultivate to the mastery level."

Liu Xianglian snorted coldly: "Humph, I won't talk to a loser who has practiced for five months to reach the mastery level!"

The two of them started arguing again.

Jia Cong couldn't help but laugh.

Three months?
Jia Cong looked at the proficiency panel.

【Bajiquan (beginner) 3/100】

Well, even if you only gain three days’ experience a day, after level 33, you can reach the proficient level.

I guess Second Brother will be envious and jealous by then!

At noon, Zhao Shicheng invited his three brothers to have lunch.

After dinner, Zhao Shicheng said to Jia Cong:

"Cong'er, you learned Bajiquan today. After you go back, don't slack off in your Hunyuan Zhuanggong practice."

"When your Hunyuan Zhuang Gong reaches the minor success stage, I will teach you the inner strength and swordsmanship."

Huh?
Once the Hunyuan Zhuang Gong reaches the minor success stage, can you then learn the internal energy techniques and swordsmanship?
Hearing this, Jia Cong's eyes lit up.

As a boy, who doesn’t have a martial arts dream in his heart?
Originally, Jia Cong was thinking about whether he should slow down the progress of Hunyuan Zhuang Gong, so as to prevent it from progressing too fast and being too shocking.

At this time, he had already given up the idea of ​​slowing down and was eager to practice Hunyuan Zhuang Gong to the minor success level right away so that he could learn internal energy and swordsmanship from his master.

Thinking of this, Jia Cong couldn't help but say, "Master, after I go back, I will definitely practice diligently."

Hearing Jia Cong's words, Zhao Shicheng said with satisfaction: "If you think so, I will be relieved."

After hearing this, the two disciples Liu Xianglian and Feng Ziying curled their lips.

After dinner, the three of them said goodbye to their master and left the Zhao Mansion.

At the gate of the mansion, Feng Ziying couldn't help asking again: "Junior brother, you really only practice for 25 minutes a day? You really didn't lie to us?"

Jia Cong said speechlessly: "Big Brother, it is true. I really did not lie to you."

Liu Xianglian couldn't help but said, "Big Brother, don't ask anymore. You don't understand the world of geniuses."

Feng Ziying said disdainfully: "Don't you understand? In front of my junior brother, you are considered a genius!"

Liu Xianglian said slowly: "At least compared to you, I am still a genius, right?"

Feng Ziying took a deep breath and almost vomited blood.

When Jia Cong saw his two senior brothers bickering, he couldn't help but laugh.

Although the two of them have a very good relationship.

But once they get together, quarrels are inevitable.

Jia Cong declined the two people's invitation to dinner and returned to the Jia Mansion.

In the afternoon, Jia Cong continued to study eight-legged essay.

Yet progress remains slow.

Jia Cong guessed that it was probably because he was just mediocre in this area.

Or it could be because I haven’t met a famous teacher.

Jia Dairu had a good grasp of the meaning of the classics, but he seemed to be lacking in the eight-legged essay.

However, for now, Jia Cong can't find a better teacher, so he can only put more effort into studying the eight-legged essay.

In the evening, Jia Cong continued to read medical books.

He had already finished reading three of the four medical books he had borrowed from Lin Daiyu, and was almost done with the last one. At the first watch of the night, he finally finished the last medical book.

Medical experience +1
[Medical Skills (Proficient): 3/200]

My medical skills have finally reached a proficient level.

Very good, very good. Continue to read more medical books and strive to improve your medical skills to a minor level of success as soon as possible.

By then, I should be able to make a diagnosis.

At that time, I can prescribe medicine for Aunt Mei to regulate her body.

After learning medical skills, Jia Cong did not continue to study eight-legged essay.

Although it's a little early today, it's not a bad idea to relax once in a while.

Next, Jia Cong performed Bajiquan several times, and then performed Baduanjin several times, and then washed up and rested.

……

After school the next day, Jia Cong did not go out to paint portraits.

Instead, he sent Hongxiu to return the four medical books to Lin Daiyu and asked her to borrow a few more medical books.

He had finished reading the four medical books he had borrowed earlier, and his medical skills had improved to a proficient level.

If you want to continue to improve your medical skills, you have to read new medical books.

Of course, perhaps going to a pharmacy to diagnose and prescribe medicine for people can also improve medical skills.

But Jia Cong doesn't have so much time to arrange it at the moment.

After a while, Lin Daiyu and Hongxiu came back together.

Lin Daiyu couldn't help but said to Jia Cong, "Third Brother Cong, I only brought these four basic medical books. I don't have any new medical books. I'm sorry to disappoint you."

Jia Cong said hurriedly: "Sister Lin, what are you talking about? It is I who am reckless. Sister Lin doesn't have it, so I will think of other ways."

Lin Daiyu couldn't help but laugh after hearing this and said, "Third Brother Cong has read four medical books. I wonder if he has made any progress in medical skills?"

Jia Cong said seriously, "I don't dare to claim the title of an expert, but I can do ordinary pulse diagnosis. Sister Lin, please sit down and let me diagnose you."

Lin Daiyu smiled, sat down in front of Jia Cong very cooperatively, and stretched out her hand.

Jia Cong seriously stretched out three fingers and placed them on Lin Daiyu's pulse.

When Jia Cong's fingers touched Lin Daiyu's wrist, she felt as if she had been electrocuted, her heart was pounding, and her cheeks blushed with shame.

Jia Cong didn't think much about it. Having lived two lives, he wouldn't be so distracted by just touching the little girl's wrist.

Besides, he was really taking the pulse.

At the beginning, Jia Cong was still a little confused.

Gradually, he finally figured out some of the tricks based on what he had learned from the book.

Medical experience +1
Huh? It turns out that taking a person's pulse can also improve medical skills?
If that's the case, then I might as well gain some experience from Hongxiu in the future.

Lin Daiyu's body is indeed a little weak, she suffers from congenital physical weakness.

This is not easy to adjust.

After pondering for a while, Jia Cong said again: "Switch hands."

When taking the pulse, both wrists should be examined, regardless of whether it is left for men or right for women.

However, Lin Daiyu never imagined that Jia Cong had really become successful by self-studying medical books, and she thought that Brother Cong was too immersed in the play.

She couldn't help but glance at Jia Cong, but still cooperated by extending her other wrist.

After a while, Jia Cong finally completed his first pulse diagnosis.

And the medical experience has increased a little.

At this time, Lin Daiyu looked at Jia Cong with a smile and asked, "May I ask the divine doctor, what disease do I have?"

(End of this chapter)