Live Alchemy And Whole Work, Why Are You Rubbing Strange Fire With Your Hands?

Qin Yuan, who was standing next to the casserole, frowned slightly as he looked at the boiling medicinal soup.

"This is……"

He found that this pot of soup medicine seemed to be different.

"Aura!"

Qin Yuan's pupils shrank.

There is spiritual energy in this pot of soup medicine.

Although it was extremely thin, he could still feel it.

After all, his body is automatically cultivating all the time, absorbing spiritual energy to nourish Qinglian's heart fire in his body.

But how could there be spiritual energy in this soup?

What is used is not the thousand-year-old ginseng in Legendary, but Precious medicinal materials such as Wannian Ganoderma lucidum, which are relatively common.

After thinking for a while, he realized the difference between these medicinal materials.

These medicinal materials were not brought from the medical hall, but exchanged for points in the system mall.

Could it be that the difference between the medicinal materials provided by the system and the common medicinal materials is that they have aura?

Qin Yuan already had the answer in his heart.

But now is not the time to test your guesses.

It is important to save lives!

...

Kyoto University of Chinese Medicine

a certain classroom.

"So Chinese medicine is the hard work of our ancestors summed up for thousands of years, and it can be passed down to this day..."

The gray-haired old professor on the podium pushed his own reading glasses, proudly imparting the knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine to the students in the classroom.

The students in the audience are also taking notes seriously.

"Cough... Some students, is the mobile phone really so fun? It's so fun that the old man only has one class a week, so he can't listen to it?"

The old professor looked at a student with his head down with a smile on his face, but he was not angry.

This is also a kind reminder from him, he doesn't want to see the students who spent their days and nights trying to get into the university of their choice come here to dawdle.

"Professor, I was wrong, I was watching the live broadcast."

A student under the stage stood up and put the phone on the table.

"Can you tell the old man what live broadcast you watched?"

The old professor was still not angry.

"This anchor is a Chinese medicine doctor. According to him, his ancestor is Zhang Yisheng. Now he is live broadcasting decoction to save a patient."

"This patient had a car accident ten days ago, his brainstem was damaged, and he was unconscious and in critical condition."

"But the anchor said he could save it, so I took a look curiously."

The classmate described the patient's condition and Qin Yuan's condition in detail.

Hearing these words, the eyes of the old professors on the stage widened a little, and their expressions were full of sarcasm and disdain.

"Absurd, brainstem damage can be cured with a single dose of medicine?"

"Old man, I studied Chinese medicine at the age of thirteen. I have never known that a decoction can treat brain stem damage for seventy years."

"What should be done is to send the patient to the hospital, maintain the vital signs, and the rest depends on the luck of the patient."

"Either it's a quack doctor, or it's a sensationalist!"

"What do you young people call this now? Script!"

The old professor had already tagged Qin Yuan.

He has been studying medicine since he was a child, and it has been seventy years since then, and his level of medical skills can be ranked among the top in China.

Otherwise, he would not be able to serve as a professor at the best Chinese medicine university in China after retiring from the hospital.

"Well, classmate, come up and cast the live broadcast on the big screen. Let's watch it together. I want to know what kind of panacea can cure brain stem damage!"

"There will be students from other classes later, tell your other teachers, I will hold them down first, and get out of class will be dismissed after watching the live broadcast."

The more the old professor thought about it, the angrier he became. He must see what this "charlatan" will do in the end.

Just take this opportunity to educate the students, to study medicine, you must have medical ethics.

Instead of bluffing, be a clown online.

The students watching Qin Yuan's live broadcast didn't dare to say anything. They trotted up to the podium, connected their mobile phones, and cast the live broadcast room to the big screen.

Throughout the classroom, hundreds of people watched Qin Yuan's live broadcast at the same time.

...

"Anchor, can you do it, this medicine has been decocted for almost two hours."

"I can't believe I can stare at the decoction for two hours."

"I'm going! There are already tens of thousands of people in the live broadcast room. I really don't understand. What's so good about decocting medicine? I watched it for two hours and didn't find it interesting. (Dog head expression)"

"I've seen it since the anchor started broadcasting. It's been almost four hours. Did I say anything? (Satisfied)"

"I'm a student at Kyoto University of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Our professor brought more than a hundred of our students to watch the live broadcast. Our professor said that it is impossible to cure brain stem damage."

"Stunning, clown! No medical ethics whatsoever."

"Next time you want to bluff, search the Internet first to learn more about medical knowledge."

"..."

The barrage in the live broadcast room is polarized.

Qin Yuan knew nothing about all this.

He didn't even bother to look at the phone screen.

He turned off the fire and filtered out the medicinal residue, leaving only a small bowl of steaming brown medicinal soup.

"One hour is just right, mortal second grade, refreshing soup."

Qin Yuan muttered softly.

The audience in the live broadcast room seemed to be able to smell the strong medicinal fragrance through the mobile phone screen.

"Doctor Qin, is the medicine ready?"

The middle-aged man who stood at the kitchen door watching for two hours asked cautiously.

For two hours, he didn't make a sound.

He didn't dare to speak out until he saw Qin Yuan turn off the fire.

After standing for so long, his legs were completely numb, and when he moved slightly, it was as if an electric current was running around.

"The medicine has been decocted, and it can be given to the patient as long as it cools down a little."

Qin Yuan nodded slightly, and gave the middle-aged man a reassuring look.

He was also curious about the effect of this prescription for treating brain stem damage.

...

Kyoto University of Chinese Medicine

"I took a look at the medicinal residue just now. I can't see anything except the crushed medicinal materials. There are no strange medicinal materials. This medicine can treat brain stem damage. It's just a dream come true!"

"If it really works, my old man, I will go to Jinzhou tomorrow to worship this kid as my teacher!"

The old professor was panting heavily.

He took out his mobile phone and dialed the police.

He could not tolerate Qin Yuan's "bluffing" behavior.

If it's really a script, that's fine.

I'm afraid it's a real patient!

He must punish Qin Yuan severely!

...

"Okay, the temperature is just right, it can be given to the patient, uncle, please help the patient up."

Qin Yuan put his finger on the bowl to test the temperature, and walked out of the kitchen with the medicine in his hand.

The middle-aged man limped into the room with numb legs and helped his wife up.

Qin Yuan fed the decoction with a spoon and put the bowl aside.

Next, just wait patiently for the decoction to take effect.

"Is it okay? Why is there no response after drinking it?"

"Do you think you are playing games? Take a medicine and immediately recover your blood?"

"What panacea is not so fast? Wait patiently and let the bullet fly for a while."

"I hope the anchor will cure him!"

"I'm also a medical student. My medical knowledge doesn't allow me to believe in such absurd things. If it can be cured, I'll shit on my head in a spiral."

"Reported, the anchor is a charlatan."

"Damn it, don't delay the patient's treatment. As long as you have any conscience, you should send the patient to the hospital directly!"

"..."

While waiting for the decoction to take effect, the barrage in the live broadcast room floated densely.

There are even more grumpy audiences smearing honey with small mouths and exhaling fragrance.

With more people in the live broadcast room, the natural rhythm also increased.

This is unavoidable.

Brainstem damage is irreversible and there are no treatment options globally.

This makes them believe that a small Chinese medicine doctor in a small clinic can cure it?

Among the many barrages, there are also notification messages that no one has noticed.

[Jinzhou City Police] has entered the live broadcast room.

...

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