Young Medical Sage

Golden fingers floated in Qin Yue's mind. Below him were rows upon rows of medical books and all sorts of tools like bells. These were all skills that Qin Yue had obtained, and all of them were methods that he could use.

These things were just like skill books in a game, they could be used once you clicked it. Although it was not very proficient, in the end, it was still Chinese medicine because of experience medicine. However, Qin Yue currently did not have much experience.

When he met with an illness, he would rely on his own abilities, as well as the medical treatment in his mind, then take the right medicine.

As for dialectical Yang Ming or something like that, and the rise and fall of his blood vessels, although Qin Yue understood them, he was not proficient in them.

In the end, Qin Yue's patients were still too few, and there were less than twenty of them.

Each of them sat in the library and looked at the pile of academic books on the shelves. These were all taught by the Professor Wu for Qin Yue to see, and he even asked if he could get a diploma for him.

Qin Yue knew that this was important, so he came here to look through the books one by one.

That golden finger did not bring Qin Yue an astonishing amount of memories, but the only thing that Qin Yue had in mind, coupled with the effects from the notes and the memories, was very obvious. At least, that was what Qin Yue thought.

To put it bluntly, it was because he did not have a certificate. He did not have the certificate of a top grade acupuncturist, or even the certificate of a pushover, and that was not the important point, since he had the ability, the important point was that Qin Yue was rich, and since he had the money, he did not need to care about that small business.

As for Xue Ling, she should be watching TV at home. The two of them had lived together for too long, they were already familiar with each other to the point of kinship. Naturally, there was nothing to worry about. Not to mention that Tianxue Ling's eyes had almost recovered, she would not be able to see the light of day.

He sat at the table by the window in the library and flipped through the pages one by one the books in his hands. There were a few girls' papers surrounding Qin Yue and they were all holding onto a book, their gazes occasionally sweeping towards Qin Yue.

He was already like this in high school, surrounded by a group of female students. At that time, he was concentrated on taking care of Xue Ling, and although Xue Ling was not here, Qin Yue still chose to ignore those female students.

Walking out of the library, Qin Yue met the Professor Wu. His eyes were filled with longing, longing to be able to learn how to control his Innate Qi and how to use his Innate Qi to cure his illness.

But Qin Yue really had no way to explain it, so how could he explain it?

"Professor Wu, I know you want to know how to use zhenqi, but I don't understand either."

Qin Yue looked at Professor Wu and did not write about it. Although he was still a student in the Professor Wu, he still had to do this, but the reality was that the Reef did not teach him anything. Qin Yue had basically taught himself, and there were even some classic Professor Wu that actually asked Qin Yue about his literary harm. This was not because Qin Yue had any knowledge that they could understand, but because there were too many books in his memories. Although these memories were not completely digested, they were deeply imprinted in his mind and could be contacted whenever he wanted to use them. It was like turning all the books into a database; he could find the relevant information as long as he searched for the key words. What Qin Yue lacked now was not this, but how to change it so that all the knowledge belonged to him. He knew how to clarify the specifics, and did not think of a medical case that was already in his possession.

Qin Yue clearly understood his weakness, so he would not act arrogantly in front of the Professor Wu, furthermore, this person was his senior, and now he was his nominal mentor.

Accompanying Professor Wu all the way to the campus of the Chinese Medical University, Professor Wu kept talking about the public opinion that had been stirred up by the topic of true energy over the years.

"Do you know? "In the '90s, because of those qi masters and the demons they created, how much discrimination have our Chinese medicine suffered?"

Following his conversation with the Professor Wu, Qin Yue found out about how great an impact the affairs of the seventies and nineties had had on modern Chinese medicine, but he could not do anything about it. Even in front of this old man, the most he could at most take out a portion of the medical books that had already been lost and let the elder think about them.

"Professor Wu, it's not that I don't want to teach you, but this is indeed a family heirloom.

Qin Yue could only use this reason, after all, there was no other way to explain why he would know so much, "However, even though there was no way to communicate with Professor Wu due to the Innate Qi, I remember the medical manual that was basically lost."

However, he still could not say anything on the surface. After all, he was a member of the Warm Replenishment Faction and he also knew of some opportunities to pass on the clan s legacy, such as the fact that there were many things that were passed down to men and not girls, or that they were only passed on to their own sons and daughters. After all, this was a method of survival used by the people of ancient times, and it was normal for it to be kept a secret.

Although this was already a modern society, all these rules were passed down from generation to generation, it was necessary for Qin Yue, who was the descendant, to abide by these rules. Moreover, the method of using true qi that Qin Yue knew was indeed worth it being kept a secret, even the Professor Wu would not agree with it.

However, when Qin Yue said that he could tell him some of the lost ancient books, Professor Wu's heart lit up again. After all, in these few days, he had gained some understanding of Qin Yue, and the profoundness of his knowledge, could even be measured by the library, there were even some unheard-of theories. Although they sounded terrifying, but in reality, they were extremely useful.

Qin Yue saw the change in Professor Wu's expression, and knew that Professor Wu understood his situation, so he opened his mouth and said: "Teacher Wu, why don't you find a place for me to write to you."

Hearing Qin Yue's words, Professor Wu immediately waved his hands, "No rush, no rush."

But at the same time, he was also in a good mood, because what lost medical book was Qin Yue talking about?

After all, from Qin Yue's understanding of modern Chinese medicine over the past few days, those things were really too shocking. Their theories were completely based on his Innate Qi and even his inner sight, let alone how many people would be shocked if he took them out and at the same time scolded Qin Yue that he was a liar. If he took these things out, who else could use them other than him?