"Don't think about it. As far as I know, even the holy hands can't cure your disease. After the holy hands, there are the miracle-working doctors."
Xu Miaolin seemed to see through Fang Qiu's thoughts and said immediately. Then he sat back in the chair.
"However, the miracle-working doctors are only in the rumors."
"It turns out that the Chinese Medicine circle is so complicated."
Fang Qiu smiled bitterly.
"I have another piece of data here."
Xu Miaolin smiled and said, "Since you're interested, I'll tell you all about it."
Hearing that.
Fang Qiu immediately calmed down and continued to listen.
"Currently, there are 500,000 registered doctors of traditional Chinese medicine in the country, but there are only 1,253 doctors of craftsmanship who have been recognized by the Chinese medicine industry. There are 451 doctors of brightness who have been recognized, 50 doctors of greatness, and only three doctors of divine hands."
Xu Miaolin said with a smile, "This is just about the four levels of Chinese Medicine. To cure your disease, in addition to the improvement of the level, you must also be proficient in acupuncture, moxibustion, massage, scraping, bonesetting, Qigong, fire therapy, medicinal baths, folk prescriptions, and even Taoist elixirs and Buddhist incantations. There is a long way to go!"
Fang Qiu certainly knew there was a long way to go, but he was more curious about a question.
"Then why do I have to keep taking the assessment in the Chinese Medicine Association?"
It came back to the original question.
Why did he have to be recognized by the Chinese Medicine circle to cure the old master's disease?
Xu Miaolin talked for a long time, but he just explained the division of the Chinese Medicine circle, but didn't explain this point.
"It's very simple."
Xu Miaolin asked, "If you don't take the assessment, will the Chinese Medicine circle recognize you?"
"No."
Fang Qiu said.
"If the Chinese Medicine circle doesn't recognize you, then you can't get some unique books of Chinese Medicine that are not circulated in the market and only a few people know about their existence."
Xu Miaolin said, "Each of these unique books is the essence of the Chinese Medicine circle, a treasure. And because they are too precious, these unique books of Chinese Medicine are only circulated in the group recognized by the Chinese Medicine circle."
"Doctors of craftsmen have unique books of doctors of craftsmen."
"Doctors of brightness also have unique books of doctors of brightness."
"The unique books of each level are hidden in their respective level groups and will not be circulated to the lower levels. Because without reaching a certain level, you can't understand them at all. Instead, it will interfere with the peepers' learning of Chinese Medicine."
Fang Qiu was stunned and asked with a frown.
"Then why isn't it circulated?"
"Although I can't understand it without reaching a certain realm, can't those who can understand it be taught? Even if you don't want to teach it, you can translate it into a language that ordinary people can understand and spread it so that more people can learn it. "
"Not suitable!"
Xu Miaolin shook her head and said, "Because there are many unique copies that are contrary to the existing theories of TCM. Once they are circulated, they will only have the opposite effect."
Now, Fang Qiu finally understood.
"The book I showed you before was the only copy I had."
Xu Miaolin's voice came.
"That's the only copy?"
Fang Qiu was shocked!
The book that gave him the Boneset Theory turned out to be the only copy?
If this unique book was already so powerful, would the other unique books have mysterious lost arts?
Maybe he didn't need to be proficient in all aspects. He just needed to learn the contents of some unique books to cure the old man's illness!
The more Fang Qiu thought about it, the more excited he became.
"The most important thing is the gathering of experts from all sects. Only highly-skilled doctors who are recognized are qualified to enter."
Xu Miaolin threw another shocking bomb.
A highly-skilled doctor?
Fang Qiu was startled.
"Only highly-skilled doctors can enter. That is to say, I have to become a highly-skilled doctor in a year and a half?"
"Is this possible?"
"Mr. Xu, I wonder what level you have reached in the Chinese Medicine circle?"
Fang Qiu hurriedly looked up at Xu Miaolin and asked.
"Me?"
Xu Miaolin smiled slightly and didn't answer. He just quietly raised his hand and gestured in the air.
He took a closer look.
Fang Qiu suddenly found that Xu Miaolin wrote the word "highly-skilled" in the air.
A highly-skilled doctor!
Sure enough!
He thought Xu Miaolin was very powerful, but he didn't expect that he was one of the 50 highly-skilled doctors in the country.
After learning the level division of the Chinese Medicine circle and the examination and promotion, he knew what the word "highly-skilled doctor" meant.
At least three. Awesome, really awesome!
"That is to say, if I want to get the unique book like Boneset Theory, I have to become a highly-skilled doctor?"
Thinking of this, Fang Qiu frowned slightly.
"The highly-skilled doctor has become an obstacle that I can't pass."
"Then …"
Before Fang Qiu asked, Xu Miaolin directly stopped him and said, "Don't expect me to tell you the meeting place. I won't tell you, and no one will tell you. So, whether you want to attend this meeting or cure your disease, you have to become a highly-skilled doctor within a year and a half! "
Fang Qiu sighed deeply.
"It seems that I can't take advantage of others."
So he looked at Xu Miaolin sincerely and said sincerely.
"Mr. Xu!"
"Can I learn Chinese Medicine from you? The school implements the apprentice plan. Can I worship you as my teacher?"
After that, he stared at Xu Miaolin closely.
Xu Miaolin glanced at Fang Qiu, but shook his head with a smile and said,
"You don't have to worship me as your teacher."
"The road of Chinese Medicine is a long one. You have to cure at least ten thousand people and visit a group of wise teachers. Although I know all the subjects, it's too complicated and not good. It's okay for me to popularize Chinese Medicine knowledge with you. As a teacher, I'm afraid I'll make a mistake for you."
Fang Qiu was stunned.
He didn't expect Xu Miaolin to refuse so directly.
He was about to beg again!
Xu Miaolin pondered for a moment and continued, "However, since you have the firm belief to learn Chinese Medicine, I can be your guide and teach you something. I can also guide you step by step like a teacher. I can also take you to the examination of Chinese Medicine."
Fang Qiu was overjoyed when he heard that.
That was a yes.
"But I still need to take the examination."
Xu Miaolin suddenly said, "Besides, I need money!"
"How much?"
Fang Qiu asked hurriedly.
Although he didn't have money, he couldn't miss this opportunity.
He couldn't find a teacher like Xu Miaolin in this school.
"If I want to know all the subjects, I may not find a suitable teacher like Xu Miaolin in the Chinese Medicine circle!"
"Three hundred thousand!"
Xu Miaolin smiled and put up three fingers.
Three hundred thousand …
Hearing that, Fang Qiu couldn't help but smile bitterly.
He still owed someone one thousand, and now there was another three hundred thousand?
But!
He would pay for it!
If he didn't have money, he would find a way!
He couldn't miss this opportunity!
Once he missed it, it would be hard to find such a good teacher.
"This money is for me to pay."
Xu Miaolin glanced at Fang Qiu, who had a bitter smile on his face, and said, "The more excellent a person is, the more arrogant he is. I washed my master's feet for three years before I was allowed to learn. You don't have to wash my feet. Give me some money to show your filial piety! "
"As the saying goes, money moves people's hearts. You must move your heart and pay something to learn Chinese Medicine."
"Some things, the easier it is to get, the easier it is to lose. The truly precious things are unobtainable, and only those that are hard to get will be cherished."
Speaking of this.
Xu Miaolin changed the topic and said with a smile, "Besides, a master depends on his apprentice. Otherwise, why would he accept an apprentice? Maybe after you learn Chinese Medicine, I will return the money to you."
"Okay! How long do you want it? "
Fang Qiu didn't think too much and directly raised his head to ask.
"You've made up your mind so soon?"
Xu Miaolin said with a smile, "Three hundred thousand is not a small number. Don't you calculate how long it will take to practice medicine to earn back the three hundred thousand?"
Hearing that, Fang Qiu shook his head and said, "I only want to learn, not to make money!"
Xu Miaolin nodded with satisfaction.
"I only want to learn, not to make money." What a good saying.
Nowadays, there were not many people with this idea in the field of Chinese Medicine.
Nowadays, there were more and more students studying Chinese Medicine, and there were many people who became a monk halfway. Which one of them didn't choose Chinese Medicine to find a good job in the future?
Didn't want to make money with Chinese Medicine?
How many people who studied Chinese Medicine dared to say this?
"I'll give you one month. Three hundred thousand."
Shen Miaolin said, "Come here tomorrow afternoon, and then I will test you."
"Okay!"
Fang Qiu nodded and agreed.
Three hundred thousand in one month. Although it was difficult for a student like him to reach the sky.
But no matter how difficult it was, he would collect it.
Not for anything else, but to repay the old master's kindness!
Looking at Fang Qiu striding away, Xu Miaolin smiled and said, "I'd like to see how much potential I can force out of you. No one has ever become a highly-skilled doctor in one and a half years."
"Suffering from a terminal illness, borrowing money to learn. Maybe I can really force out a genius!"
"I'm looking forward to it!"
…
Leaving the reading room, Fang Qiu went all the way to the canteen.
After dinner, he returned to the dormitory.
Because there was no evening class, Fang Qiu had been reading in the dormitory.
But his heart couldn't calm down.
"What should I do?"
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Fang Qiu racked his brains.
Three hundred thousand was not a small amount for him.
It was not a small amount for any student.
He had to find a way to earn three hundred thousand in a month.
But how on earth to earn it?
He was very troubled.
How on earth to earn this money?
After thinking for more than an hour, he had thought of all kinds of reasonable and legal ways, but he still couldn't figure it out.
Just when Fang Qiu was extremely distressed, Sun Hao, Zhou Xiaotian and Zhu Benzheng came back.
"Lao San, we have to hurry up, or we won't be able to book the tickets."
Zhu Benzheng said as soon as they entered the door.
"Don't worry."
As soon as they sat down at the desk, Sun Hao turned on the laptop with a smile and said, "I'm famous for getting tickets. There is no ticket that I can't get. Today, even if I have to stay up all night, I will get the tickets."
After that, he immediately began to operate.
"Where are you going?"
Hearing the discussion of the three, Fang Qiu put aside his troubles and asked.
"What's wrong?"
Sun Hao looked up at Fang Qiu and asked with a smile, "The youngest, do you want to go with us?"
"No."
Fang Qiu immediately shook his head and said with a wry smile, "I'm too poor, and I have to work in the hospital on Sunday."
"You still go to work on a holiday?"
Zhou Xiaotian turned his head and asked curiously.
"I have no choice. The people of the motherland need me!"
Fang Qiu said with a look of concern for the country and the people.
"Bah!"
Zhou Xiaotian's strong sarcasm turned into such a concise word.
"We are going to Mount Tai. You really don't want to go with us?"
Sun Hao asked as he entered the password of the train ticket website.
"No."
Fang Qiu nodded in response.
However, he was stunned inwardly.
Mount Tai?
Hearing Sun Hao's words, he suddenly thought of one thing.
He remembered that the old master seemed to have found a herb from Mount Tai and said it was one of the Earth Treasures.
At that time.
At first, he thought that the herb was just an ordinary Chinese medicine. But later, he realized that the purpose of the old man finding the herb was to suppress his injury.
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