For Li Ang, this was a huge surprise.
Due to the restrictions and restrictions of the level difference between the two systems, the soccer system was full of experience but could not be upgraded. Li Ang had been working hard to upgrade the level of the medical system, but his progress was mediocre.
Now, this unexpected upgrade solved a problem that he was currently facing. At the same time, the experience gained from this upgrade allowed Li Ang to see a whole new world. So the system could be upgraded like this?
This time, he was lucky enough to find a unique ancient book. After he succeeded in understanding it, it facilitated the upgrade of the system. Then, would this continue to be useful? Could it be used as a reference?!
Li Ang secretly noted this in his heart. If there was a chance in the future, he would go to Taobao to try his luck.
The medical system was upgraded from level one to level two. Then, as usual, Li Ang found that the system's reward was still a lucky draw.
It was a familiar scene, and the same feeling of waiting.
The pointer slowly turned and finally stopped at a quaint wooden sign.
Then, the wooden sign was flipped over. Li Ang saw the elegant words on it. It was the word "emotion".
Li Ang was stunned. As a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, he naturally understood the meaning of these two words. "Emotion" was an important concept in traditional Chinese medicine psychology. In traditional Chinese medicine psychology, "emotion" and "emotion" were called "emotion". As a concept, it became a synonym for people's feelings and emotions. To put it more bluntly, "emotion" in modern medicine corresponded to psychology.
"Emotion", why was it "emotion"? What was the meaning of it?
At this time, a system prompt sounded in his mind. "Congratulations on obtaining the title of" Emotion Scholar "."
Then, some information from the system flowed into his mind. This category of "emotion" helped Li Ang in that he could communicate and communicate with patients with "mental illness", or it could be said that the level of treatment had improved by leaps and bounds. The level of "Emotion Scholar" was roughly equivalent to the level of a psychological counselor. What did this level mean? According to the country's laws, only those who had a doctor's degree in psychology, education, or medicine were qualified to apply for the assessment to become a level two psychological counselor.
Of course, Li Ang did not pay attention to this level of false reputation. What he valued was the meaning behind it. According to the system's explanation and his understanding, when he communicated with others, the charm of his words would increase significantly. It would affect the psychological state of the person he was talking to, either openly or secretly, to achieve the purpose of treatment. The manifestation of the data was that Li Ang's treatment success rate for general mental illnesses could reach up to 90%. Of course, this referred to the more common mental illnesses.
In addition to the basic explanation, the information that flowed into his mind included some knowledge about "emotion". This was all hidden knowledge that Li Ang had not come into contact with before. There were even some special case introductions. In other words, this knowledge was almost crammed into Li Ang's mind. With his family background, he only needed to slowly comprehend it, and his level would improve qualitatively.
In addition, the level of "emotion" was divided. The lowest level was "emotion scholar", followed by "emotion teacher", "emotion master", and the highest level was "emotion grandmaster".
Li Ang pondered. "Emotion" was a category of traditional Chinese medicine. Correspondingly, traditional Chinese medicine naturally had other categories, including medicine, acupuncture, massage, curses, and so on. Since he could draw the "emotion" category this time, did it mean that he could draw other categories in the future? Since "emotion" was divided into levels, would other subjects be similar?
This idea made Li Ang somewhat excited. This also meant that his medical level had the opportunity to improve by leaps and bounds. Moreover, many of the knowledge in the system were hidden secrets that were very precious. In the future, Li Ang's medical level might reach an unprecedented height.
*****
It was already noon. The father and son returned home for lunch. Li Ang was still sorting out the sudden amount of information in his mind.
"Hey, son, what are you thinking about?" Li Guodong looked at his son who was in a daze and patted Li Ang's shoulder.
"Ah, nothing." Li Ang came back to his senses and said. He decided that when he had time, he would sort out the knowledge in his mind and communicate it with his father. Although he did not intend to inherit his father's profession, his father vowed to practice medicine for the rest of his life. Saving patients was Li Guodong's greatest pride and joy. Being able to help his father improve his medical level could be considered as fulfilling his filial piety.
However, when the time came, he would have to think of a good wording. Otherwise, he would have refused to inherit his family's knowledge in this life. Now that he had suddenly become so powerful, even more powerful than his father, it would naturally be suspicious.
Seeing that his son was still in a daze, Li Guodong was about to scold him with a stern face.
However, Li Ang suddenly remembered something very important.
He was about to leave China and return to Europe. However, there was always a knot in his heart, and that was Alice's condition. Although he could control Alice's condition now, it was not a long-term solution.
"Dad, I have a friend. Her condition is a bit special. Can you help take a look?" Li Ang said.
Sure enough, Li Guodong, who was about to scold his son, immediately became serious when he heard about the condition.
"Well, tell me."
Li Ang described some of Alice's symptoms. Then, he ran back to his room and took out a book. In it, he recorded in detail the time of Alice's illness, some symptoms, and his diagnosis and treatment plan.
"Stubborn asthma?" Li Guodong said after looking carefully with his reading glasses. Then, he stood up with his hands behind his back. Then, he shook his head. "Something is wrong. No, it's not that simple."
Then, Li Guodong suddenly looked at the book in his hand in surprise. "Who wrote this treatment manual? This person's level is quite good. "
When Li Ang heard this, his mind lit up. It seemed that this was a chance for his father to slowly accept his medical level.
"I wrote it." Li Ang replied.
"You? How is that possible? " Li Guodong was shocked. His son did not like to be a doctor. He was bent on pursuing his football dream. Based on this manual, this person's medical level was already very good. Even if it was much worse than his own, he could be regarded as a rising star in the Chinese medicine industry. So, how could it be his son?
But … Li Guodong put on his reading glasses again and looked carefully. It was indeed his son's handwriting!
"Dad." Li Ang chose his words carefully and said, "Although I have my dream and career, and I want to be a great football coach, I know that you have always wanted me to be a doctor and take over your mantle. So, when I have nothing to do, I will read books. I have read the books at home several times and slowly understood them. I have also studied the manual that you used to treat patients. I have watched the process of your treatment and slowly understood some of it. Although I can't become a doctor, I still hope to be closer to your dream. "
Li Guodong was stunned when he heard his son's words. He stared at his son's eyes. His son was not lying. Moreover, the handwriting and the treatment process in the manual were all evidence.
Li Guodong suddenly laughed and patted his son on the shoulder. "Good, good, good!"
Li Ang looked at his father. Seeing his father's cloudy eyes, he suddenly felt a lump in his throat.
Dad, your son is unfilial! I have made you worry. Don't worry. In this life, I will make you proud of me!
Li Ang's mother, who had prepared a table of dishes, heard the noise and ran out. She was surprised when she saw this scene.
Then, Li Guodong happily told his wife about it. Li Ang's mother was also very happy after hearing it. As a mother, she didn't have much opinion about whether Li Ang would inherit his father's business or not. As long as her son was healthy and happy, she was the happiest. However, her son could understand his father's wishes and was willing to do something to make his husband happy. As a wife and mother, she was the happiest.
The family lunch was very lively. Li Guodong was relieved. Although his son may not be able to become a Chinese medicine practitioner as he wished, his son no longer rejected medicine and was willing to contact and learn. This made him very happy. At the table, Li Guodong used some cases to test his son. Li Ang answered them fluently. It could be said that he was very symptomatic. This made Li Guodong even happier. He didn't expect that his son could reach the current level just by reading books and studying silently. This level could be said to be young and handsome in the current Chinese medicine field.
Thinking of this, Li Guodong's heart was full of regret. His son seemed to be a medical genius. Oh, what a pity, what a pity, or his son's achievements in the field of traditional Chinese medicine would definitely be above him.
Li Ang saw his father, who was originally in high spirits, suddenly sighed. He guessed the reason and quickly changed the topic.
"Dad, I'm talking about my friend's illness. Please take more effort to see if you can find the root of the disease and treat it." Li Ang said.
"Well, I know." Li Guodong nodded. As long as it was a patient, he would take it seriously.
"This time, you have to take out your most serious attitude, Dad." Li Ang said with a smile, unwilling to give up.
"Brat, what's the relationship between your friend and you? Do you have to be so careful? Don't you believe in your father's medical ethics? "Li Guodong scolded his son. Obviously, he was dissatisfied with his son's endless chatter.
"Uh, that friend." Li Ang paused for a moment and said with some embarrassment, "Maybe she will be your daughter-in-law in the future."
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