C793 Teaching
C793 Teaching
He had the honor of meeting Elder Ling once. Just one meeting was still fresh in his memory. After that, Yu Sheng had always regarded Elder Ling, who was more than ten years old, as his idol. At this moment, he could tell how similar Mo Nan's temperament was to Elder Ling's.
The dean thought for a moment and reminded him.
"You have to think carefully. It's Director Tao's treatment time now. If you force your way in, even if you wake the old man up, it won't count as your victory."
After all, it was not the time yet. No one knew what Tao Dingxiang would do in the remaining time. Mo Nan's actions were no different from breaking the rules.
"Director, you are a devil."
"It doesn't matter if you win or lose. Tell me, if I save the old man, will Director Tao look down on my teacher or even TCM in the future?"
"Of course not." The director was stunned for a moment before he shook his head immediately.
He did not know what had happened inside, but at least he knew that if Tao Dingxiang could save Old Master Miao, she would have done it long ago. How could she drag it out until now?
"Then she's dead." Mo Nan smiled lightly and then said seriously, "Saving people is more important."
When the director heard him, he almost subconsciously moved to the door.
Outside the ward, a large group of doctors listened to Mo Nan's words and felt guilty. They suddenly felt ashamed to look up at others.
In the past two years, whether it was because of the rise in their income as a doctor or the rise in their status as a doctor, they had gradually developed a sense of pride.
Mo Nan just now had a feeling of pride. Mo Nan's words just now were like a blow to their heads, waking them up. The former did not even care about winning or losing. He only wanted to save people, and it made them show respect in their eyes.
Unfortunately, Mo Nan didn't pay attention to their reactions. Otherwise, he would have stuck his tail up proudly and come out of his strange state immediately.
Speaking of which, when he found out that Tao Dingxiang's method could cure the dead, he was a little conflicted. But in a second, he remembered some of Elder Ling's instructions and made up his mind immediately.
Saving a person was nothing more important than letting the patient live.
Almost at that moment, he felt unprecedentedly relaxed. His mind was empty. Apart from medical skills, he did not think about anything else.
It was obvious that he had entered a strange state.
And he had a feeling. In this state, his medical skills were more than half as good as usual.
One should know that with his original medical skills, if he improved by more than half, he would be able to save those who had no brain death, let alone those who had died.
Of course, this feeling made Mo Nan feel strange, as if he was not himself. However, he followed his inner thoughts and did not deliberately break away from this state.
Then, he entered the ward and walked straight to Tao Dingxiang's side, who was sweating profusely.
"Let me do it." Mo Nan said in a light drizzle.
Tao Dingxiang looked back and was shocked when she saw the person behind her.
What was going on with this guy?
Why did it seem like he had suddenly changed into a different person and was possessed?
She did not have time to think about it. She saw Old Master Miao's face gradually recover its color. She felt that she had found the right way, so she sneered.
"What? Are you afraid that you will lose?"
"I don't need your help. I can wake the old man up. Just wait to kneel down and make a fool of yourself."
"You woman."
Mo Nan rolled his eyes and shook his head. He knew very well that once Tao Dingxiang had a medical accident, it would not be less of a blow to her reputation than making her kneel down. Hence, he patiently said.
"You have learned TCM, but unfortunately, your research is not deep, so your current method is wrong.
The old mister seems to have signs of waking up, but in fact, you are the one who saw that the air mass in his body has gone out of control and is trying to calm down the air mass, right?"
"Isn't that the case?" Tao Dingxiang asked back.
At the same time, she was surprised. She was just guessing, but this guy dared to say it with certainty. Could it be that his medical skills were really better than mine?
Mo Nan ignored her thoughts and continued.
"Of course the method is correct. There are only two problems."
"First, you have only just started training, right? But this old man is a martial artist. Even if he has already lost consciousness, the air mass of a martial artist is not something you can pacify."
"Secondly, pacifying the air mass is not as simple as you think. Forcefully sealing the direction of the air mass will certainly allow the old man's heart to recover, but I never thought that this would cause the uncontrollable air mass to become even more irritable, and then harm the other internal organs of the old man."
"What a joke. The air mass is just a kind of power. Do you still have any thoughts?" Tao Dingxiang's eyes slightly narrowed and she sneered.
Mo Nan did not explain. He just used one sentence instead.
"Everything has a spirit."
Tao Dingxiang stopped what she was doing.
Maybe because she used TCM just now, she had changed her view of TCM. At least she knew that TCM theory was useful.
Therefore, she took a step back and said,
"Come, I want to see if your so-called method is really different from mine."
"If you want to learn it secretly, just say it." Mo Nan knew what she was thinking, so he could not help but laugh.
Tao Dingxiang looked a little unnatural.
Just when she wanted to defend herself, she did not expect Mo Nan not only did not drive her away, but instead grabbed her wrist and pulled her back to the hospital bed. He pointed at the acupuncture points on the old man's body and began to teach carefully as he treated her.
"The effect of the acupuncture points on Ancient Martial Warrior's body is very different from ordinary people."
"I have only just started to study it. I am not sure that I am right, but it should be about right. Listen carefully. First of all, this place can help alleviate the energy in Ancient Martial Warrior's body..."
Tao Dingxiang subconsciously wanted to struggle when her wrist was suddenly grabbed. However, when she saw that the man beside her had clear and transparent eyes without any distracting thoughts, she could not help but lower her guard.
In the blink of an eye, Mo Nan began to recount the new methods of cultivating ancient martial arts. She gradually became entranced by the conclusions of the acupuncture points and the air mass.
As far as she knew, no one had ever mentioned it. The Ancient Martial Warrior's acupuncture points were different from ordinary people.
If that was really the case, then wouldn't the Ancient Martial Warrior be injured and sick and unable to be treated with acupuncture?
Mo Nan seemed to see through her doubt and shook his head to explain.
"Otherwise, in fact, I felt strange when I first came into contact with ancient martial arts. The physique of the Ancient Martial Warrior is already far beyond ordinary people. Why is it that other than the Ancient Martial Warrior that cultivates recovery type ancient martial arts, other people who are sick and injured still need a large amount of time to recuperate like ordinary people?"
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"Frankly speaking, the effects of the acupuncture points on the Ancient Martial Warriors are not different. Instead, they are given some other effects on the original foundation..."