MTL - Medical Master-Chapter 1 Campus hidden master!

September, Jiangjing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, library.

Fangqiu chose a Chinese ancient book "Orthodoxology" from the bookshelf to the rest area.

As a freshman who just entered school, he was unable to military training because of the rain today. He first came to the library to read books.

Although I didn't know much about Chinese medicine before I went to college, it didn't hinder his interest in Chinese medicine and healing.

Of course, he has a purpose in applying for the Chinese Medicine University.

Fangqiu opened a chair in front of the table, sat down and placed "Orthodoxology" on the table.

Look down at the book in front of you.

But he did not flip the book, just casually put his hands on the sides of the book.

Then, gently tap the right hand.

A strange and magical scene happened!

Without the slightest other movements, just like this, the book turned out to be silently and automatically!

In the face of such a strange situation, Fang Qiu looks as usual, as if everything is normal.

Fortunately, the school just started school, the whole library is poor, no one saw the strange scene just now, otherwise it would not be considered a haunted and scared to death.

Fangqiu's right hand is constantly raised and photographed, and the book keeps turning pages until it enters the text.

Read it with relish.

Just after reading a page, the right hand is lifted again, ready to pat.

At this time a rush of footsteps sounded from a distance.

Fangqiu's usual hand raised his hand and slowly lowered it.

The book is quiet and there is no page turning, but the sound behind it is already there.

"Fangqiu, I finally found you!"

Fangqiu turned his head and saw that the person who came to be the assistant class teacher of their three classes, Liu Feifei.

A beautiful and enthusiastic junior school sister.

I remember the first day of school, when Liu Feifei appeared, and said that they were the class teacher of the three classes, the whole class of boys suddenly stunned their eyes.

"I didn't expect you to be so eager to learn. When you are tired of military training, do you actually go to see the book?!"

Liu Feifei walked across from Fangqiu. After sitting down, he glanced at the book on the table. After admiring the sentence, he curiously asked: "Gu Wen? Do you understand? Chinese medicine major, but the second semester is only open orthopedics. The class is now a bit early!"

"Just look around."

Fangqiu did not directly say that he could understand.

He can really understand.

"The spirit is commendable!"

Liu Feifei praised, and then a pair of big eyes stared at him with a big eye. "I didn't pick up your phone for a long time. What happened?"

Fangqiu heard a word, immediately looked at the mobile phone in the pocket and found that there were five missed calls. Some embarrassed said: "Mute, didn't hear."

Liu Feifei nodded with relief, it seems that she did not deliberately miss the call.

For the first time, I was the head teacher, and I had a high expectation for this group of newly enrolled freshmen. I don’t want to have a disobedient guy in the class just a few days after the start of school.

"This is the case. The reason why we call you is that our college has decided to hold a freshman mid-Autumn Festival party in the playground tomorrow night. The college requires every new class to have a program. I am here to find you." Everyone in the class must report, you don't want to escape, I will filter from it after the report."

Liu Feifei explained it and then asked directly: "What special strength do you have?"

"Features?"

Fangqiu thought about it and said: "Is it a fun to play the flute?"

Liu Feifei heard the words and hurriedly asked: "How is the level? How many levels of the country?"

"Generally, I haven't tested it."

Fangqiu thought about his level, then compared the level of the old man, and immediately gave himself a fairly pertinent evaluation.

Liu Feifei was somewhat disappointed. She still thought that there would be another amazing show in the class. I didn't expect the level to be just normal.

"Can I listen to your play first?"

At this point, she made up her mind. If it is true that the level of the kid is really normal, then it is not necessary to report it.

Fangqiu said something awkward: "It can be, but the flute is now in the dormitory."

Then pointed to the book.

The meaning is obvious, I have to read books, I don't want to go back to the dormitory.

"Small party!"

Liu Feifei’s intimate little party directly shouted that the Fangqiu goose bumps were all up.

"The time is tight, I will report to the show at noon today, you have to understand the school sister!"

Looking at the appearance of a big beautiful school girl with a smile and a soft face, Fang Qiu Dun was a big man.

This trick is a bit overwhelming!

Reject, sorry.

Don't refuse to go to the dormitory and the library under normal circumstances, you have to walk for 40 minutes on the road.

He really didn't want to waste too much time, and he was a freshman. He didn't have a library card. He couldn't leave the book and only stay in the library to read.

Slightly hesitated, Fangqiu said: "Like this, Sister, I will show you a hand flute, so it seems that I can understand my level, how?"

"Hand flute? What is a flute?"

Liu Feifei looked confused and had another interest in her heart.

Fangqiu explained patiently: "The flute is a way of playing with the hands as a musical instrument resonance box, very simple."

It was very simple to hear, and Liu Feifei’s interest went on.

Seeing Fangqiu so well, she is too embarrassed to be a class teacher and a schoolmate. She can only agree with this compromise.

"Well, then I will listen."

Seeing that I don’t have to go back to the dormitory, Fangqiu smiled and put the phone down.

Under the gaze of the beautiful school sister, the hands are directly folded into a palm shape, and the palms are vacated, and a small hole is leaked out of the thumb.

The mouth is close to the thumb.

The chest is agitated.

The airflow comes out of the mouth.

A beautiful melody instantly resounded throughout the library.

"this is?"

Liu Feifei’s eyes were so wide and shocked that she couldn’t help but lose her voice. “Is this Blue and White Porcelain?”

The next scene directly shocked her.

Fangqiu nodded as he played and did not affect the playing.

Liu Feifei looked at Fangqiu with a lost look.

She had thought that the flute and the whistle were almost the same, but she never imagined that it was so magical, and it played a melody like a scorpio.

This hand is too great!

I really didn't think that I had such a powerful guy hidden in my class!

It was too late to think about it, she was directly intoxicated by the beautiful melodies.

She felt that she was lying in the antique scenery of the south of the Yangtze River, holding a pink painted flower paper umbrella, standing on the stone bridge, looking at the millennium for a thousand years, seeing the beautiful blue-and-white porcelain, and saw the love story that turned beautiful.

Azure and other rains, and I am waiting for you.

The smoke rises and rises thousands of miles across the river.

She seems to be a bystander, and it seems to be the heroine of a love story.

A kind of ambiguity, a thought.

Lightly lingering.

What a nice view!

So sad!

The melody continued, and she was immersed in the rain and rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

......

After a song was blown, Fangqiu put down his hands, and some strangely looked at the beautiful school sister who was still immersed in the melody. He did not bother to continue reading.

After a minute.

The beautiful school sister woke up, grabbed his hands directly, and said with both eyes: "It's too powerful! Fangqiu is really amazing! It's so nice!"

"I have listened to the blue-and-white porcelain for dozens of times. For the first time, I feel so fascinating! Who can think that you have only used a pair of simple hands to blow out the human world!"

"Sister, you have won the prize."

Fang Qiu rushed out his hand, and some said awkwardly, he really didn't feel like his level.

"There is no prize at all!"

Liu Feifei directly denied Fangqiu's self-evaluation, and then looked at him with a resentful look. "All of this level, you still said that you are generally like, I almost got cheated by you! Now, as the class teacher, I officially inform you, your The program was requisitioned, no flute, just blow it by hand!"

After she finished, she was excited and laughed. "There are two shows in our class, and it will definitely shine."

"Two?"

Fangqiu asked with doubts, "What is the other program?"

"Chen Cong's martial arts performance! This kid is also Tibetan mastiff, the punching of the tiger and the wind, not even to say, although worse than your performance, but also a good show!"

Liu Feifei stood up and raised the powder punch at Fangqiu. "We will rely on you both tomorrow night! Come on!"

After saying that he took out the library card directly from his pocket and threw it to Fangqiu.

"This is the reward that the school sister will give you, and I will wait for your library card to be returned to me."

After that, the wind and fire left.

Martial arts?

Fangqiu looked at his hands and smiled.

Martial arts, he will also.

But his name is martial arts.

Or martial arts.

Thinking of martial arts, Fang Qiu could not help but look awkward and sighed.

I don't know how the old man is doing now?

He was a three-year-old martial artist, and he was seventeen years old. He worked for 14 years.

And this is all done without everyone knowing, including parents.

When he was three years old, he met his father. The father secretly taught him for twelve years.

Until the second year of high school, he broke through a realm before he realized that the old man was suffering from hidden diseases. At that time, he knew that the old man had been using his powerful cultivation to suppress the disease and did not cure the disease.

Until I couldn’t suppress it, the old man left a sentence and quietly left, not knowing where to go.

"There is no way to teach, I am good at martial arts. I am going to cure the disease. Goodbye!"

He is very clear that the injury of the father is definitely not a cure, otherwise it will be delayed for so long.

Just think of a person who met him at the age of three and taught him no regrets for a full twelve years, but he could not give back or even help him to be a trace, and he could not help but feel awkward and painful.

Therefore, he applied for the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

I hope that I can learn to become a doctor and cure the illness of my father.

I also hope to cure more people's diseases.

He is very clear that the shorter the time of completion, the less dangerous the father is.

I only hope that the father can stick to that day. .

What made him most embarrassed was that he did not know what kind of illness the father had. Although he noticed the existence of hidden diseases, he did not know the specific condition.

Therefore, he cannot learn specifically.

Therefore, there is no way, only the treatment methods involved in Chinese medicine, how much he can learn, and try not to waste a minute.

The reason why he would first read the books of orthopedics was because he was a martial artist, and he knew a little about his muscles and bones. He also learned some treatments from his injuries.

Therefore, the ancient books in this area he started faster.

I hope to learn from a big doctor.

I hope that my father will be well!

In Fang Qiu’s heart, he said that he would use the book card to collect it, converging his mind and continue reading.

The library has also returned to silence.

As Fangqiu's palms continue to rise and fall, a page of pages is constantly being opened.

Soon, a book is finished.

He stood up and entered the bookshelf and picked an ancient book about orthopedics.

He prepared for a subject and a subject, until the plenary session, and only look at the ancient books, if modern medicine can cure the father's disease, it has long been cured, the father will not suppress for so long, so he chose to seek methods in ancient books.

Soon, another one is finished.

Fangqiu reads a book very quickly, and it doesn't look like a book, but a book.

One morning passed, Fangqiu had already seen four or five orthopedic books of ancient origin.

Looked at the time on the phone, it was already 11 o'clock noon, he stretched a lazy waist, mobilized the internal gas to rotate a circle inside, the fatigue suddenly disappeared without a trace.

With the unfinished book, he chose several books on orthopedics to be brought back to the dormitory.

I came to the lending office and handed the books and the borrowing card to the librarian in front of me, a middle-aged person who looked a little cold.

The middle-aged man glanced at the borrowing card at random, then glanced at the old book, his eyes flashed a bit of a strange, then looked up to Fangqiu, his eyes were more strange.

"New students? Can you understand?"

(The first chapter of the new book, all kinds of requests, seeking all kinds of support ah! The next chapter is updated at 5:30 pm!)