novelraw Chapter 82 : You Are Simply a Divine Doctor
Chapter 82 : You Are Simply a Divine Doctor
Chapter 82: You Are Simply a Divine Doctor
After a brief understanding, Lin Mo learned that this Li Chengyang was a professor at their Jiangning Medical University. He specialized in Chinese medicine, and also served as the deputy director of the city’s Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, occasionally going there to see patients.
At school, he was a professor. Outside of school, at the hospital, he was the kind of expert ordinary people found hard to get an appointment with.
Lin Mo finally understood why Professor Mu had said that studying medicine was infuriating, especially Chinese medicine. It turned out she had an old companion who had studied Chinese medicine all his life. No wonder, when she saw him reading the book on Massage and Bone Setting, she had those thoughts—it was because she put herself in that situation.
Taking advantage of the moment when Professor Mu and the others went to the cafeteria, Lin Mo quietly went outside and burned the middle volume of Massage and Bone Setting.
As the flames consumed the paper, Lin Mo once again felt that strange sensation of knowledge being forcibly poured into his mind—it was very mysterious.
It was as if he suddenly gained an extra set of experience in massage and bone setting. This advancement, compared to before, not only deepened his control over the techniques, but also gave him more knowledge about the human body’s structure, acupoints, and muscles and bones. After all, massage and bone setting wasn’t just about technique.
Lin Mo waited until the book burned completely, then finally took a deep breath and left, with a weary feeling as if his brain was overloaded.
On the other side, after finishing the meal, Li Chengyang supported his old companion back to the bedroom.
Although he wasn’t particularly skilled in massage, as a practitioner of Chinese medicine he had still dabbled in it. Naturally, he wanted to massage his old companion a bit.
“How is it, do you feel better?” Li Chengyang asked with a smile, looking at his old companion.
Professor Mu stood up and moved a little, frowning: “It’s okay, but it doesn’t feel as good as when Xiao Lin pressed for me. And you call yourself a Chinese medicine professor—don’t even compare to my student!”
“Hey hey hey, Mu Cuixia, you’d better explain clearly what you mean by me not being as good as your student? If you said something else, I wouldn’t argue. But Chinese medicine—I’ve studied it my whole life! Even if I didn’t specialize in massage, it’s not something a young kid can outdo me at, right? Besides, isn’t that student of yours not even a medical student? He just came to visit you, and you’re already provoking me?”
Professor Li clearly didn’t believe her words, thinking she was just teasing him.
“Why would I lie to you? It’s true, I felt more comfortable when my student pressed for me. Don’t underestimate him. My student inherited family techniques, and he also reads books in related fields on his own. How is that worse than you?”
Professor Mu was not convinced, retorting. After all, she was the one who had personally experienced it—she should have the most say.
Hearing that it was an inherited craft, Professor Li’s expression grew a little more serious. Even he had to admit that some true experts were among the common folk.
“Really?”
“Why would I lie? Just so happens, my student’s body is a bit weak. Why don’t you go and take his pulse? These past two days he’s helped me a lot.” Professor Mu spoke.
Though she hadn’t said much about it, she was indeed grateful to Lin Mo for helping with her massages. So, when a good opportunity came, she immediately thought of him.
Although the couple often bickered, she still had confidence in her old companion’s medical skills. He was by no means a phony professor.
He might not have reached the level of a national master, but within China’s Chinese medicine circle, he was still a recognized figure. In Jiangning, even more so—many officials within the system had sought him out for health treatments. His medical skill spoke for itself.
Meanwhile, not long after Lin Mo returned to the dormitory, he received a message from Miss Yuan. She told him she had already had the item examined. It was genuine, and someone even wanted to buy it immediately at auction price.
However, she didn’t sell it. Instead, she kept it for herself, and asked if he had more. If so, she wanted them all, and also told him to send her his bank account number.
Lin Mo wasn’t surprised that Miss Yuan wanted to buy it herself. He had already anticipated such a possibility—after all, she was his biggest client.
But he also said that one of the items had already been reserved by Great Emperor Rushuang, which made Miss Yuan stomp her feet in anger on the spot.
Faced with the furious Miss Yuan, he hurriedly said he had something to do and hung up, but still sent over his bank account number. After all, he still wanted the money.
Just as he caught his breath, a knock came at the door.
“Teacher?”
Lin Mo opened the door and saw Professor Mu standing outside with her old companion.
“Mm, didn’t I say earlier? Let him take your pulse and adjust your health a bit.”
Hearing this, Lin Mo quickly invited the two into the room: “Sorry to trouble you, Professor Li.”
As he spoke, he poured them each a glass of water. Manners had to be shown.
“It’s fine. I should be the one thanking you. I heard you massaged your teacher twice, and it worked well, right? Still a family craft?” Li Chengyang accepted the water and carefully looked over his old companion’s student. No matter how he looked, he couldn’t believe this young man knew massage, and was skilled at it.
“It’s what I should do. But it’s not really inherited. I only learned for a couple days from my grandpa, the rest I figured out myself,” Lin Mo said calmly. He wasn’t afraid of being exposed—his grandpa had already passed away. What could happen?
Hearing this, Li Chengyang nodded. At least the boy wasn’t arrogant.
“Give me your hand. Let me check.”
Lin Mo obediently extended his right hand. Li Chengyang placed his fingers on the pulse—but immediately, his expression grew complicated.
As the saying went, one shouldn’t fear a Chinese doctor smiling, but should fear a Chinese doctor lowering his eyes. And if the doctor took your pulse while flipping through a book, then you were done—he and the King of Hell were flipping through it together.
If he found it in the book, you lived; if he didn’t, then the King of Hell did.
Lin Mo’s heartbeat quickened noticeably. His hands even trembled.
“Switch hands!”
Lin Mo swallowed and handed over his left hand, nervously asking: “P-Professor Li, I’m… I’m not in trouble, right?”
“Strange… have you eaten anything unusual recently?” Li Chengyang frowned.
Lin Mo thought about his diet over the past week, then shook his head: “No, just eating in the school dormitory. Does spicy turkey noodles count?”
Li Chengyang: …
Was this kid stupid? Was that what he meant?
“I mean, have you taken any kidney-tonifying medicine? Your pulse is odd. Your body was previously very deficient—qi deficiency, spleen deficiency, kidney deficiency—but recently it seems like your body has been replenished, especially your kidneys. The rest is still weak. Do you have a girlfriend?” Li Chengyang asked.
Before Lin Mo could answer, Professor Mu interjected: “Yes, and quite a pretty one too!”
“Mm, that makes sense. Now that school’s started, you can’t see each other every day. No wonder your kidney qi has recovered a bit. But you must practice moderation. Even though you’ve replenished some kidney qi, you’re still weak!
Here, add me on WeChat. I’ll write a prescription for you later. Just go to the hospital to get the medicine.”
Lin Mo: …
He had to admit, skilled Chinese doctors were impressive—they could even perceive changes in internal organs.
But his kidney qi had recovered not because of separation from a girlfriend—it was thanks to the Fuyang Post!
Yet he couldn’t admit he had no girlfriend. Otherwise, how could he explain his kidney fluctuating between weak and strong? Wouldn’t that expose him?
In Professor Li’s view, the cause was obvious: lack of moderation with his girlfriend, compounded by irregular lifestyle habits. That led to qi deficiency, spleen deficiency, kidney deficiency. But now that school had started, he couldn’t indulge every day, so his kidney qi had recovered somewhat, while the rest remained deficient. A perfect closed loop.
Looking at Lin Mo’s distressed expression, Professor Li asked: “What, something wrong with my diagnosis?”
Lin Mo: (￣▽￣)ｄ
“No, it’s completely correct! You’re simply a divine doctor!”
Professor Li: <(￣︶￣)> (hands on hips, proud)
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