bestfiction Chapter 152 Apprenticeship
Chapter 152 Apprenticeship
Chapter 152 Apprenticeship
"If it weren't for this young man, I would have given the wrong injection."
"If the wrong needle is inserted, the patient will truly be beyond saving!"
Jiang Beifeng explained to the onlookers, then thanked Lin Fan, "Thank you so much, young man!"
Lin Fan felt admiration. Jiang Beifeng was a true gentleman to be so upright despite his high position!
Several onlookers blushed deeply and muttered:
"Maybe he just guessed and happened to guess right."
"Alright, I'll let you off this time since you guessed right."
Lin Fan smiled helplessly and patted his clothes, which had been crumpled by the grabbing: "Why didn't you guys just cover one up?"
The onlookers were speechless; these people had no idea about acupoints, so there was no way they could guess.
"Young man, the situation is urgent, we can't waste any more time here."
As Jiang Beifeng walked towards the ambulance, he said, "Can you come to the hospital with me?"
Lin Fan nodded and got into the car with Jiang Beifeng, as he also had something to ask about.
At the hospital, the injured were sent for treatment, and Jiang Beifeng brought Lin Fan to the dean's office.
After sitting down, Jiang Beifeng kept wiping away his sweat, still feeling lingering fear as he thought about what had just happened.
Lin Fan sat opposite Jiang Beifeng, pondering how to start the conversation appropriately.
Jiang Beifeng doesn't seem to be from the Nine Netherworlds. After examining him with my Heavenly Eye, I found no Qi Sea within his body.
Could it be that a healer from the Nine Netherworlds has come to the mortal world?
Medicine and martial arts are inseparable; even if one is a martial arts practitioner, one cannot fail to establish a Qi Sea.
Could it be that he has a physique unsuitable for martial arts training?
Unable to figure it out, Lin Fan simply asked directly, "Elder Jiang, are you from the Nine Netherworld?"
At the same time, Jiang Beifeng spoke up: "Young brother, do you know 'Nine Needles Rejuvenation'?"
The two exchanged awkward laughs, their words clashing, and Jiang Beifeng politely answered Lin Fan's question first:
"I'm from Shancheng City, not from out of town." He thought for a moment, then asked, "Does Jiuyou exist in China? Could it be some county town?"
"Yes, it's a county town. That's my hometown," Lin Fan said awkwardly, thinking that Jiang Beifeng wasn't from Jiuyou, so there was no need to explain anything further to him.
Jiang Beifeng chuckled: "Could it be that I have an accent that sounds similar to your hometown dialect?"
"More or less—" Lin Fan said with a smile.
A hint of surprise flashed in Jiang Beifeng's eyes, and he said excitedly, "Young brother, you know about 'Nine Needles to Rejuvenate', right? I haven't been able to figure out this last needle for a long time, and the literature only records six needles."
"Through a lifetime of studying the meridians and acupoints of the human body, I have figured out the seventh and eighth needles, but I have been unable to grasp the ninth needle for a long time."
"Fortunately, I've never had a chance to use this acupuncture technique, otherwise it would have caused a lot of trouble!"
"I encountered this situation today and decided to take a gamble, but I never expected to almost cause someone's death!"
As Jiang Beifeng spoke, his eyes were filled with desolation and apology.
"Mr. Jiang, you are exaggerating. His injuries are beyond saving."
Lin Fan comforted him, saying, "If it weren't for your acupuncture treatment, the injured person would be dead by now."
Lin Fan was also thinking about Jiang Beifeng's words. The records mentioned 6 needles, so it seemed that the 'Heavenly Mystery Rejuvenation Needle' had been brought to the world by the Nine Netherworld People a long time ago.
However, it seems that the complete "Tianxuan Rejuvenation Needle" was not passed down; only the nine-needle rejuvenation method was recorded.
"Young brother, may I ask your name? I never expected you could see through this patient's illness at a glance, and you even know the Nine Needles Rejuvenation Technique?" Jiang Beifeng asked excitedly.
"My name is Lin Fan. I met Elder Jiang once before."
Lin Fan smiled; Jiang Beifeng had clearly forgotten about him.
"Lin Fan, I've got it!"
Jiang Beifeng then confirmed, "Brother Lin Fan, do you really understand the Nine Needles Rejuvenation Technique?"
Lin Fan couldn't explain, so he could only lie and cover it up: "Ah, I know a little bit, it's something I've passed down in my family."
"They come from a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners!"
Jiang Beifeng stood up excitedly, walked halfway around the desk, and stood next to Lin Fan: "I have a request, I wonder if Brother Lin can accept it!"
"I know this might be a bit much for you!"
"You said—" Lin Fan looked embarrassed; they were already calling each other brothers.
Lin Fan thought to himself: I can pretty much guess what Jiang Beifeng is going to say. He'll probably just ask if there are any other lost medical techniques that I can teach him a few tricks.
Then I'll say: "That's all we know. Our family has been practicing traditional Chinese medicine for generations. By my generation, all that's left is the word 'family,' but the traditional Chinese medicine is gone."
No flaws!
Jiang Beifeng immediately knelt down and said, "I want to become your apprentice. Please teach me your medical skills!"
"I teach you!"
Lin Fan blurted out and quickly helped Jiang Beifeng up.
He's almost 80 years old, and he's really risked his life to study medicine!
"Thank you Master!"
Jiang Beifeng stood up and clasped his hands in a gesture of respect: "When shall we begin?"
Lin Fan felt extremely uncomfortable and said modestly, "Please don't call me Master, I can't accept that title."
"This has nothing to do with age! I, Jiang Beifeng, have devoted my entire life to the pursuit of medicine."
"Finally, in my twilight years, I have found a renowned teacher. If you do not accept me as your student, I will have lived my life in vain!"
Jiang Beifeng was excited and spoke with great passion.
“I didn’t say I wouldn’t teach, it’s just that I feel very uncomfortable being called ‘master’ all the time.”
Lin Fan said helplessly, "Even if we're just friends, I should still teach them."
"No, rules! There must be rules!" Jiang Beifeng said righteously.
Jiang Beifeng then asked, "I wonder where Master is working now, and which hospital is so honored to have him?"
Lin Fan touched his neck: "I'm unemployed. I was just laid off."
That's true; Lin Fan had just been kicked out of the company by a collateral branch of the Su family.
"Nonsense! Absurd! Which hospital is so blind? I'll stand up for you!"
Jiang Beifeng rolled up his sleeves, looking ready to fight: "Master, please take me there right now!"
"I don't work at a hospital, I work for a company."
Lin Fan smiled helplessly. This national-level master doctor was truly obsessed with medicine. It seemed that only medical skills could excite him so much, so it was only natural to teach him.
"For businesses, every industry is like a separate world."
Jiang Beifeng was filled with regret, but then his eyes lit up: "Master, I have a clinic. If you don't mind, please take it over!"
"No! You must accept it. The clinic can only thrive with your help!"
Jiangbei Feng's clinic is a family-run traditional Chinese medicine clinic, but in recent years, traditional Chinese medicine has declined, and the clinic is now deserted.
Although he worked in a hospital, treating and saving lives, he was always concerned about traditional Chinese medicine and wanted to promote it.
He thought again that Lin Fan came from a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, so he must have the same dream as him, but he only had medical skills but no resources.
Therefore, we have decided to fully support Lin Fan in realizing his dream.
"No, please, I can't accept this!"
Lin Fan quickly declined, "No, no! It's an heirloom from your family, I can't accept it!"
A wicked thought sprouted in Lin Fan's mind: he regretted shouting that. The ways of heaven are unpredictable, and dying in a car accident might have been that person's fate.
The president of Shancheng Group has opened a small clinic – unheard of!
"This is the destiny of the clinic; only you can inherit it and carry it forward!"
Jiang Beifeng assumed Lin Fan was embarrassed and said, "You must accept it."