"Brother, didn't I give you a health pill before? After so long, what did the doctor say?"
Although Lu Yunzhou didn't look affected at all, Lu Yunque knew that he was just afraid that his family would worry, so he hid all his negative emotions from others.
"I've seen a doctor and my physical condition has indeed improved a lot, but it's still difficult to stand up again."
No one knows the extent of this injury better than Lu Yunzhou himself.
If he wants to stand up again, he can't just take two pills.
Seeing Lu Yunzhou like this, Yun Zijin felt a little uncomfortable.
Although she has now learned intermediate acupuncture, Yun Zijin, I don’t know how to tell them.
No matter how you look at it, Yun Zijin doesn't look like someone who knows acupuncture.
She had to find a suitable reason to make Lu Yunque and others trust her and agree to let her give Lu Yunzhou acupuncture.
"If Western medicine can't cure it, have you tried Traditional Chinese Medicine?"
Although he couldn't reveal that he knew acupuncture, Yun Zijin couldn't help but ask.
Logically speaking, if there were a good Chinese medicine doctor, there shouldn't be completely no hope, right?
“I tried it, and although I didn’t get the death penalty, it was almost the same.
Everyone said that the chances of his death were negligible. Mr. Qingyun, the master of traditional Chinese medicine, has been elusive and we still haven’t found him.”
When Yun Zijin heard about the Chinese medicine master Qingyun, his eyes flashed. He seemed to have seen this person's name in the acupuncture information provided by the system?
What's going on? Systematic acupuncture. Is it possible that there are people who know how to do it in real life?
Yun Zijin's expression was a little dull as he was thinking about something.
Both Lu Yunque and Lu Yunzhou noticed that Yun Zijin was not in a good state. They looked at each other but did not interrupt Yun Zijin.
When Yun Zijin came to her senses, she realized that she had just acted strangely.
"Sorry, I was just thinking about something and got a little lost in thought."
"It's okay. If you have something to do, you can go and do it. Don't worry about me."
What Lu Yunzhou least wants now is that his family members put down the things they should do for him.
"It's nothing, it's just that I lost my composure just now, don't mind it, big brother."
Yun Zijin really felt embarrassed. After all, she was still in someone else's ward, and her head was hazy with thoughts.
Lu Yunque also found it a little funny and rubbed Yun Zijin's head: "Brother, she didn't mean it."
Lu Yunzhou sighed helplessly: "Everything is fine here. If you have something to do, you can go there. You don't have to always make time to come and see me."
This is the Lu family sanatorium. As a member of the Lu family, is he afraid that the doctors and nurses will treat him badly?
If he were to file a complaint, the person being sued would lose his job in a matter of minutes. No one, except a fool, would do such a stupid thing.
"We came here today after finishing our work, otherwise we would have come in the morning."
After Lu Yunque finished speaking, Yun Zijin nodded: "He is right."
Yun Zijin was still thinking about Mr. Qingyun who had just flashed by him, so he used the excuse of going to the toilet and walked into the private bathroom in the ward.
As soon as he entered the bathroom, Yun Zijin began to rummage through his system backpack and took out the information on acupuncture.
Then, she finally saw the truth at the end of the acupuncture information: the girl who learned the acupuncture given by the system was actually Mr. Qingyun.
Thinking about what Lu Yunque had just said about Mr. Qingyun's whereabouts being mysterious and unpredictable, the Lu family had used all their connections but still couldn't find him.
Yun Zijin wiped the dense beads of sweat from his forehead. He never expected that the master of traditional Chinese medicine would be himself!
In order to increase trust, the system also prepared an identity card for him, Mr. Qingyun, which was the kind that used a whole piece of ice-type white jade as a token.
It is not certain that others would have the ability to imitate such a large piece of jade.
If someone has the ability to imitate it, there would be no need for the identity of Mr. Qingyun.
Yun Zijin put the token engraved with the words "Qingyun" in her bag. Although she did not solve the "major matter of life", Yun Zijin still pretended to press the flush button and washed her hands before going to the bathroom.
"Ahem, that... Lu Yunque, big brother, if I said... I am the Chinese Medical Master Qingyun, would you believe it?"
The truth is, Yun Zijin himself doesn't quite believe in himself, so what he said is not credible at all.
Lu Yunque and Lu Yunzhou both looked at Yun Zijin with eyes that said, "Do you think I believe this?" "Zijin, this is not a joke."
Although Lu Yunque had never met Mr. Qingyun, the master of traditional Chinese medicine, in Lu Yunque's understanding, a master of traditional Chinese medicine should at least be a middle-aged or elderly person with gray hair.
What counts for a Chinese medicine practitioner is the number of years they have been practicing medicine. The older they are, the more trustworthy they appear.
"I heard that the National Medical Master has a token made of a whole piece of jade. Does my sister-in-law know about it?"
Lu Yunzhou did not criticize Yun Zijin, but told him what he knew.
"Of course! Isn't this it?"
Yun Zijin took the token out of her bag and handed it to Lu Yunzhou: "Brother, look, this is real, right?"
Yun Zijin handed the brand to Lu Yunzhou and let him take a look at it.
Lu Yunzhou took the jade token from Yun Zijin's hand, held it in his hand and looked at it carefully. The two words "Qingyun" engraved on it were vigorous and powerful, and it did not look fake.
But for him to believe that Yun Zijin had become a master of traditional Chinese medicine at such a young age really overturned his previous understanding.
Isn’t it said that the most important thing in Chinese medicine is the number of years of practice? At Yun Zijin’s age, he has probably been practicing for no more than 5 years.
Lu Yunque's face was full of disbelief. How could he not know that his girlfriend was actually a master of traditional Chinese medicine and had hidden it so well?
"Brother, if you can tell whether it's real or not, and if you're sure it's true, how about I take your pulse?"
Although the system gives the real nine numbers, Yun Zijin also knows the basic pulse diagnosis.
Lu Yunque and Lu Yunzhou looked at each other, and finally Lu Yunzhou nodded: "Okay, you can take a look."
After getting Lu Yunzhou's consent, Yun Zijin smiled and said, "Brother, put your hand on the bedside table."
Yun Zijin moved a stool and sat beside the bed, putting his hand on Lu Yunzhou's hand to take his pulse.
Lu Yunque kept his eyes on Yun Zijin, fearing that she would tell him a fact that he could not accept after taking her pulse.
After a long moment, Yun Zijin withdrew his hand and said, "The situation is indeed a bit serious, but it is not incurable."
When Yun Zijin said the first sentence, Lu Yunque and Lu Yunzhou's expressions changed, but after the second sentence, they relaxed instantly.
"Zijin, are you serious? Can it really be cured?"
Lu Yunque looked at Yun Zijin hesitantly, because he had been sentenced to death by doctors too many times before.
Now that Yun Zijin said it could be cured, both of them felt like they were dreaming and it was very unreal.
"Of course I never lie about that."
According to Yun Zijin's pulse diagnosis, it can indeed be cured, but the process is a little complicated.
Moreover, the patient must cooperate 100%. Any slight mistake may result in all the previous efforts being wasted.
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