Chapter 495 Anthropomorphic Mold
When Manbao received a "corpse", she was scared. It was only when Koko told her that this was not a real person but an anthropomorphic mold that she stretched out a finger and poked the "corpse". It felt fleshy and even warm, just like a living person.
Manbao's eyes widened.
She has always been brave. After squatting and looking at the "corpse" for a long time, she moved forward and touched it. It really looked like a living person.
She reached out and touched her chest. With a "whoosh", she jumped back, almost falling off the bed. She said in panic, "There's a heartbeat."
"I already said it's anthropomorphic. It's almost like a real person, except it has no consciousness. There should be a control screen behind the model's head with various modes to choose from. You can take a look."
Manbao turned the person over and found that she was actually very heavy. She turned her over with force and pulled her hair aside. Sure enough, there was a screen behind her head with various subtitles on it. It took her a long time to figure out that this was the health mode.
She clicked it out of curiosity and directly clicked on the cardiac arrest mode. The model, which still had a heartbeat, suddenly stopped and its face turned pale.
Manbao's eyes widened as he frantically tried to get her to recover, but ended up clicking into stroke mode. The mold, which had originally had its eyes tightly closed, suddenly opened them, its mouth twisted rapidly, and its entire body began to tremble...
Manbao: ...
Koko: ...
Under Koko's guidance, Manbao finally restored it to normal. Manbao was now certain that this was really a mold, just like a toy.
It’s just that this toy looks too much like a human.
Manbao studied it for a while, and then massaged it according to the tutorial given by Teacher Mo. Keke would take pictures of her techniques, and the mold would record the forces, which could be sent to Teacher Mo later.
Mo Congjun also wanted to know how far his student had learned, so he waited early. As soon as he received the email, he immediately opened the video, intending to observe her technique first and then think about the force record.
As a result, apart from the familiar mold, what appeared in the video was a wooden bed that could only be seen in museums.
And a pair of chubby little hands.
Although the hand looked a little fleshy, it could not be denied that it was not big. Mo Congjun himself studied medicine. Although he could not see the person doing the massage, he could roughly infer the person's age based on the hand alone.
He couldn't help but widen his eyes and quickly called up the force records.
Mo Congjun was silent, then he remembered that he seemed to have never asked his apprentice about her age. Although he had guessed that she was a woman from their daily interactions, he didn't know that she was such a young woman?
This is actually a good thing, but it also has drawbacks.
Mo Congjun quickly considered the pros and cons, but he still needed to confirm, so he sent an email asking, "Zhou Man, I always forgot to ask how old you are this year?"
Manbao thought about it and decided to report his age in Chinese characters, so he said, "I'm eleven years old!"
Mo Congjun was very skeptical. Although this was within his estimated age range, he still felt something was wrong, so he asked, "Are you really eleven years old? Are you developmentally delayed, or perhaps in poor health? Your hands seem a little small."
Manbao could only reply: "In nominal age."
In the future, no one would count virtual age anymore, but Mo Congjun knew that humans in ancient times had this habit. And because of the popularity of various costume dramas, he vaguely knew that virtual age also had two situations. So he asked, "Is it one virtual age or two?"
Manbao bit his index finger and replied, "Two years old."
Mo Congjun: ...
It was really surprising and delightful.
Mo Congjun was amused. He said, "Little girl, you are still young and not suitable for massage. You should learn acupuncture first. Let's start learning acupuncture tonight."
"But I don't have a needle."
"Go buy it." Mo Congjun paused and asked, "You don't have any money, do you?"
"I have money, but I don't have time."
"A nine-year-old kid like you is so busy?"
"Busy, I'm so busy."
Having said that, Manbao still asked Zhou Wulang to buy her a set of needles from the pharmacy when he went to the county town.
A set of needles is not cheap, because a set is a package that contains needles of various sizes and lengths.
This is a very delicate item, so it is not cheap. A pair of needles costs one or two taels. Fortunately, Manbao gave the silver ingot directly, otherwise he might not be able to buy it back.
Because the item was valuable, Zhou Wulang was particularly curious and stayed in Manbao's room, watching her pull out the needle and identify it according to a book.
After she finished recognizing him, Zhou Wulang stretched out his hand to her and said, "Come on, come on, do you know how to give me an acupuncture? Show me how."
"Fifth brother, are you sick?"
"I'm not sick. I just thought your injection is so expensive, I have to be the first to get it."
"..." Manbao slapped his hand away and said, "Don't get acupuncture if you're not sick. Besides, I haven't learned how to do it yet. What if I make a mistake? You better leave now."
"How can you learn if you don't prick others?" Zhou Wulang was worried. "Are you planning on stabbing yourself?"
Manbao said confidently, "Don't worry, Fifth Brother. I can learn it even without any piercing. I'll start with the dummy."
"What dummy?"
Manbao covered his mouth and said guiltily, "Paper figurine."
"Oh—that acupuncture point map of yours?"
Manbao nodded repeatedly and finally managed to deal with his fifth brother.
When it was late at night and everyone was asleep, Manbao began to use the needle to search for acupuncture points on the anthropomorphic mold...
Medical skills cannot be mastered overnight. Even if Manbao has memorized the acupuncture point map, he will find that it is not so easy when he really wants to find the acupuncture points, let alone inserting needles into them.
Although the anthropomorphic mold looks very much like a human, it cannot tell Manbao how it feels.
Manbao didn't know whether the injection would cause pain, soreness, swelling, or no feeling at all.
Teacher Mo obviously has no practical experience in acupuncture. He has a wealth of theoretical knowledge, but it is limited to theoretical knowledge. He is also particularly skilled in acupuncture on anthropomorphic molds.
On living people, if his experiments were counted, he was quite skilled.
Anyway, he recorded several acupuncture courses and sent them to Manbao's email, teaching her how to use acupuncture correctly to treat diseases.
Well, although there is no practical experience, there is historical experience, isn’t it?
These are all recorded in medical books and passed down.
In this teaching mode, Manbao punctured the anthropomorphic mold with holes all over it, but it was very useful because after one night, it was back to normal the next day.
According to Koko, it is an anthropomorphic mold specially used for medical teaching, so the materials used in its production have self-recovery properties.
In this way, Manbao went to school and played during the day, and immersed himself in the ocean of medicine at night.
(End of this chapter)
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