Chapter 1 Hidden Masters on Campus!

September, Jiangjing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, library.

Fang Qiu casually chose an ancient Chinese medicine book "Bone-setting" from the bookshelf and came to the rest area.

As a freshman who just entered the school, he was unable to take military training due to the rain today, so he immediately came to the library to read books.

Although he didn't know much about Chinese medicine before he was admitted to university, this did not prevent him from being interested in Chinese medicine and treating diseases and saving people.

Of course, he has his own purpose in applying for the University of Chinese Medicine.

Fang Qiu pulled out a chair in front of the table, sat down, and placed "Osteology" on the table.

He looked down at the book in front of him.

But he didn't turn the book, just casually put his hands on both sides of the book.

Then, the right hand tapped lightly.

A strange and magical scene happened!

Without any other action, just one shot, the book turned pages automatically without any sound!

Faced with such a strange situation, Fang Qiu looked as usual, as if everything was normal.

Fortunately, the school had just started, and the entire library was poor, and no one saw the strange scene just now, otherwise they would not have been scared to death because they thought it was haunted.

Fang Qiu kept raising his right hand to take pictures, and the book kept turning the pages until it entered the main text.

Read it with gusto.

Just finished reading a page, the right hand raised again, ready to tap down.

At this moment, the sound of rapid footsteps sounded from a distance.

Fang Qiu put his raised hand down slowly as usual.

The book was silent without turning the pages, but the voice behind him had already arrived.

"Fang Qiu, I finally found you!"

Fang Qiu turned his head and saw that the person who came was Liu Feifei, the assistant head teacher of their third class.

A beautiful and enthusiastic junior.

I remember on the first day of school, when Liu Feifei showed up and said that it was the head teacher of their third class, the boys in the whole class suddenly shrieked with gleaming eyes.

"I didn't expect you to be so eager to learn, and when everyone was tired from military training and fell asleep, you actually ran to read a book?!"

Liu Feifei walked to the opposite side of Fang Qiu, sat down and glanced at the book on the table. After saying a word of admiration, she asked curiously, "Gu Wen? Do you understand? Our Chinese medicine major only opens the department of orthopedics in the second semester. It's a little early to watch the class in the aspect!"

"Just look around."

Fang Qiu did not directly say that he could understand it.

He can really understand.

"The spirit is commendable!"

Liu Feifei praised, and then stared at him with big eyes and asked, "I called you for a long time and no one answered, what's going on?"

Fang Qiu was stunned when he heard the words, and immediately took out the mobile phone in his pocket and saw that there were indeed five missed calls.

Only then did Liu Feifei nodded in relief, and it seemed that she didn't deliberately not answer her phone.

It was my first time as a head teacher, and I had very high expectations for this group of newly enrolled freshmen.

"That's right, the reason why I called you is that our college temporarily decided to hold an open-air Mid-Autumn Festival party for freshmen tomorrow night on the playground. The college requires every freshman class to have a program. I'm here to ask you to sign up for the program. Let's Everyone in the class has to report, don't think about escaping, I will screen them out after reporting."

Liu Feifei explained it, and then asked directly, "What's your specialty?"

"Specialty?"

Fang Qiu thought about it and said, "Does it count as being able to play the flute?"

Liu Feifei's eyes lit up when she heard the words, and hurriedly asked, "How is the level? What is the national level?"

"Generally speaking, I haven't taken the test."

Fang Qiu thought about his level, then compared the level of the old man, and immediately made a fairly fair evaluation of himself.

Liu Feifei was a little disappointed. She originally thought that the class would be able to put on another amazing show, but she didn't expect the level to be average.

"Can I listen to your playing first?"

At this time, she made up her mind. If it is really as good as the kid in front of her said, then there is no need to report it.

Fang Qiu said with some embarrassment, "Yes, yes, but Dizi is in the dormitory now."

Then he pointed to the book.

The meaning is obvious, I want to read a book and don't want to go back to the dormitory.

"Little Fang!"

Liu Feifei's cordial Xiao Fang shouted directly, causing Fang Qiu to get goosebumps.

"The time is tight, I will report to the program at noon today, you have to be considerate of Senior Sister!"

Fang Qiu's head suddenly became big when he looked at the big beautiful senior sister who was smiling and begging softly.

This trick is a bit overwhelming!

Say no, sorry.

But I don't refuse. Under normal circumstances, I have to walk for 40 minutes on the road just to go to and from the dormitory and the library.

He really didn't want to waste too much time, and since he was a freshman, he didn't have a library card, so he couldn't borrow books and could only stay in the library to read.

After a little hesitation, Fang Qiu said, "Well, senior, let me play the flute for you. It seems that you can get a general idea of ​​my level, how about that?"

"Flute? What is a hand flute?"

Liu Feifei looked puzzled, and interest came again in her heart.

Fang Qiu explained patiently: "The flute is a way of playing the flute using both hands as the sound box of a musical instrument. It's very simple."

Hearing it was very simple, Liu Feifei's interest went down again.

Seeing that Fangqiu is so eager to learn, as a class teacher and senior sister, she is too embarrassed to disturb her, so she can only agree to this compromise.

"Okay then, I'll be all ears."

Seeing that there is no need to go back to the dormitory, Fang Qiu smiled and put down the phone.

Under the gaze of the beautiful senior sister, she directly folded her palms with both hands in a shape of holding hands, leaving the palms open, and a small hole leaked out with the thumbs close together.

Mouth close to thumb.

thoracic agitation.

Air flows out of the mouth.

A beautiful melody instantly resounded throughout the library.

"This is?"

Liu Feifei's eyes widened instantly, full of shock, she couldn't help losing her voice, "Is this "Blue and White Porcelain"?"

The next scene stunned her.

Fang Qiu even nodded while playing, and it didn't affect the playing at all.

Liu Feifei looked at Fang Qiu absently.

She originally thought that the flute was similar to whistling, but she never expected it to be so magical, and she played a melody like the sound of nature.

This hand is too awesome!

I never thought that there was such a powerful guy hidden in my own class!

She didn't have time to think any more, she was directly indulged in the beautiful melody.

She released the Buddha and felt that she was wandering in the quaint scenery of the south of the Yangtze River, holding a pink painted oil-paper umbrella, standing on the stone bridge, leaning on the railing to look at the millennium, seeing the birth of beautiful blue and white porcelain, and seeing the gentle and poignant love story.

Sky blue is waiting for misty rain, and I am waiting for you.

The smoke from the cooking rose, thousands of miles across the river.

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

A sadness, a longing.

Lightly haunted.

What a nice view!

So sad!

The melody continued, and with her wandering in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, she became intoxicated and lingered, making it difficult to travel back and forth.

...

After finishing the song, Fang Qiu put down his hands and glanced at the beautiful senior girl who was still immersed in the melody in surprise. He didn't bother and continued to read.

After a minute.

The beautiful senior came to her senses, grabbed his hands directly, and said with bright eyes, "It's amazing! Fang Qiu, you are really amazing! It sounds so good!"

"I've listened to blue and white porcelain dozens of times, and it's the first time I feel it is so beautiful and immersive! Who would have thought that you could only rely on a pair of simple hands to blow out the sounds of the world!"

"Senior sister, you have passed the prize."

Fang Qiu hurriedly pulled out his hand and said a little embarrassedly, he really didn't think his level was high.

"No prizes at all!"

Liu Feifei directly denied Fang Qiu's self-assessment, and then glanced at him resentfully, "You still say that you are average at this level, I was almost deceived by you! Now, as the head teacher, I will officially inform you that your The show has been requisitioned, you don't need a flute, just blow it with your hands!"

After speaking, she laughed excitedly, "We have two programs in our class next time, and they will definitely shine."

"two?"

Fang Qiu asked suspiciously, "What is the other show?"

"Chen Cong's martial arts performance! This kid is also very clumsy, and his punches are fierce. He didn't even say it. Although it is a little worse than your performance, it is still a good show!"

Liu Feifei stood up and raised her pink fist at Fang Qiu to cheer: "Our class will depend on you two tomorrow night! Come on!"

After speaking, he took out the library card from his pocket and threw it to Fang Qiu.

"This is a reward given to you by senior sister. After your library card is settled, you can return it to me."

After that, he left in a hurry.

Martial arts?

Fang Qiu looked at his hands and smiled.

Martial arts, he will too.

But his name is martial arts.

Or martial arts.

Thinking of martial arts, Fang Qiu couldn't help but look disappointed and sighed.

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

He was three-year-old martial arts enlightened, seventeen years old this year, a total of fourteen years of hard work.

And this was done without the knowledge of everyone, including the parents.

When he was three years old, he met the old man who secretly taught him for twelve years.

It was not until the second year of high school that he broke through a realm and realized that the old man was suffering from a hidden disease. It was also at that time that he realized that in order to teach him, the old man had been suppressing the disease with his powerful cultivation and did not seek treatment.

Until he could no longer hold back, the old man only left a sentence and left quietly, missing his whereabouts.

"There's nothing left to teach, practice martial arts well, I'm going to treat the disease, goodbye!"

He knew very well that the old man's injury could never be cured, otherwise why would it be delayed for so long.

As long as he thought that a person who met him by chance when he was three years old taught him for twelve years without any regrets, but he could not give back or even help him a little bit, he couldn't help feeling a burst of guilt and pain in his heart.

Therefore, he applied for the University of Chinese Medicine.

I hope to become a great doctor and cure the old man's illness.

I also hope that more people will be cured.

He knew very well that the shorter the learning time, the less dangerous the old man was.

I just hope that the old man can persist until that day. .

What embarrassed him the most was that he didn't know what the old man was suffering from. Although he noticed the existence of hidden diseases, he didn't know the specific condition.

Therefore, he cannot study in a targeted manner.

So there is no way, only the treatment methods involved in traditional Chinese medicine, he can learn as much as he can, and try not to waste a cent of his time.

And the reason why he read books about orthopedics first is because he is a martial arts practitioner, he knows a little bit about muscles and bones, and he also learned some treatment methods for bruises and injuries from the old man.

Therefore, he is quicker to get started with ancient books in this area.

I hope to lead the way with points and learn to become a great doctor.

Hope all is well sir!

Fang Qiu sighed in his heart, put away the library card, restrained his mind, and continued to read.

The library also returned to silence.

As Fang Qiu's palm continued to rise and fall, the pages of the book continued to be opened.

Soon, a book will be finished.

He stood up and went into the bookshelf to pick out another ancient book on orthopedics.

He planned to come to the plenum until the plenary session, and only read ancient books. If modern medicine could cure the old man's disease, it would have been cured long ago, and the old man would not suppress it for so long, so he chose to seek methods in ancient books.

Soon, another book was read.

Fang Qiu reads books very fast, not like reading books at all, but turning pages.

As the morning passed, Fang Qiu had already read four or five ancient orthopaedic books.

Looking at the time on the phone, it was already eleven o'clock in the afternoon. He stretched out, mobilized his inner qi and turned around in his body, and his fatigue disappeared without a trace.

With the unfinished books in hand, he selected a few more ancient books on orthopedics and prepared to take them back to the dormitory to read.

When I came to the borrowing office, I handed the book and the loan card to the librarian in front of him, a middle-aged man who looked a little cold.

The middle-aged man glanced at the borrowing card at random, then glanced at the stack of ancient books, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then looked up at Fang Qiu, the surprise in his eyes became even heavier.

"Freshman? Can you understand?"

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