C576 (1/2)

Golden fingers floated in Qin Yue's mind. Below him were rows upon rows of medical books and all sorts of tools like bells. These were all skills that Qin Yue had obtained, and all of them were methods that he could use.

These things were just like skill books in a game, they could be used once you clicked it. Although it was not very proficient, in the end, it was still Chinese medicine because of experience medicine. However, Qin Yue currently did not have much experience.

When he met with an illness, he would rely on his own abilities, as well as the medical treatment in his mind, then take the right medicine.

As for dialectical Yang Ming or something like that, and the rise and fall of his blood vessels, although Qin Yue understood them, he was not proficient in them.

In the end, Qin Yue's patients were still too few, and there were less than twenty of them.

Each of them sat in the library and looked at the pile of academic books on the shelves. These were all taught by the Professor Wu for Qin Yue to see, and he even asked if he could get a diploma for him.

Qin Yue knew that this was important, so he came here to look through the books one by one.

That golden finger did not bring Qin Yue an astonishing amount of memories, but the only thing that Qin Yue had in mind, coupled with the effects from the notes and the memories, was very obvious. At least, that was what Qin Yue thought.

To put it bluntly, it was because he did not have a certificate. He did not have the certificate of a top grade acupuncturist, or even the certificate of a pushover, and that was not the important point, since he had the ability, the important point was that Qin Yue was rich, and since he had the money, he did not need to care about that small business.

As for Xue Ling, she should be watching TV at home. The two of them had lived together for too long, they were already familiar with each other to the point of kinship. Naturally, there was nothing to worry about. Not to mention that Tianxue Ling's eyes had almost recovered, she would not be able to see the light of day.

He sat at the table by the window in the library and flipped through the pages one by one the books in his hands. There were a few girls' papers surrounding Qin Yue and they were all holding onto a book, their gazes occasionally sweeping towards Qin Yue.

He was already like this in high school, surrounded by a group of female students. At that time, he was concentrated on taking care of Xue Ling, and although Xue Ling was not here, Qin Yue still chose to ignore those female students.

Walking out of the library, Qin Yue met the Professor Wu. His eyes were filled with longing, longing to be able to learn how to control his Innate Qi and how to use his Innate Qi to cure his illness.

But Qin Yue really had no way to explain it, so how could he explain it?

”Professor Wu, I know you want to know how to use zhenqi, but I don't understand either.”