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Chapter 568 Are you going to steal the cassock?
Lin Mo's life suddenly became exciting after his girlfriend Liu Ruyan returned.

Since Liu Ruyan went on her business trip, nothing good has happened to his driver. Some time ago, he drove thousands of kilometers alone, traveling to various places. After returning, he was busy wrestling with the Qin and Huang families and then joining forces with allies. Before he could even calm down for a few days, this incident happened, which also made it impossible to hide the identity of the Sichuan girl.

While he wouldn't say he was physically and mentally exhausted, he was certainly not idle, with one thing after another coming up.

Fortunately, with Liu Ruyan's return, the pressure on him suddenly lessened, and he felt like he had nothing to do.

Inside Professor Li's office at the medical university, Shen Qingnan looked at Lin Mo with an expression of utter disbelief.

Lin Mo and Professor Li, the master and apprentice, couldn't help but smile, especially Professor Li, whose face was filled with such pride that he seemed to be on top of the world.

Today is Friday. He hadn't planned to come to school; he was thinking of spending some time at home with his girlfriend. However, Liu Ruyan said she had to go home, so he had no choice but to come to school to continue his classes. Unfortunately, due to various reasons, he arrived a little late.

The reason why Senior Sister Shen Qingnan had this expression was because Lin Mo had just finished taking her pulse, and the symptoms he described were exactly as described.

"Wait a minute, are you sure you diagnosed this by taking his pulse and that your teacher told you beforehand?" Shen Qingnan asked, quite skeptical.

If someone else can clearly diagnose her pulse, that's nothing to brag about. Although there are relatively few people studying traditional Chinese medicine nowadays, there are still quite a few doctors who know a little about pulse diagnosis.

Many doctors in small clinics can take pulses, and although they may not be experts, they can at least do it a little. But Lin Mo is a complete novice, and she had taken a basic TCM class with her not long ago.

On the day she arrived at the school, she made it clear that, apart from the massage and bone setting skills she knew, Lin Mo's understanding of traditional Chinese medicine was limited to the three introductory books she had just finished reading.

I've only been learning pulse diagnosis and pharmacology for a short time, and I can't even recognize all the pulse patterns yet. How can you suddenly be able to accurately diagnose my pulse?
"Go away, do you think your teacher is that shameless? I told you long ago that your junior brother is exceptionally talented and a genius in medicine."

Besides, we doctors hate falsifying data the most. I've already had it checked, so you can rest assured.

Before Lin Mo could even speak, Professor Li jumped out to refute him.

Just kidding. If you say my and my students' medical skills are bad, I won't argue with you. But if you say I'm faking it, no matter who it is, the old man will have a serious talk with them. This is not only about his reputation over the years, but also about the face of all the teachers and students in his lineage.

After all, when Lin Mo first demonstrated this ability, he was more skeptical than anyone else, fearing that he had made a mistake. But fortunately, Lin Mo withstood the test and proved that he was a true genius. Although he was somewhat unbalanced in his studies, a genius who is unbalanced in his studies is still a genius.

"I've seen geniuses before. You even said I was a once-in-a-lifetime genius, but I still don't believe you could master pulse diagnosis so accurately in such a short time. I'll go next door and call someone. You wait for me."

After saying that, Shen Qingnan got up to call someone.

Seeing this, the master and disciple quickly abandoned their airs, coughed twice, and said, "Ahem, senior sister, let's forget it, don't bother."

Even Professor Li lowered his arms from his chest and took a sip of water, saying, "That's right, that's right. Your junior brother's pulse diagnosis is very tiring. Don't let him get too tired. Look at his face, he's obviously been exhausted lately."

Shen Qingnan: ? ? ?
Lin Mo, she won't say anything more. Do you want to hear what you're saying, old lady? Who expends so much energy just taking a pulse? It's not like you're carrying cement on a construction site.

Hearing this, she looked at Lin Mo and indeed noticed that his expression was different from usual. She then reached out and grabbed Lin Mo's wrist. Her expression quickly changed, and she blushed slightly as she spat out, "Even though you have excellent kidney energy, you can't overuse it. You've been leaking a lot of kidney energy these past few days. Is your girlfriend back?"

With her skill level, she could naturally tell what had happened to Lin Mo in the past two days. Not only that, she even knew exactly how many times his kidney energy had been depleted, which was truly shocking.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. If it were her, she wouldn't let go of a pure yang body either. Anyway, he's so young and recovers quickly. As long as she's careful not to keep taking his essence, there won't be any problems.

Moreover, even if there are problems, there's no need to worry. She's a practitioner of Traditional Chinese Medicine and can treat anytime. It's like replenishing nutrients while treating the body—isn't that a perpetual motion machine?

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo's lips twitched, and he involuntarily withdrew his hand, forcing a dry laugh: "Ahem, I came back yesterday!"

Shen Qingnan: I know, it's probably around 2 PM!

Lin Mo:
No wonder she said her senior sister had no friends. Who would want to be friends with someone like her? You see through her but don't say anything. You're practically pinpointing the exact details.

“However, that’s no excuse for your exhaustion. Although you had quite a few pulses yesterday, your pulse was still strong, so there’s no possibility that your legs were weak. Therefore, what the teacher said is not true. Tell me, what’s going on with him?” Shen Qingnan said, looking at Professor Li beside her.

Seeing this, Professor Li knew he couldn't hide it any longer, so he could only click his teeth and say helplessly, "Your junior brother is indeed a genius, but he's a bit unbalanced. He can only take a woman's pulse right now; he hasn't learned how to take a man's pulse yet!"

After he finished speaking, Shen Qingnan's expression froze for a moment: "Wait, say it again, what do you mean by only being able to take a woman's pulse and not having learned to take a man's pulse yet?"

I've never heard of this before when I was learning from you. Could it be that the textbook has been revised, and you've kept this a secret?

While men's and women's pulses are different, it's a bit of a stretch to say that pulses can be categorized as male or female.

"Um, this..." Professor Li was a little unsure how to explain this, since he had never encountered this situation before. He then continued, "I think it might be some kind of mental illness, or a strange phenomenon in our traditional Chinese medicine lineage."

It's normal for students to have strengths and weaknesses in certain subjects; medical students are also students, so it's understandable that they might have weaknesses in some areas as well.

"Mental illness? Specialization? Traditional Chinese medicine has such diseases? Difficult and complicated diseases?" Shen Qingnan seemed to be greatly shocked upon hearing this.

If anyone else had said this, she would have spat in their face, but hearing it from her teacher made her teeth ache. She felt that her teacher was sick, senile, perhaps suffering from delusions due to old age. If Professor Li hadn't seemed to be in relatively good spirits, she would have even considered taking her teacher's pulse.

"Um, do you think so?" Professor Li asked somewhat uncertainly.

Upon hearing this, Shen Qingnan rolled her eyes at him: "You're my teacher, and you're asking me? Anyway, I've never heard of such symptoms in traditional Chinese medicine. It's more likely a psychological problem, but I still don't believe it, unless..."

Half an hour later, in a class on Traditional Chinese Medicine at the medical university, Lin Mo took the pulses of each of the female students in the class.

"Brother Chunyang, am I alright?" Zhu Lili asked, her face slightly flushed.

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo rolled his eyes at him: "First of all, I'm not called Chunyang-ge, I have a name. Secondly, I didn't touch your hand this time, so don't try to frame me. Also, you're fine, but you just have kidney deficiency, so watch less of those unhealthy videos!"

Upon hearing this, the class burst into loud laughter. The joke about Chunyang Ge touching someone's pulse was widely circulated in the class. Fortunately, it was Shen Qingnan who spoke up today, otherwise no girlfriend would be willing to let him take her pulse.

Of course, he wasn't just making things up; Julie really did have kidney deficiency, and her symptoms were similar to those of the girl from Sichuan, all caused by her own actions.

He just said it casually last time, but it turned out to be a lucky coincidence. This Julie seems to have a very rich private life and likes to entertain herself.

And he did it on purpose. Who told you to embarrass me so much last time? This time I'm going to make you taste the bitterness of death. Even Chunyang holds a grudge!
Sure enough, upon hearing this, Julie's face no longer just blushed slightly, and her expression was no longer shy and embarrassed as before. Instead, it turned bright red, and she didn't even dare to lift her head, afraid of facing her classmate's gaze.

Seeing this, Shen Qingnan tapped the table: "Quiet down."

He then took Julie's pulse and quickly said, "Ahem, pay attention to good sleep habits. Also, you could find a boyfriend to help replenish your yang energy!"

Julie: (ω)

Seeing that her teacher had said that, Zhu covered her face and ran away. Luckily, she was a girl. If a boy had been evaluated like that, even in this environment where women are more prevalent than men, he would probably have lost his right to choose a partner.

However, after so many trials, Shen Qingnan realized that what her teacher said was true; at least Lin Mo was extremely accurate when taking the pulses of these girls.

As for not being able to take a boy's pulse, she, like Professor Li, was skeptical, always feeling that Lin Mo was doing it on purpose.

During lunch break, the three—master, apprentice, and student—sat together on the second floor of the medical university cafeteria.

"So, you're planning to go into gynecology? With your cooking skills, no wonder the teacher said you could try medicinal cuisine," Shen Qingnan said with a somewhat strange expression.

Lin Mo was a little embarrassed when he heard this: "Hey, it's still a long way off. Right now, I can only take pulses, I don't know how to treat patients, and I'm still far from being good at pharmacology!"

"No, with your talent, you'll probably master it in no time. If you also master pharmacology, to be honest, you'll be qualified to practice medicine on your own. Teacher, do you have any arrangements?" Shen Qingnan turned his head and asked.

Professor Li sighed upon hearing this: "I used to think that student workers didn't have enough talent, and that it would take a lot of time and effort to cultivate them. But now I realize that having too much talent in students is also a problem. I don't know how to manage it."

Let's take it one step at a time. As for what he'll do in the future, let Xiaolin choose for himself. After all, studying medicine with me won't earn him millions a month. All I can do is teach him. As long as my master's mantle hasn't been passed down to me, that's enough. I won't worry about anything else.

In the end, Professor Li himself laughed.

As long as he has an apprentice who can pass on all his skills, that's enough. As for whether they can be carried forward and developed, that's not his concern. Anyway, it hasn't been cut off from him yet.

Professor Li originally didn't intend for Lin Mo to become a doctor after taking him on as a student; he just wanted him to learn. In short, he was transferring the pressure to the next generation.

“That’s true. He’s a big boss now, so naturally we don’t need to worry about him. But Young Master Lin, I suggest you reduce the frequency a bit,” Shen Qingnan said with a smile.

Lin Mo:
At 3 p.m., Lin Mo drove away from the medical university, then went to a restaurant to restore power to two businesses that had experienced power outages. By the time he returned, it was almost 5 p.m.

As he got out of the car, Lin Mo exhaled a puff of white mist; the biting temperature instantly made him feel much more alert.

Just as he was about to hurry upstairs, someone tapped him on the back. Lin Mo turned around, his pupils contracted sharply, and he jumped back: "Holy crap, a black bear demon!"

Standing beside him was a terrifying, upright creature with long black hair, exactly like the black bears in nature documentaries, even its hands had black, furry claws.

Upon hearing this, the 'Black Bear Spirit' immediately covered his head with his hands, took off his hat, and revealed a face that he knew all too well.

“Screw you, I’m your father!” Miss Yuan’s voice rang out.

Lin Mo: ? ? ?
"Sister Yuan? Weren't you hibernating?"

"Get out of my way, you're the one who's hibernating. This is my thermal outfit, isn't it cute?" Miss Yuan said haughtily.

Lin Mo: "Cute, are you going to steal the cassock?"

Miss Yuan:
(End of this chapter)