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Chapter 95 Junior Brother of the Sect

In Lin Mo's act of snatching back the phone and driving away, the real facts are no longer important. Lin Mo can even admit that he was lying, since the browser history is not going to be shown to you anyway.

As for Miss Yuan, she laughed so hard she almost fell over, and then quickly went upstairs to share this secret with Chuanmei.

In a fit of anger, Lin Mo sped up to 75 km/h, wanting to get away from this heartbreaking place as quickly as possible.

An hour later, Lin Mo finally arrived at the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, parked the car, and sent a message to Professor Li to let him know that he had arrived.

Professor Li told him to go to the Traditional Chinese Medicine department on the third floor. Lin Mo didn't waste any time and hurried upstairs. With the help of a nurse, he met Professor Li, who was standing outside the department door wearing a white coat.

Just as I was about to greet him, Professor Li took two steps forward and whispered, "Just call me 'teacher' when you go in, understand?"

Lin Mo:
As expected of a couple, you can't sleep in the same bed with two different kinds of people. They even talk the same thing. But the good thing is that his bottom line is flexible enough, and he is always willing to listen to advice.

Calling someone "teacher" won't hurt you; building a good relationship might even count as building connections.

"Okay, teacher!" Lin Mo replied obediently.

Seeing this, Professor Li nodded in satisfaction, then pushed open the department door and led him inside.

"This is Pan Limin, the director of the hospital's rehabilitation department, who specializes in massage and bone setting. You two can exchange ideas more often in the future."

This is Xiaolin, a senior in college. He's skilled in massage and bone setting, a family tradition, and has a real talent for medicine.

Upon hearing Professor Li's introduction, Lin Mo noticed that there were two other people in white coats in the department.

"Hello, Director Pan!" Lin Mo took the initiative to step forward and shake hands.

Pan Limin was also very easygoing: "This is my junior brother. He is indeed a handsome young man. No need to be polite. Just call me senior brother. I am also a student of the teacher."

He can't be unfriendly. From the conversation just now, and from what his teacher said, it's clear that this is the disciple who is expected to be the last disciple of the sect, the junior brother of the sect.

And it might even be someone who personally passed on their skills, someone who will inherit their mantle in the future.

If that's the case, the two of them would definitely have a closer relationship, and naturally they would be more easygoing.

These people can at best be considered Professor Li's students, and they can't compare to those who are personally taught by him.

Unlike other disciplines, Traditional Chinese Medicine (TCM) can be roughly divided into three types: academic, apprenticeship, and family tradition.

Pan Limin himself and Xiao Fan beside him, who came from school, are clearly academics. As for the latter two, literally, they are apprenticed to a master or have family traditions. The latter two obviously place more emphasis on relationships, and even have ancestral prescriptions and techniques for certain specific diseases.

Moreover, his teacher had just introduced his junior brother as having family-inherited skills, so he did not look down on him because of his young age, but he also did not believe that someone his age could surpass him in massage.

Lin Mo changed his address from "Senior Brother Pan".

Although he didn't know what Pan Limin was thinking, adhering to the principle that it's a fool not to take advantage of a good deal, he still called him "senior brother".

The teacher has already accepted two, so what's the difference between accepting this clove of garlic?
"Teacher, what about me?"

At this moment, Dr. Fan, who was standing to the side, spoke up. After all, he was only human, and since he wasn't introducing himself, he had to speak up!

"you shut up!"

Professor Li spoke, which immediately startled Dr. Fan, causing her to shrink back.

Finally, Pan Limin spoke up with a smile: "This is Fan Peng, a student who recently graduated from school. You can just call him senior brother."

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo immediately thought of the conversation between Professor Li and Professor Mu at the hotel last time, about Xiao Fan, who had been paralyzed by the three acupuncture needles.

Looking at his cheap senior brother, Lin Mo noticed that he didn't pay much attention to his appearance. His hair was messy, he wore glasses with a strong prescription, and his eyes were bloodshot, as if he had just cried or hadn't slept well.

"Hello, Senior Brother Fan, my name is Lin Mo," Lin Mo stepped forward and shook hands with him. "Hello, Junior Brother Lin, if you ever have a headache or fever, contact your senior brother, and I'll give you a couple of acupuncture needles!" Fan Peng said with a smile, very warmly welcoming him.

Thinking of his record, Lin Mo's heart skipped a beat. They had only just met, and this kid actually wanted to kill him? With that thought, he decided to stay away from this guy in the future; he didn't want to be paralyzed.

"No problem, no problem!"

Listening to their conversation, Professor Li glared at Fan Peng, but didn't continue cursing. He had been cursing all morning and was a little tired. If he were ten years younger, he could have cursed all day.

"Sit down, extend your hand, let me take another look at you," Professor Li said, sitting down in the chair and gesturing for him to take his pulse again.

Lin Mo obediently did as instructed, crossed both hands to one side, examined the tongue coating, and then took out a piece of paper and made some marks on it.

"Your kidney energy and pulse have improved since last time, but the rest haven't changed much. I've reduced the dosage of one ingredient, but it's still a week's supply. You can come to my house with your teacher later, and I'll take another look at you," Professor Li said.

"Thank you, teacher!"

"It's alright," she said, handing the paper to Fan Peng beside her. "Go downstairs and have them fill out the prescription according to this. Then make sure the herbs are of good quality."

"Good teacher," Fan Peng said, taking the prescription and heading out.

Lin Mo asked, somewhat puzzled, "Teacher, what about me?"

"Wait a moment, the medicine won't be ready in a while. The main reason I called you here today is to let you experience traditional Chinese medicine. Your massage skills are better than mine. You can communicate more with your senior brother Pan. You can watch me when I see patients later," Professor Li said, revealing his purpose for the day.

Although Lin Mo is not a medical student, he can be trained privately. Even if he can't become a doctor in the hospital, he can still follow the apprenticeship route. In short, as long as he has the ability, with the connections he has accumulated over the years, he still has a lot to achieve. At the very least, he can find someone to inherit his mantle.

Before Lin Mo could answer, Pan Limin spoke up, "Teacher, you've always said how good Junior Brother's massage skills are, and that it's a family tradition. Why don't you give it a try? I'd like to know what to expect."

Upon hearing this, Professor Li's lips curled up slightly: "Alright, Xiao Lin, go to the inner room and let your senior brother try your skills, as if I'm lying!"

That's right, his second purpose was to use Lin Mo to teach his apprentice a lesson, that is, he was not good at massage, and that Lin Mo had been getting cocky for the past two years.

Before Lin Mo could object, the two led him into the inner room of the department. Pan Limin lay on the bed and said, "Junior brother, I've been having some back pain, stiff neck, and tightness in my body lately, especially my back. Can you take a look?"

Although Lin Mo had never studied medicine, he knew that this was someone describing symptoms to him, but he didn't understand this at all, so he just used you to test the waters.

That's right. Before coming here, he burned the last book on Tuina and bone setting. All sorts of techniques were popping into his head, and he just happened to have nowhere to put them to use. Now, these techniques were delivered right to his doorstep. Whether they were useful or not, he would try them one by one until he found the right one.

Then Lin Mo cracked his fingers and wrists, making a snapping sound, and excitedly started working on them under Professor Li's questioning gaze.

From head to toe, Lin Mo used every trick in the book, and soon, the poor Director Pan was bent and folded like a quilt in Lin Mo's hands, making cracking sounds all over his body.

"Ah~"

"It hurts!"

"I'm blanching it, be gentle, junior brother!"

There was massage and bone setting inside. Perhaps because he had just been promoted, his technique was a bit rough. Director Pan, who was originally a tough man, was brought to tears by his massage.

Half an hour later, Pan Limin stood up, stretched his limbs, and felt the changes in his body, his eyes filled with shock.

This is not just about the same level as the teacher said; he is clearly much better. Especially his bone-setting technique, which is incredibly skillful, with just the right amount of pressure on the acupoints and meridians.

"Teacher, you still want us to communicate? We can't communicate at all. My junior brother is already at the level of a chief physician," Pan Limin said, somewhat amused and exasperated.

Professor Li: "Stronger than you? I feel we're about the same level."

Pan Limin: "Teacher, are you here to laugh at me?"

Three people:
(End of this chapter)