Time Travel: My Comfortable Life After Going to the Countryside

Sun Famiao put the enamel mug aside, opened his lecture notes, and then closed them again.

"Forget it, I won't read it. You wouldn't understand anyway."

Some people below chuckled softly.

Sun Famiao glanced around and smiled, a smile much more pleasing to the eye than his previous stern face.

"What are you laughing at? I'm telling the truth. Some of you only graduated from junior high, some from elementary school, and some probably can't even read properly. If I recited a whole bunch of Yin-Yang and Five Elements theories about internal organs and meridians, how many of you could remember?"

He paused.

"So let's try a different approach."

He stood up, walked to the middle of the classroom, and patted the shoulder of the student closest to him.

"You, stand up."

The student stood up, looking bewildered.

Sun Famiao pointed to his arm: "What's this called?"

"arm?"

The crowd burst into laughter.

Sun Famiao smiled and shook his head: "It's the arm, but exactly where?"

The student scratched his head: "...On the arm?"

"Up to the arms," ​​Sun Famiao repeated, walked back to the podium, picked up his enamel mug and took a sip, "Alright, let's start with the arms."

He put down the jar, took out a pointer from his bag, and pointed to the human acupoint chart hanging on the wall.

"This is called the Lung Meridian of Hand-Taiyin. Along this section of the upper arm, there are three acupoints: Chize, Kongzui, and Lieque. Chize is on the elbow crease, Kongzui is seven inches above the wrist, and Lieque is one and a half inches above the wrist—"

As he spoke, he gestured on his arm.

"It's okay if you can't remember the names of the acupoints, just remember their approximate locations first. You can memorize them gradually later."

People below started taking notes.

Sun Famiao took a few steps, then suddenly stopped, his gaze falling on Liu Xiangyang.

"The one by the window, stand up."

Liu Xiangyang stood up.

Sun Famiao looked him up and down and said, "Point out the three acupoints I just mentioned on your arm."

Liu Xiangyang raised his left arm and pointed with his right index finger in sequence:

"Chize, the outer side of the elbow crease." He pointed to the elbow.

"Kong Zui, seven inches above the wrist." He measured it and placed the point slightly below the middle of the forearm.

"Lieque, one and a half inches above the wrist." He pointed above the wrist.

Sun Famiao looked at him without saying a word.

The classroom fell silent for a moment.

Then Sun Famiao nodded, his lips twitching as if he wanted to laugh but suppressed it.

"Have you studied it?"

Liu Xiangyang nodded: "I learned from the village's barefoot doctor for a while."

"With whom?"

"Han Li".

Sun Famiao's eyebrows twitched slightly: "Han Li?" He stared at Liu Xiangyang for two seconds, then waved his hand without asking any further questions. "Sit down."

Liu Xiangyang sat down, and people below began to whisper among themselves.

Zhao Xiaoman leaned closer, her eyes sparkling: "Liu Xiangyang, you're amazing! Did you learn this before?"

"I'm just average, the world's number one. I've only studied it for a few days."

"Look at you, if you don't want to talk, then forget it." Zhao Xiaoman rolled her eyes at him.

Sun Famiao picked up his enamel mug, took another sip, and continued lecturing.

It explains the specific usage of three acupoints: Chize, Kongzui, and Lieque.

These three acupoints are all important acupoints on the Lung Meridian, and they are very effective for respiratory problems and certain types of pain.

"Practice with each other to get the positions right. I'll check on you before get out of class ends."

The classroom suddenly became lively.

Wang Dazhu leaned closer and lowered his voice: "Xiangyang, can you teach me? I can't find it."

Liu Xiangyang glanced at him, pulled his arm over, and pressed on the crook of his elbow.

"Here, Chize."

"Ouch, it's a little sour..."

"It should be sour." Liu Xiangyang moved down again. "Kongzui, seven inches above the wrist. Measure it yourself. Four fingers is three inches, eight fingers is six inches, plus one more finger."

Wang Dazhu counted on his fingers, measuring for a long time: "Seven inches above the wrist...is it here?"

Liu Xiangyang nodded.

"What about Lieque?"

"One and a half inches above the wrist." Liu Xiangyang pointed above his wrist. "See this indentation? It's right here."

Wang Dazhu looked at him with admiration: "How did you know all that?"

Liu Xiangyang smiled and said, "I've studied it for a few days."

Zhao Xiaoman also came over and stretched her arm out in front of Liu Xiangyang.

"Liu Xiangyang, can you teach me too?"

Liu Xiangyang looked down at her outstretched arm; it was fair and clean, with a slender wrist.

He reached out and pressed on the back of her elbow.

"Chize".

Zhao Xiaoman hissed and her face turned slightly red.

"It hurts a little..."

"Sourness is right." Liu Xiangyang moved down again, "Kongzui acupoint."

His fingers slid across her arm, touching a spot seven inches above her wrist.

Zhao Xiaoman looked down at his hand and didn't say anything.

Liu Xiangyang didn't notice and continued reading.

"The list is missing." He pointed above her wrist.

Zhao Xiaoman suddenly raised her head, her eyes sparkling.

"Liu Xiangyang, your hands are so hot."

Liu Xiangyang: "Young people have a lot of energy. Besides, it's not just my hands that get hot."

"Where else do you have a burn?"

"I can't tell you that; only my wife can know."

Zhao Xiaoman blushed deeply at his words.

When the lunch bell rang, Sun Famiao sauntered away, clutching his tattered leather bag.

Wang Dazhu jumped up from his seat: "I'm starving! I'm starving! Xiangyang, let's go!"

Liu Xiangyang packed up his lecture notes and walked out with him.

A long queue had already formed in the cafeteria. Liu Xiangyang and Wang Dazhu carried their food bowls and looked for seats. They finally found an empty table and sat down.

I had just taken a couple of bites of rice when someone suddenly walked by.

She was a young nurse carrying a food bowl. She walked quite slowly. When she passed Liu Xiangyang, she paused, glanced at his face for a moment, and then quickly looked away, walking to a table in front of her and sitting down.

Liu Xiangyang didn't pay any attention and continued eating.

A short while later, someone else passed by.

This time it was two female nurses, walking and talking quietly. When they got to Liu Xiangyang's side, they suddenly stopped talking.

One of them glanced at her sideways, while the other nudged her with his elbow. The two of them lowered their heads and quickly walked over to sit down at the table behind them.

Wang Dazhu looked up at the two nurses, then at Liu Xiangyang, his face full of confusion:

"Xiangyang, do you know them?"

Liu Xiangyang took a bite of rice and shook his head.

"Then why do they keep looking this way?"

Liu Xiangyang looked at Wang Dazhu's rake-like face and said, "You're good-looking, so people will take a second look. You're not at a disadvantage."

Wang Dazhu touched his face and muttered, "Looks like I'm actually not bad looking after all?"

A little while later, the two female nurses who had passed by before walked past again with their food bowls.

This time they walked even slower, glancing at Liu Xiangyang repeatedly, their feet shuffling along, refusing to move. Wang Dazhu couldn't stand it anymore and looked up to ask, "Comrade, are you looking for a spot?"

The nurse blushed instantly and shook her head慌张地, "N-no, I..."

Before he finished speaking, he picked up his rice bowl and walked quickly away. He sat down at a table some distance away and whispered something to his female companion next to him.

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