Son-in-law is a Medical Sage

The old lady looked at the transparent mucus in the bowl and asked doubtfully, "Is this useful?"

Shi Lei definitely nodded: "It's useful."

"It's useless. Let's give it a try first." Lin Mingzhang said.

As soon as his wife spoke, the old lady did not hesitate and quickly carried the bowl upstairs.

"Come on, let's go inside." Lin Mingzhang glanced at Shi Lei.

The three of them entered the room and sat down. Before the water for the tea had even boiled, the old lady ran down from upstairs and said to her partner, "Old Lin, you're too godly. Heh, the fish thorns melted after just feeding that thing to Twinkle!"

Lin Mingzhang turned his head to look at Shi Lei, and laughed: "You cannot judge a book by its cover, young people have things to look at."

When the elders praised him, he should be modest at this time. For example, he should be able to say something like "This junior only understands the basics and needs senior to guide him further".

However, Shi Lei showed an expression that he deserved it and said: "If I don't have a little bit of talent, I wouldn't dare to go to the Medical University and mislead others."

It wasn't that he wasn't modest, but that he was fully confident in his medical skills.

Hearing Shi Lei's words, the two old men were stunned for a moment, then looked at each other, and burst out laughing. Li Huazhen patted Shi Lei's shoulder and said: "Shi Lei, I really like you more and more. For someone who studies Chinese medicine, he should have this kind of attitude.

After he finished speaking, Li Huazhen explained everything vividly to Lin Mingzhang. That day at the military hospital in Nanyang, how Shi Lei questioned his plans as an intern, how he tried to put forward his own opinions to the masses, and how he managed to give the patient his pulse, process, and prescriptions to be effective. Speaking of these things, it was as if Li Huazhen had recorded it that day. The words that came out perfectly restored the scene, not missing a single detail.

Li Huazhen was the President of the Medical University, and also the vice team leader of the Central Experts Group. In terms of work relations, he was Lin Mingzhang's direct superior, and in terms of medical skills, he was an expert that Lin Mingzhang admired.

This time, Li Huazhen brought Shi Lei to see him, and that was because he had greeted him in advance. After all, Li Huazhen was putting in the Chinese Medical College as a teacher, so no matter what, he should inform the Principal.

After listening to what Li Huazhen said, Lin Mingzhang had a basic understanding of Shi Lei's level, but imparting knowledge was not child's play, it was not because Shi Lei had used a prescription to cure his granddaughter's fishbone barbed throat, adding on to the miraculous medical experience, he was qualified to become a qualified professor of Chinese medicine, which was far from enough.

Lin Mingzhang was the Principal. He was responsible for his subordinates' teachers and the students in the institution. He was in charge of an academy and had his own principles.

This responsible attitude was very admirable, but Li Huazhen was slightly dissatisfied between the brows.

The old man thought to himself, the medical academy is the principal, and I have already passed the test.

Thinking about this, he then said to Lin Mingzhang: "Old Lin, Shi Lei's meridian marking technique, is the route recorded in the < Meridians of Meridians >."

This time, Lin Mingzhang was startled, he stared at Shi Lei and asked: "You can read the < Meridian Meridian Scripture >?"

"Yes, I understand." Shi Lei smiled and nodded, "However, it's not that I don't have the cultivation method for meridians until I understand it, but because I always have this cultivation method for meridians, I only understand it after reading the < Meridian Meridians >."

Lin Mingzhang would never do it again.

As the Principal of the Chinese Medical College, he was born into a Chinese medicine himself. After Li Huazhen obtained the solo copy of the < Meridian Meridian Scripture >, he showed it to several people, and one of them was him.

He had eaten all day long while holding that book in his hands, even going to the toilet, even nibbling on it before going to bed, and he had been nibbling on it without eating or sleeping for half a month. He had felt that every word and every sentence in the book was reasonable, and that it was the highest point in medicine.

Finally, when he returned the < Meridian Scripture > to Li Huazhen, Lin Mingzhang seemed to have aged a lot, and his hair had even turned white.

He also knew that among all the people who had read this book through Li Huazhen, there were a few who were more skilled than him in medical skills. However, all of them, without exception, were at a loss as to what to do with this book. It felt more or less the same as Lin Mingzhang: what was written in the book was all true, and there was no way to use it!

Now that he heard that the young man in front of him could actually use it, Lin Mingzhang could no longer sit still. He leaned his body forward, grabbed Shi Lei's shoulders and asked: "Tell me, how did you use it in the end? Why do I have to read it so carefully, almost memorizing it, or can't I use it? "

Shi Lei could understand why the old man was so excited. He looked at Lin Mingzhang and smiled: "The meridian secret method recorded inside, requires inner strength."

After pausing for a moment, Shi Lei continued, "The human body has eight extraordinary meridians, for a total of 720 acupuncture points. Regardless of what kind of disease it was in the past, what it is now, or what kind of disease it is going to suffer from in the future, will be reflected in these acupuncture points and meridians. If you want the details to come out, you will need to use your own inner qi to pour into the patient's meridians, to explore and to investigate. I will tell you the truth. Judging a patient's condition by the pulse of his patient, it is indeed the most superficial of methods in pulse science. The number of symptoms that can be identified is not even one percent. "

"…"

Lin Mingzhang opened his mouth, but was unable to say anything for a long while.

In the end, he sighed, "Young and capable, ah, I finally opened my eyes today. So after all this time, the way of Chinese medicine that I have immersed myself in for my entire life, can only be considered as …"

Shi Lei comforted him and said, "Principal Lin, there is no need for you to belittle yourself. It is not the fault of you scholars that a lot of things that are deep and profound in Chinese medicine have been lost.

Lin Mingzhang nodded his head, then asked: "You are more than enough to teach in my academy, but at your age, you are not much older than my students, what happens if you fail to suppress them?"

Shi Lei shrugged his shoulders, "Being a teacher requires one's skill, not their age."

Lin Mingzhang said: "Alright, when we reach school, I hope that you can adjust your mentality well. "If there's no problem, you can come to work tomorrow. I'll arrange for someone to help you with the paperwork."

"No problem." Shi Lei nodded.

He didn't have much joy in finding a job, but instead had an indescribable burden on his body. It was a sense of responsibility.

Being a teacher isn't like going to a school to pick up girls and fight them, but to let students learn from you and use it in their future lives.

In the education system, many teachers follow the rules and do nothing, which leads to students facing the dilemma of "unemployment after graduation".

Shi Lei had not seen what the students he was about to teach looked like, but he didn't want his own student to say anything after graduation. "I've been studying for these few years, everything I learn is useless."