“Okay, let’s start now. Watch and feel the strength and depth, and…” Qin Xue shared the secrets of acupuncture with him, then pricked a needle in his hand for him to experience it.

She let him feel the depth of the needle himself to see if there was any difference. Only after he personally felt it could he grasp the point and degree accurately.

Otherwise, randomly poking with needles would lead to problems, which is why Chinese medicine is said to be harder than Western medicine.

Chinese medicine is profound and extensive; its essence is not easy to grasp. Unlike Western medicine, where you just ask some symptoms and then prescribe anti-inflammatory drugs or antibiotics, or rely on various devices for examination. But what if these weren’t available? Would Western doctors then be unable to diagnose?

This question troubles many people; it just hasn’t had a definite answer yet.

Qin Xue personally feels it’s merely a complementary relationship because sometimes Western medicine is more effective than Chinese medicine, but Chinese medicine can address the root cause. So, both have their merits.

However, from everyone’s perspective, especially those merely seeking treatment, Chinese medicine is better. But for external injuries, Western medicine is preferable, as Chinese medicine cannot perform surgeries.

Thus, in today’s society, these two medical practices must journey together; one isn’t better than the other, they are both good.

Qin Xue is proficient in both now, combining Chinese and Western medicine, which to her is just a better integration, without any good or bad.

There’s truly no need to say more on this matter because this country should further advocate Chinese medicine, as it’s one of their cultural essences.

No matter what, for this matter, Qin Xue’s view is like this. As for other people’s opinions and thoughts, they have nothing to do with her.

“No, your strength is too heavy; a little lighter. Yes, like this. Doesn’t it feel different now?” Qin Xue observed the depth he inserted, correcting him.

“Mm, continue.” Chu Molin practiced as Qin Xue instructed, and they began practicing needle insertion in the car. This is actually unsuitable because the car has some movement, which is unfavorable for needle insertion. But they had Xue Ling assisting them.

Within the barrier it set, there was no such disturbance. If convenience allowed it, they would have entered the space directly instead of practicing in the car.

Things are just the way they are. They thought it couldn’t be helped because others were watching; they couldn’t enter, relying on Xue Ling to maintain balance and stability for them. In such a state, they felt it was quite proper.

The main reason is that Chu Molin’s learning ability is exceptionally good. After Qin Xue taught him, he basically mastered the essentials after a few tries, without requiring her to worry much. How could there be such an extraordinary talent in this world?

If someone had discovered him earlier, would he have learned these things long ago?

Qin Xue turned her head to look at him, sinking into her thoughts, while Chu Molin continued practicing beside her.

From time to time, he glanced at the woman beside him. Finding her with the same expression, he didn’t bother her and focused on practicing, which was the right idea. Because after doing so, he found learning became much more smooth.

Whether in terms of mental sensation or hand movements, it felt more authentic now compared to earlier.

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