Actually, there's a saying that's quite reasonable: being able to eat is a blessing. Oh wait, that's an old saying from the older generation, so I won't say much about it here.

Speaking of foodies, only good-looking people who eat can be called foodies, while ugly ones? They're just called gluttons.

"What time?"

"We'll start eating whenever you arrive."

Sure enough, she's willing to come.

"I'll cook the crab. You guys can't do it and don't ruin my crabs."

"Mm, okay..."

How much longer can we spend together? If I die, will you cry for me? Or maybe, I really shouldn't show up in front of you anymore.

Now, Xiaofan suddenly thinks it wouldn't be so bad if Shen Zuimo forgot about her for the rest of his life. At least if one day when she goes to uproot the Red Butterfly's den and accidentally loses her life, she won't feel sad for her. After all, when you're dead, you're dead. To her, Xiaofan is just a passerby.

Conflict. Such conflict. She wants to spend more time together, yet she's afraid of this and that. It's truly blind.

After speaking with Shen Zuimo, Xiaofan packed a takeaway from the cafeteria and headed straight for the medical department in the Freshman Area.

Well, I wonder if those three who can memorize the points are all cute nurses? It would be great if they were. In this dull life, it wouldn't be bad to flirt a bit.

The medical department arranged a special room for Xiaofan to teach, and the set time was one o'clock sharp. Xiaofan sat in the room eating lunch, waiting for the three to arrive.

As she was eating, there was a knock on the door. Obviously, they had arrived.

"Come in..."

"Hello, Teacher Ye, my surname is Song. I'm the head of the medical department and also one of your students this time. You can just call me Old Song."

'Pff.'

Old Song? Xiaofan, who was still daydreaming, saw a man nearly in his fifties and could barely swallow her rice.

"Oh, oh, have a seat first." Xiaofan bitterly smiled to herself. Well, see when you can sneak a break and go back to the Capital City to visit the entertainment districts for some fun to control the surge of hormones these days.

The next one made Xiaofan almost spit out her rice. Following Old Song was indeed a nurse, but this nurse was that feisty chick who slapped Xiaofan last time.

Alright, better just focus on teaching them properly.

"Weren't there supposed to be three of you? Why are there only two?" Xiaofan asked in confusion.

"Oh, Teacher Ye..."

"Stop, call me Xiaofan. You're my elder, after all." Xiaofan really couldn't stand these so-called formalities.

"Eh, Teacher Xiaofan."

"Drop the 'Teacher'. Alright, carry on." Xiaofan continued eating as she spoke.

"Oh, there's also my son, the one you saved last time, but he still can't get out of bed these days. However, he did memorize those acupoints during this time. As for me, my respect for Ye Aotian prevented me from seeking his guidance, so I self-studied acupuncture and am quite familiar with the acupoints. This is Qing'Er, a girl who has truly memorized the acupoint chart in a few days. Since stopping bleeding is also a major task for nurses, having her join would be even better."

"Oh, so you know who I am. No need for pleasantries then. Let me finish my meal; have you eaten?"

"Oh, go ahead, no rush, no rush."

It seems like only two people in the entire medical department could memorize those acupoint charts. Not many people can study it, it seems.

Memorizing it is just the beginning; the real important work follows.

Meridian connections are very complex and require meticulousness. Dr. Song is a seasoned doctor, no need to say more, and his son being able to memorize them while injured is genuinely not easy. As for the girl, she's quite clever.

Xiaofan wanted them to memorize it in such a short time to avoid wasting each other's time.

"I'll just do a simple assessment. Do you have silver needles?"

"Ready."

"Good, on those two mannequins, I'll randomly name an acupoint, and you just insert the needle there. Rough position is fine, for precise location, you'll need to practice slowly later. Yongquan, Zhongshu, Mingmen, Quchi, Hegu..."

The two quickly picked up the silver needles and inserted them into the mentioned acupoints swiftly.

After naming about twenty acupoints, Xiaofan finished her meal. She walked over to take a look. They were all correct, and the deviations in position weren't too big.

Of course, during treatment, there can't be any deviations. Now it's just testing their memorization.

After all, these are major acupoints. For smaller ones, you'll have to pay more attention.

"Acupoints must be precise, as many acupoints are nearly continuous. Any deviation can result in the opposite effect. Now let's discuss how to stop bleeding caused by leg artery injuries. Starting with the thigh artery..."

Learn the life-threatening ones. When there isn't enough medical equipment nearby and the situation is urgent, needle stopping bleeding is very practical and effective.

The two were very serious about their learning. They knew that everything Xiaofan said was essential and couldn't be treated carelessly.

"This acupoint can effectively numb the nerves, so there's no pain at all. Lin Qing'Er, that's the same spot I needled when stitching you last time. You should know the feeling."

"Uh-huh, yes." Speaking of last time, Lin Qing'Er's face turned slightly red. That misunderstanding led to a slap, and though it seemed like he didn't mind, things feel a bit odd now.

When all the doctors and nurses received the notification, a significant portion was very interested, with Lin Qing'Er being the most interested, having personally felt the magical effect of Xiaofan's acupuncture. Not to mention saving so many people, admiration was inevitable, and now given a chance to save people like Xiaofan, of course, she would diligently strive for it.

She was intelligent by nature, always reciting, and managed to memorize the acupoint chart during the given time.

"Look, there are many acupoints on the palm too. With the direct connection of acupoints, many sensations can arise. Girl...oh no, Lin Qing'Er, may I use your hand?"

"Use my hand?" Lin Qing'Er hesitated for a moment but still extended her hand.

Well, Lin Qing'Er works at the base and rarely gets sunburned. Xiaofan didn't notice last time, but now seeing that fair and tender little hand, her eyes suddenly paused.

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