The little sister of Yaowang Valley traveled to the modern era and was busy farming

Chapter 142 Substitute Teaching

In half an hour, everything was ready. Tang Qiu changed his clothes and looked at the crowded people outside the room. Not only that, all the cameras in the room were turned on, and the classrooms of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine were playing live videos.

In half an hour, all the TCM students returned to their classrooms and watched this scene.

Tang Qiu walked over to Professor Yan, took his pulse again, and after confirming that there were no complications, he began treatment.

In order to ensure the accuracy of the assessment, Tang Qiu asked an invigilator to follow her with a scale: "Cinnabar 1.2 qian, musk 1.2 fen, borneol 1.2 fen, frankincense, myrrh, saffron each qian.5, blood clotting 1 liang, and children's tea 2.4 qian."

Tang Qiu picked up a medicinal ingredient while she was talking about it. After picking up the ingredients, she put them directly on the invigilator's scale. She didn't look at it herself, but each time she picked up the same amount as she said.

This scene caused the students who were watching the live broadcast in the classroom to exclaim in surprise.

After Tang Qiu finished with one set of medicine, she started to prepare the second set. After preparing two completely different sets of medicine, she began to decoct the medicine.

Soon, Tang Qiu poured the second dose of medicine into the bowl, but he just reduced the fire and continued to boil the first dose.

Just when everyone thought Tang Qiu would bring the medicine to Professor Yan, she looked at Professor Yan and said, "Go to the bathroom first. You can't go for the next two hours."

Professor Yan cooperated and went to the toilet.

About ten minutes after returning, Tang Qiu came to Professor Yan with a bowl and said, "Drink this bowl of medicine within three seconds. Don't worry, it's just hot, not scalding."

Professor Yan obediently swallowed the medicine in one gulp.

"You will feel like going to the bathroom in ten minutes, just hold it in."

Unexpectedly, ten minutes later, Professor Yan really wanted to go to the toilet. Professor Li looked at him and asked, "How is it? It's been ten minutes. Do you really want to go to the toilet?"

Looking at the group of people staring at him curiously, Professor Yan nodded honestly.

Everyone looked at Tang Qiu with even greater surprise.

He held it in for about half an hour. Just when Professor Yan thought he was about to lose face and lose face, Tang Qiu took a black ointment in his hand and applied it to his lower back.

Then, he took out silver needles and inserted the needles directly into the feet.

Because Professor Yan had been holding his urine, he was completely unprepared when Tang Qiu inserted the needle into his Yongquan acupoint and he screamed in pain.

The next second, when he thought he was about to pee, he found that he didn't want to pee.

"what?"

Professor Li asked him hurriedly: "What's wrong?"

Professor Yan told the truth: "I don't want to pee anymore."

The scene was once again in an uproar.

But Tang Qiu's injured movements did not stop, and the needle in her hand pierced Professor Yan's body little by little. Then Tang Qiu raised her eyes and looked around: "Close the doors and windows, and turn off the air conditioner."

Professor Li signaled the dean next to him to do it immediately.

In less than ten minutes, Professor Yan began to sweat and the smell was extremely unpleasant.

Ten minutes later, Tang Qiu took off the plaster. The plaster was covered with sweat, and there was a dark purple bruise on Professor Li's lower back.

"Ho!"

Everyone gasped. This was not caused by the plaster burn, but the revelation of an old injury.

Professor Li quickly took a photo and showed it to Professor Yan. Professor Yan knew at a glance that the shape of the bruise was the same as the shape of the stone he had hit.

Tang Qiu did not stop, she began to pull out the needle. When inserting the needle, it is from bottom to top, but when pulling out the needle, it is the opposite.

After Tang Qiu pulled out the needle, he brought Professor Yan a coat and said, "You can't be exposed to the wind now."

Professor Yan didn't understand what was going on, but he suddenly felt the urge to urinate and couldn't say anything, so he went straight to the toilet.

This time, it was the most comfortable time he had gone to the toilet in a long time.

However, when he looked at the urine in the toilet, he was stunned for a moment, because the urine was not a normal color, but a dark red color. Professor Yan thought that since Tang Qiu knew that he wanted to go to the toilet, he must also know what was going on with him. So he flushed the toilet, washed his hands, and returned to the office.

Seeing Professor Tang Qiuyan, he hurriedly asked, "What urine?"

Tang Qiu interrupted him: "It's nothing, a normal reaction. Today's treatment is over. Professor Yan, please be patient and take a shower after eight hours. The water temperature should not be lower than 40°. The next treatment will be in five days."

After Tang Qiu finished speaking, a large group of people gathered around Professor Yan and began to take his pulse.

Everyone found that Professor Yan's pulse was still as dead as before, but they could feel a hint of life injected into him. Perhaps this hint of life could really help Professor Yan recover.

Yan Xuexin didn’t know what everyone thought of him. He was so sleepy that he just lay there and took a deep sleep.

Everyone couldn't help but smile when they saw him like this. As people get older, they realize that the older they get, the less they sleep. Being able to sleep like this also means that he is really getting better.

Professor Li saw Tang Qiu packing up and walked over with a smile: "Qiuqiu, do you have anything to do this afternoon?"

Tang Qiu thought about his plan: "I have an English training class at 4 pm. I plan to go ahead..."

Professor Li interrupted Tang Qiu before he finished speaking: "That's perfect. The first class of the first grade of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine this afternoon is Professor Yan's. You see, he can't go to class in his current condition. You can go and take his place."

Tang Qiu refused without thinking: "How can that be possible?"

Professor Li smiled and said, "Professor Yan, you can't bear to wake him up, right? I still have to help you submit the application for your professional certificate, so I don't have time."

Seeing that Tang Qiu was still hesitating, Professor Li said again: "Don't worry, it's just one class. Nothing will happen."

Tang Qiu was embarrassed: "But, I haven't attended the class."

Professor Li waved his hand and said, "I see you've already read half of the book, and it's only the second class now. It's not difficult, and you will definitely have no problem. It's settled."

Tang Qiu was helpless: "Then you have to tell me which classroom it is, right?"

Professor Li's trick worked: "I'll give it to you later, just go to the teaching building first."

Tang Qiu came to the classroom according to the address sent by Professor Li. Seeing that the class was already packed with people, he suddenly felt nervous.

However, she had already promised him, so she couldn't go back on her word. Finally, when the bell rang, she mustered up the courage to walk into the classroom.

The moment they saw Tang Qiu, there was an uproar in the classroom, because just before, everyone had just seen the shocking scene of her treating an illness, and now, that person appeared in front of them.

Just when everyone thought she was going to find a seat in the classroom to listen to the class, they saw Tang Qiu walking towards the podium.

The classroom was silent, waiting to see what she was going to do.