The master who came out of the real world

Chapter 63 I am not a medical student
At 6:00 in the morning, Chen Xiong got up on time and was packing his things.

Running shoes, a few changes of clothes, there doesn't seem to be anything else I need to bring.

Chen Xiong thought for a while and brought the real cowhide props used for acupuncture practice, and also installed a pack of silver needles. It was not easy to train other skills during this long trip, so the acupuncture practice was just a good use of the spare time to continue practicing.

Just as he was putting it away, he suddenly had an inexplicable look on his face.

"You haven't forgotten your liver skill experience when you go out to participate in competitions? When did you become so curled up?"

"Life is unpredictable. If I had had this kind of learning attitude when I first entered the street, maybe I would have a place in the list of great masters."

"Ah~"

After sighing, Chen Xiong naturally stuffed another pack of wolfberries in, and when he was about to go out, Li Sanjiang called.

"Hey, of course you're up, um, out."

Li Sanjiang kept yawning on the other end of the phone: "I'm afraid that you overslept from training yesterday, so make a phone call to be on the safe side, okay, we're leaving too, see you at the high-speed rail station."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Xiong put on his backpack and carried his beloved thermos kettle, which contained freshly brewed wolfberry tea.

Men, you have to treat yourself better in advance. When you are middle-aged, it will be too late!
After casually eating some breakfast, Chen Xiong bought a handbag of food and drinks. When he saw the time, it was already 6:50. Although it only took a little over an hour to get there by subway, but after calculating the time of entering and exiting the subway station, he still called It’s always not good to be late for a taxi appointment, especially if you’re catching the high-speed train, something might happen.

Jiangcheng was still quite empty at 7 o'clock. The taxi driver quickly arrived at the Qingshan High-speed Railway Station. When he saw that the time was just after 7:30, Chen Xiong felt a little distressed about the fare just now and hurriedly bought a taxi outside the high-speed railway station. Squeeze the authentic pancake fruit.

Add two eggs and two sausages, halfway through eating Chen Xiong, he saw five people get off a van, the leader is the sleepy-eyed Li Sanjiang.

"Coach, have you eaten yet?"

Chen Xiong said hello.

"Hello Brother Chen!"

"Hello Brother Chen!"

The four team members behind Li Sanjiang, Chen Xiong, also looked familiar, but they couldn't name them, so they could only respond with a smile and a nod.

"Pancake fruit? Okay, let's get a set, add two eggs and no sausage, just because I'm not very full from eating in the cafeteria."

Li Sanjiang yawned heavily and sighed a little: "I'm getting older and I feel a little sleepy after getting up early. Well, these pancakes are good. I'll stand and sit for a while. You guys can come over after you finish eating."

Li Sanjiang patted Chen Xiong, carried pancakes and fruit, and walked leisurely to the station.

No, you haven't paid me yet?
Lao Li, you haven't paid me yet!
Chen Xiong glared, I didn't say I wanted to treat you, so it was too natural for you to leave, right?
My basic salary is only 2000 yuan a month!

Yes, after looking at several teammates from the marathon team around him, Chen Xiong waved his hand: "Would you like to eat? Let's go together."

"Thank you, Brother Chen!" X4.

Chen Xiong took out his mobile phone and paid for five more pancakes. The young men finished the pancakes in two bites and rushed to the waiting hall of the high-speed rail station together.

He took out his ID card to get the ticket and waited for a while. At 8:20, several people started queuing up to check in and enter the station. Li Sanjiang saw Chen Xiong glance at him with contempt from time to time, and couldn't help but smile: "Why don't I just eat a piece of cake from you?" , I’m going to Tongcheng tonight, I’ll treat you to a meal, their lamb meat and stewed noodles are excellent, I’m sure you’ll enjoy it.”

"Really?"

"of course it's true."

Li Sanjiang chuckled: "I can still miss you this meal."

Anyway, it can be reimbursed.

Chen Xiong rubbed his belly, it seemed that tonight was going to be a tough battle, so he immediately stuffed a bottle of mineral water for Li Sanjiang: "Coach, drink water."

"It's almost there."

Li Sanjiang took a sip of water and yawned again: "Tongcheng is close to Xiahe, and the scenery is nice. The Tongcheng Mountain Marathon competition area is near a national park. If I have time after the competition, I can show you around."

At 8:38, the high-speed train had arrived at the station. Several people found the carriage and found that although they were in the same carriage, the seats were not together and were a little far apart.

In other words, Chen Xiong and Li Sanjiang are closer together, only separated by an aisle.

Putting the bag away, Chen Xiong adjusted the seat, preparing to take a short rest.

Jiangcheng is a full [-] miles away from Tongcheng, and it takes about two and a half hours to get there by plane, which is almost the time to run a marathon, but the cost is much more expensive than the high-speed rail. You can't enjoy this kind of treatment.

Chen Xiong squinted for about an hour. Although he was still a little sleepy, because the seat he was sitting on was close to the aisle, people passed by and came in and out from time to time, so he simply took down the acupuncture tools in the bag and poured another cup from the thermos kettle. Put the wolfberry tea in the pot lid and sip it to replenish water.

"What are you drinking, give me a drink too."

Li Sanjiang became more energetic at this time. When he saw Chen Xiong drinking the water bottle he brought, he asked curiously.

"Healthy tea."

Chen Xiong simply handed over the kettle lid and reminded: "Drink in another position, don't take advantage of me."

"I bother!"

Li Sanjiang took the lid of the kettle, took a sip, and then had a strange expression on his face: "No, I said Xiao Chen, how old are you, and you drink this stuff?"

Isn’t this something that only elderly people like to soak in thermos cups?

You are a strong young man who can run under 2 hours and 10 minutes in a marathon, so what?

"Old Li, don't you understand? These days, people in their 20s are the main force for keeping in good health. The old man's keeping in good health is purely a pleasure. The real way to keep in good health depends on the young man."

Chen Xiong took back the lid of the kettle, took out a wet tissue and wiped it carefully before putting the lid back on.

After putting down the insulated kettle, Chen Xiong took out the real cowhide props for hand training, took out a few silver needles, and began to continue practicing the flying needle technique.

One thing to say, if there is a slight stinging sensation during normal acupuncture, the flying needle flies so well that it is really just like a mosquito bite, with no obvious feeling.

After Li Sanjiang saw the thing Chen Xiong took out, Li Sanjiang couldn't help but rub his eyes to make sure he saw it correctly.

You are a marathon runner, you are in Gan Shenmo! ?
But looking at Chen Xiong, he has mastered the entire flying needle posture and movements very well.

Visible to the naked eye: Professional!

Obviously it wasn't just for fun, Li Sanjiang stopped after thinking about what he said.

Forget it, what are you talking about? No more.

If you are tired, let him be.

Several nearby passengers also glanced curiously at the young man practicing acupuncture. These days, there are not many opportunities to see acupuncture in hospitals, which is really strange.

After practicing flying needles for a while, it was soon approaching the meal time, and the stewardess on the high-speed train started pushing a small dining cart to sell packed lunches.

38, 58, 88 three grades.

The flight attendant is enthusiastic and good-looking, but this boxed lunch is really too expensive and spicy!
It is said that there are still 15 yuan box lunches for civilians on the high-speed rail, but Chen Xiong has never seen one, anyway, it is sold out when he asks.

There were very few people buying in each carriage, and most of them bought the lowest-end lunch box priced at 38 RMB. More people took out their own convenience food, such as bread, instant noodles, chicken legs, pig's trotters, duck necks, and duck feet. etc.

There are also heavyweight players who took out the self-heating hot pot, which is really a bit of a cowhide.

Chen Xiong took out the food and drink he had bought, and threw a few to Li Sanjiang, who he dealt with casually.

He doesn't like eating in the car very much, since someone invites him to dinner at night, it's not impossible to insist a little bit.

I continued to take out the flying needle props and practiced for a while, and suddenly there was a loud noise from the rear compartment, which seemed to be crying.

Chen Xiong glanced over while flying the needle, and happened to see the stewardess who had just been selling lunches talking anxiously with a walkie-talkie. She hurried over and saw Chen Xiong's eyes suddenly light up.

It really shines.

"Sir, there is a patient in the rear compartment who needs to be rescued urgently. Can you provide some help?" the flight attendant said anxiously.

Chen Xiong was stunned for a moment. Are you talking to me?

But he immediately reacted, and quickly explained: "I am not a doctor, nor do I study medicine. This acupuncture practice is just a little hobby of mine. I have never learned relevant first-aid knowledge."

"what?"

The flight attendant was also stunned. The main reason was that Chen Xiong's acupuncture practice just now was so professional that it was easy for people to remember it. Even a layman would think that this young man is a graduate of a Chinese medicine school even if he is not a doctor. student.

But Chen Xiongdu explained it like this, and the flight attendant couldn't force it. Whether it was true or false, this kind of situation could only rely on the help of volunteers, and it was impossible to force someone to do it.

At the same time, the high-speed rail carriage broadcast also sent out a message:
"Dear gentlemen and ladies, hello, there is a passenger on the No. 07 high-speed rail carriage who is suffocated by a foreign object. If you are a doctor or nurse, please contact the flight attendant immediately. The patient needs your help urgently, thank you!"

(End of this chapter)