Chapter Seventy-two

  The room was quiet enough to hear each other's breathing, Alice still knelt upright, scared silly. But the person standing beside her saw clearly that just as Alice loosened her grip on the bed railing and was completely unguarded, Fang Mo Nan suddenly stepped forward and kicked her injured knee out from under her, with her injured kneecap hitting the ground first.

  Alice's two legs were on the ground, and the crackling sound just now was made like this. Everyone's heart collectively rose, and this sound was really too loud. Everyone thought about how Alice's knee cap was, and wouldn't the other side's knee cap also be broken? Who knows why Fang Mo Nan did this? Is there such a way to treat patients?

  "Xanthe's face turned red with rage, her eyes blazing 'You... you call this treating my daughter? You're hurting Alice! You just wait for my lawyer's letter!' Then she swung the gun around, pointing it at Karl Nanders. 'You brought this quack here, if anything happens to Alice, I... I...'"

  "Wait a minute! The thing with Xanthe isn't even clear yet!" She believed that Fang Mengnan must have had his reasons for doing so.

  Fang Mò Nán scolded Xian Ti, but she didn't react at all. He helped Alice, who was still kneeling, to stand up and said: "Alright, get up, stretch a bit!"

  Alice's face turned white, her mouth was trembling, the loud noise just now had scared her so much that her heart almost stopped beating, but after hearing Fang Mo Nan's words, her heart started beating again with a "thump thump" sound. With Fang Mo Nan's support, she stood up and let out an "ah".

  Alice grasped the bed railing, standing there feeling no pain, and carefully lifted her injured leg, stretching it out and bending it, a look of surprise and delight on her face as she stared at her parents with wide eyes: "It's okay. It doesn't hurt at all, it's really healed, this is too amazing..." which also dispelled the anger from her mother Xindi.

  "Alice, you're telling the truth?" Cindy was startled by her daughter's words and looked at her in doubt. "You didn't lie to me?"

  "Mommy, no, look..." Alice moved her injured leg again, this time she even walked a few steps forward with the help of the railing. Then she let go of the railing and walked to Cindy's front. "It really doesn't hurt anymore."

  The people over there collectively let out a sigh of relief, what a false alarm!

  Karl Nandes stepped forward, patted his chest and pulled Alice's hand, "I was really scared to death." Then he glared at Xianti again, "Don't you hurry up and apologize to her?"

  Xianti muttered to herself, "She didn't even tell anyone beforehand, and I've never seen anyone treat an illness like this before. It's really frightening." She still bowed her head in gratitude towards Fang Mosheng, "Thank you for curing my daughter." The proper courtesy was not lacking.

  Alice's knee has been hurting for several days, she can't stand or lie down. She was almost in agony, but suddenly it felt better, and now she feels so much more alive. Just now, she moved around a bit and did a few classic ballet moves, and still can't believe her knee is better all of a sudden.

  Karl Nandes saw his daughter doing all sorts of actions with ease, smiling at Mo Nan Dao: "Really thank you. It's really amazing!"

  Fang Mo Nan chuckled twice and said, "The bone has just been reset, so it needs to rest for a while! Alice mustn't do any strenuous activities now, ballet is temporarily stopped. If it's misplaced again, it can only be helpless, think about it."

  "Listen to you. All listen to you!" Alice was overjoyed, now truly grateful from the heart for this little sister. Who would have thought! She thought to herself that she must pay more attention to her rest and recovery, if she were really injured, how could she dance on stage, what meaning would there be in this life?

  "Well, I should be going too." Fang Mo Nan said.

  "Don't go..." Karl and Jerry said in unison, blocking his way.

  "Hasn't paid your medical bill yet?" said Karl Nandjes.

  "How much is the bill?" Fang Mo Nan smiled and said: "Just go by what the hospital says!" She didn't know exactly how much it was either, she had come mainly because of Stacy's face.

  Jerry exclaimed excitedly: "This is simply too wonderful, you have to tell me what's going on!" He directly pulled Fang Mo Nan into his office, afraid that he would run away.

  Fang Mernan also wanted to have a word with Jerry, so they went together to Jerry's office.

  Jerry's office is really big, a suite combination. It seems that his status in the hospital is not low, and four people sit on the guest sofa.

  Fang Mò Nán took a sip of water and said, "Just now was the traditional Chinese medicine bone-setting method. Making Alice do those strange movements had two purposes: one was to shift her attention, and the other was to warm up, so that I could make my move when she was completely unguarded." Don't look at how quick it was just now, Fang Mò Nán didn't dare do this without sufficient confidence. In case of an accident, she had specially infused spiritual energy into her feet. Fortunately, the ground was covered with a thick carpet, or else she really feared that Alice's other knee would get injured.

  Jerry nodded and said: "I know a bit about Chinese medicine, but I see that your technique is very skilled!" Then he asked tentatively: "Take a look at my body, how is it?"

  Fang Mo Nan put down his teacup, a glint of light flashed in his eyes, and three fingers rested on his wrist. His eyes closed slightly. About three minutes later, "Your hand, for the past two months, has been involuntarily twitching." She pointed to this spot, "There's a tumor pressing on the nerve."

  One sentence made Jerry's face change, cold sweat dripping, Andres and Stacy looked at Jerry's expression and knew Fang Mo Nan was right. "Nan, since you've figured it out, think of a solution. You know how important his hands are to him as an excellent surgeon, and he's in the prime of his life. If this involuntary tremor continues..." Andres couldn't continue, the situation was clear: Jerry would never be able to hold a scalpel again.

  Fang Mo Nan looked at them calmly and said: "I don't have a medical license."

  Jie Ri calmed down from the earlier commotion, and upon hearing her words, he smiled, "If you don't mind, I'll take you on as my student." In fact, even if Fang Mo Nan hadn't said anything, Jie Ri had already been thinking of doing so.

  "How is he?" Fang Mengnan asked Stacy.

  Stacy said, "Nan, you're in luck this time. Jerry's students are all Ph.D.s." She paused and then added, "He's very famous in the American medical community, vice dean of the Medical School at the University of Pennsylvania."

  "Ah!" Fang Mo Nan's mouth was agape, he didn't expect that! "Can I?"

  "If you're interested in Western medicine, this unconventional admission is no problem." Jerry said with a smile, "I'd rather ask for your advice on traditional Chinese medical questions."

  "Good!" Fang Mo Nan replied. From rebirth to now, she has not had a serious thought about completing anything. Perhaps the original intention of learning medicine was not pure, but now she truly wants to have a skill to rely on.

  "That's great," Stacy said: "Congratulations, Nan."

  "Jerry, since you know you're ill, why don't you get treatment." Andres had forgotten that Jerry was an excellent neurosurgeon himself, and he looked at him with concern and asked.

  "I did want to be treated, but unfortunately the success rate is only twenty percent." Jerry said with regret and self-mockery, "So I'm planning to switch careers and leave the operating table." As a neurosurgeon, having a tumor in his own brain was truly ironic.

  "South, can you cure it?" Stacy asked with a hopeful face.

  "It depends on whether Mr. Jerry is willing to let me try?" Fang Mo Nan asked back. Stacy looked at Jerry, waiting for his response.

  "Alright! Just in time to get a glimpse." Jerry agreed readily.

  "Alright, prepare an operating room." Fang Mo Nan said.

  After Jerry made a phone call to inquire, he led them through the shoe-changing area, dressing room, shower room, and wind tunnel, and then put on sterile clothes to enter the operating room.

  The walls and ceiling of the operating room are light green. The corners of the wall are rounded to prevent dust accumulation. The viewing lamp, medicine cabinet, operating table, etc. should be set inside the wall. The door should be wide and without a threshold, making it easy for carts to enter and exit. All the equipment inside is complete, but Fang Mornan shook her head after looking around, she didn't need any of these.

  Jerry lay quietly on the operating table, his eyes curiously following Fang Mo Nan as he opened the medical box. He took out a needle box and began to prepare.

  Jerry saw her take out a needle box, "Is it acupuncture?" Swallowing a few times.

  Fang Mo Nan took out a needle box, pulled out a sterilized silver needle, "It's acupuncture, don't be afraid!"

  "Yes, Jerry, don't be afraid, it doesn't hurt, just a little tingling sensation." Stacy comforted him. She had experienced it herself.

  Fang Mò Nán stabbed several silver needles into Jerry's chest, then took out a golden needle and suspended it above Jerry's head. With her left hand grasping Jerry's wrist, she sent spiritual energy into him to observe the situation inside his brain. After determining the position with her right hand, she decisively inserted the needle, and after the needle tip pierced his head, Fang Mò Nán used spiritual energy to wrap around the golden needle, carefully exploring the area in front of her while slowly inserting the needle downward until it reached the tumor site. She then sent strands of spiritual energy into the tumor, tightly wrapping around it. Suddenly, she discovered that Jerry's brain fluid was "happily" approaching the foreign spiritual energy, mutually permeating and merging together. However, Fang Mò Nán did not lose control over the spiritual energy; instead, she could still use it to explore the internal situation of the tumor through these strands of spiritual energy. Fang Mò Nán smiled slightly, thinking that her continuous cultivation had greatly improved her healing abilities. She boldly dispersed the spiritual energy, letting it dissolve into the brain fluid like water, then carefully began to nourish the brain fluid while entering the blood vessels to "eat away" the tumor.

  Jerry felt a few streams of air flowing in his brain, he didn't feel any pain at all, but instead felt comfortable and sleepy.

  Fang Mo's current cultivation no longer worries about insufficient spiritual energy, the small ball in her dantian now automatically rotates and cultivates day and night regardless of whether it is in space or not. She boldly transports spiritual energy into Jerry's brain.

  The "tumor" that was eaten away by Fang Mernan stirred up the spiritual energy, flowing out along the golden needle. The blood-red beads dripped one by one onto the floor, forming a puddle of bloodstains.

  Fang Mornan cleaned up the tumor and used spiritual energy to repair the blood vessels. He withdrew his spiritual energy, retrieved the needles from Jerry's body, and asked, "How do you feel now?"

  Jerry shook his head, feeling a sense of clarity and lightness he had never experienced before. "This has got to be filmed."

  "Alright!" Fang Mo Nan and his team came out of the operating room and went to the CT room. After Jerry lay down, his colleagues were shocked to find that the hemangioma had disappeared.

  Jerry looked at the film, disbelieving: "This... I'm completely fine now." "It's truly unbelievable." He became even more determined to take her as his apprentice and learn from her about ancient Chinese medicine.

  After Alice was discharged from hospital, the medical bill paid by Karl Nandes was $1,000. "This is too much," Fang Mornan shook his head and refused to pay.

  "It's not much, you know we spent more than this in the hospital and still didn't get cured." Karl Nandes added: "Although it was just a little bit from you, it solved a big problem. Worth it."

  Zhongnan accepted his diagnosis.

  Fang Mernan became a student in the clinical medicine department of the medical school after Jerry left. Of course, becoming a student wasn't that easy, not only did she take the entrance exam, but also 'bribed' those important people by treating some chronic diseases that had been troubling them for a long time. The main treatment methods were medicated diet, massage and acupuncture. She didn't dare to let them drink Chinese medicine, not to mention whether they would drink it or not, she was afraid of scaring them off.

  No matter what, Fang Mo Nan became Jerry's youngest student. However, she wasn't a well-behaved student who sat in class and listened to lectures. Instead, she followed Jerry around for clinical practice every day. Of course, Jerry was very strict about the basics of medicine, so at the end of each semester, Fang Mo Nan had to take exams just like all the other students. As a result, Fang Mo Nan was more tired than the other students and had to work even harder.

  Fang Mernan accompanied Jerry on his rounds every day. He always asked Fang Mernan to take the pulse of patients, and Jerry was very satisfied with her complete description of the pulse situation without looking at the medical records. It was too amazing! Jerry also curiously inquired about the pulse image and studied it carefully.

  At night, after entering the space, I looked at a large number of medical books, memorizing specialized terms and medical terminology. Forget about sleeping. When tired, sit in meditation to cultivate, and after recovering spiritually, continue to study books. It feels like finding fault with oneself, no way out, as Chinese people 'worship foreign things', she can only follow the local customs! Being able to graduate and get a certificate is the best outcome.

  Little Aunt knew Fang Mo Nan was studying medicine after. She looked her up and down, "My goodness, you haven't even attended school for a day, and you've already become a university student." "What's with this head of yours," she said curiously, touching her head.

  Fang Mo Nan smiled but didn't speak, her efforts were invisible to others.

  Fang Mengnan's progress was amazing, with a large number of patients coming to her for diagnosis and treatment, she accumulated a wealth of clinical experience. However, she did not prescribe or use traditional Chinese medicine to treat them. Firstly, the patients did not believe in her abilities, secondly, traditional Chinese medicine is not easily accepted by people. When people see the black and mysterious Chinese medicine, they are worried about getting into trouble. But this did not hinder her learning and practice.

  However, Fang Mernan's bone-setting skills were somewhat famous, and Jerry, with the intention of helping patients, would sometimes introduce one or two fracture or dislocation cases. Of course, not all patients believed in Fang Mernan. Only those who were desperate or couldn't afford the high cost of surgery, poor people who had tried everything else, would come to Fang Mernan with a tentative mindset to give it a try.

  The patients all had a good impression of the little girl who followed Jerry. Whoever saw the elf-like girl would not refuse her when she pulled their hands to 'play', and Fang Mennai also took the opportunity to feel the pulse and understand the condition.

  "Teacher Jerry," Fang Mo Nan called out to the person hastily rushing back to the office in front of her.

  Jerry turned around and looked at her inquiringly. "Nan! What's wrong?" He also tensed up as he saw her furrowed brow.

  "Oh! The new brain tumor patient, not only has congenital vascular malformation in the brain, but also has a deformed heart." Fang Mo Nan said straightforwardly.

  "Ah! What?" Jerry listened and then ran back to the CT room, pushed open the door and said to his colleagues: "Check his heart area."

  "Jerry's a brain tumor patient," Ralph said, snapping pictures.

  "Cut the crap, let's get on with it." Jerry said sternly, his expression serious.

  Ralph ducked his head, adjusted the machine, and shot the patient's chest. He pointed at the screen, stuttering: "This... this... His heart blood vessels are also congenitally deformed." He broke out in a cold sweat, fortunately discovered early, otherwise a small operation would have taken the patient's life.

  "Alright, I've seen it," Jerry said, "I'll write this down in the medical record and make a note of it."

  "Oh! I know." Ralph said.

  Fang Mo Nan and Jerry walked out of the room. "If you hadn't spoken up in time, something terrible would have happened once we entered the operating room," Jerry said with a lingering fear.

  Fang Mo Nan smiled and said: "It's just luck, a coincidence."

  "Haha...Alright, no need to be modest in front of me. Your pulse diagnosis is incredibly accurate, even more so than an X-ray machine." Jerry said with a smile.

  As they walked, Jerry kept asking how she felt about the pulse, while Fang Mo Nan asked her about the doubts she had encountered.

  Fang Mo Nan sometimes followed Jerry into the operating room, watching his 'miraculous' quick knife. The first time he went in, Fang Mo Nan was just curious and didn't see any bloody scenes that made him vomit or unable to bear it, calmly watching the entire operation.

  Afterwards, Jerry and other medical staff kept praising her, saying she's got what it takes for this line of work.

  Fang Mo Nan spent his days running to the hospital for internship and nights cultivating in space, combining his daytime practice, his medical skills had clearly risen to another level. Before he knew it, October had arrived. The autumn was high and refreshing, with a clear blue sky like spotless glass, soft white clouds like milk. The wind was crisp and the weather was comfortable, amidst this gradually thickening autumn atmosphere, some plants' leaves turned from green to yellow, then from yellow to red, dressing up autumn in a colorful and vibrant display. The city was also dressed up by autumn, looking exceptionally brilliant.

  "If it were in the farm, those fragrant and sweet fruits in the orchard would look great on the branches; red apples like lanterns during festivals, yellow pears like gourds hanging from the waist, golden oranges, sour and sweet...". Fang Mo Nan said with emotion while having breakfast.

  Covering her mouth. Xiao Yi rushed into the bathroom, vomiting, and looked at Fang Mo Nan in confusion. "What's wrong? Did you eat something bad?"

  Fang Mo Nan hadn't even left his seat when Xiao Yi came out of the bathroom, still muttering to herself, "These days I don't know what's wrong with me, always dry heaving, can't stand the smell of meat."

  "Auntie, sit down." Fang Mo Nan saw Auntie sit down. He took her right hand and felt her pulse.

  "What's wrong with you! Don't think that just because you've entered medical school, you're already a doctor!" said Little Aunt with a smile. "But don't say I didn't warn you, your demeanor is quite convincing, but aren't you studying Western medicine?" Little Aunt was shocked that Fang Mo Nan had been accepted into medical school and it was as if she couldn't believe her eyes. How old was he anyway? Without going through elementary school, middle school, or high school, he directly jumped to university!

  "Congratulations, Little Auntie. You're more than two months pregnant." Fang Mo Nan announced excitedly, ignoring Little Auntie's 'nonsense'.

  "Don't talk nonsense, I..." Xiaoyi suddenly realized the subtle changes in her body. She stood up abruptly. "Let's go to the hospital."

  "What's wrong?" Fang Mo Bei asked.

  "What's up? Little aunt is pregnant." Fang Mo Nan said.

  "Oh! I know this one, **and the ovum combine?" Fang Mo Bei said, the little aunt who was walking in front heard her words and almost fell down from upstairs.

  "What a mess, and this is what they teach you in school." Xiaoyi asked, turning her head back.

  "What's wrong with this? Even middle schools are starting to distribute condoms." Fang Mo Bei said in a low voice.

  "Ah!" Little Auntie scratched her head, her face filled with incredulity as she shouted: "I'm warning you, Xiao Bei, don't mess around at school and learn all this nonsense." When she was little, she asked her mom where she came from. Her mom said it was from the armpit, and she believed it. Compared to Mo Bei now, it's really heaven and earth apart.

  "Auntie, you're overreacting. I won't do anything, I just knew it earlier." Fang Mo Bei guaranteed with a raised hand. "Besides, I don't have time to waste on this, I'm still young!" He blinked his eyes playfully.

  Aunt patted her chest and took a deep breath. "You know that's all, Nannan is the same." Aunt still didn't forget to mention the big one.

  "Understood, shall we go check?" Fang Mo Nan urged.

  Xiao Yi drove to the hospital, where Fang Mo Nan had been making connections and getting things done easily. As a result, Xiao Yi's check-up was very quick. The test results confirmed that she was two months pregnant. Xiao Yi crumpled up the lab report in her hand, gritted her teeth, and shouted, "Qi Qiu Shi, I'm not done with you!" She had told him to wear a condom, but he hadn't, and now they had hit the jackpot.

  Little aunt was furious and ran back home to scold Qi Qiu Shi over the phone, she picked up the phone, Fang Mo Nan pressed it down, Little Aunt looked at her in surprise.

  "Let's have a chat, Little Aunt." Fang Mo Nan said quietly as he gazed at her.

  "What's going on?" Little Aunt was furious, like a cannon, ready to blast anyone she caught.

  "Talk about the kid in your belly." Fang Mo Nan pointed at her belly. "It's pointless to scold now, unless you don't want it."

  "This is my child, of course I want it." Xiaoyi said with her hands on her belly, "Besides, I'm not young anymore, children of people my age can already make soy sauce."

  "Ha ha", Fang Mosou laughed, this sentence was too familiar. "Nothing?" Fang Mosou shook his head, "Then why did you call?" As soon as the words fell, the phone rang, startling Xiaoyi. She picked up the phone, "Hello! Hello! I'm Mo Xueyan."

  "Little Swallow! It's me, Qiu Shi." Qiū Shí said over the phone.

  "Covering the receiver with her hand, she said to Fang Mo and Nan, 'It's your uncle.'"

  Fang Mo Nan and she quietly left after hearing who was on the phone.