The system invites me to be a teacher

"Mother and son broken soul needle?" Wu Tiandi was taken aback.

Doctor Wang nodded: "Yes, the founder of this needle method is said to be the only one Wang.

Wang Weiyi is the earliest and most famous master of acupuncture and moxibustion in the history of the Chinese nation. He is superbly used with a golden needle and is known as the king of god acupuncture.

According to legend, there was once a woman who was dying because of a difficult situation.

After observing the pregnant woman's condition, Wang Shenzhen stated on the spot that the cause of the pregnant woman's dystocia was that the baby in the abdomen was nostalgic for the mother and refused to leave, so he firmly grasped the inner wall of the uterus with his hands.

Therefore, Wang Shenzhen pierced the back of the baby's hand with a golden needle, the baby stabbed and let go, and Fang quack fell to the ground...

Later, Wang Shenzhen aggregated the dystocia conditions of pregnant women into 28 kinds, and then listed different acupuncture methods to solve according to the specific situation.

Because according to Chinese medicine, before a baby is born, the souls of mother and baby are connected together.

As soon as this needle came out, although it saved the lives of mother and child, it also cut off the mother's soul, so it was named the mother and child broken soul needle!"

After Doctor Wang finished speaking, everyone couldn't help but twitch.

Isn't it good for you to use the name of acupuncture for saving people to rejuvenate and save the wounded?It sounds weird and scary to have to make a mother and son.

But the next moment, everyone looked at Confucius and Mencius with surprise.

Because according to Dr. Wang’s “baby in the abdomen is attached to the mother’s body and refuses to leave, he grasps the inner wall of the uterus tightly with his hands” and Confucius’s “child is frightened and hides deep in the womb and refuses to come out.” The reasons are too similar. So that they have to think of one piece.

Especially the two nurses, through their own medical theories, they knew that the hands of the newborn baby didn't feel much at all, and it was difficult for the five fingers to open, let alone scratch the uterine wall.

Therefore, this kind of nonsense is absolutely unique.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Confucius and Mencius laughed and said, "This is Doctor Wang. Actually, you are right. My set of stitches is indeed from Wang Youyi, but it is a little different from what you said.

First, although the mother-son broken soul needle was the only one created by the king, there were only nine books he wrote at the time, and the rest were gradually perfected by his descendants.

Second, there are not 28 ways to break the soul needle of mother and child, but 54 kinds.It's just that some of the remaining methods have been lost due to chronological faults."

"Really fifty-four?" Doctor Wang's eyes lit up, and then he stammered, "Can you show me then?"

He said, "To be honest, my name is Wang Jin, and I am the only descendant of the 135th generation of Ancestor King.

My ancestors also practiced medicine in the times, but with the changes of the times and the vicissitudes of life, many things have been lost.If you don’t believe me, I can come up with the Wang family tree."

Confucius and Mencius smiled and waved his hand: "No, you want to know these stitches, I will give you them."

After speaking, he said again, "But, Doctor Wang, I have to say something before.

The mother-son soul-broken needle created by Mr. Wang Weiyi at the time was only written based on experience and imagination without modern equipment. It is difficult to learn, and the accuracy is not high.

For example, the golden needle technique I used just now only stimulates the nervous system to accelerate the peristalsis of the uterus, so as to achieve the goal of smooth delivery.

To master this method thoroughly, it takes at least 10 years of clinical practice, and a cesarean section with the same function can be completely mastered in up to three months."

Wang Jin nodded, and then smiled bitterly: "Thank you, in fact, I don't know this. It's just because it is a relic of the ancestors that I feel a little bit reluctant."

"But..." Wang Jin's tone suddenly changed. "Our ancestors' things are not good.

Although cesarean section is easy to learn and understand, it is extremely harmful to the human body. Many mothers who have had a cesarean section even often need at least two years of recovery.

And even if it recovers, it will have various sequelae, but the mother and child broken soul needle are completely different. It only takes one minute to solve various dystocia problems without any harm to the mother."

Confucius and Mencius smiled faintly. Of course, what Wang Jin said made sense, but in the current society, who would spend 10 years to calm down and learn the techniques that others can thoroughly master in three months?

And even if you learn, in the current environment, unless an accident like just now, it is estimated that it is impossible for someone to take a huge risk and give birth to a child.

Thinking of this, he looked at Wu Tiandi again: "Mr. Wu, since the mother and the child are safe, it is better to send them to the hospital quickly."

With that said, he explained: "Because of being frightened, in addition to normal postpartum recovery (confinement), the mother of the child also needs psychological adjustment and comfort.

If Kung Fu is not in place, it is likely to leave a shadow on your wife...

Mr. Wu, what are you doing..."

As he was talking, Wu Tiandi fell on his knees with a puff: "This righteous man, you risked your life to fly over the building just now, and then used the golden needle method to keep my wife safe.

Wu Tiandi not only sees it in my eyes, but also remembers it in my heart.From today, you are the great benefactor of our Wu family.

If something happens in the future, you just need a word, even if Wu Mou goes bankrupt, he will not hesitate."

"Uh..." Confucius and Mencius hurriedly waved his hand when he heard the words, "Your words are too serious. I tried to save people, but I just can't bear to see a dead body and two lives. If I change it to someone else, I will do the same.

Wu Tiandi shook his head and said, "I don't care what the righteous man does. I don't care. I only know that you saved my wife's life.

And when I grew up, I never bowed my head to anyone. This kneeling, it was not you, but your life-saving grace."

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

He found that in the debate, he was far behind this Mr. Wu, he had no choice but to say: "That's it, but you are on your knees, now it's time to get up."

Who knows Wu Tiandi shook his head: "Yes, in addition to thank you for your life-saving grace, I have another request, please agree to it."

Confucius and Mencius: "What?"

Wu Tiandi said: "I want my child to recognize a righteous man as a foster father."

As soon as he said this, Confucius and Mencius felt nothing, but the others took a breath.

Those who know Wu Tiandi's identity are very clear about what this means.

As the foster father of the new generation of the Wu family, no matter what the identity of the young man in front of him, he can definitely walk sideways as long as he is in China.

Unexpectedly, Confucius and Mencius shook his head after hearing this, "Foot-father, let it go."

Just when Wu Tiandi thought Confucius and Mencius would refuse, the other party changed the subject, "But if you don't mind, you can let him be my student.

By the way, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Confucius and Mencius. I am a teacher in a middle school."

"It turned out to be Teacher Kong!" After only pondering, Wu Tiandi nodded, "Well, in that case, Teacher Kong is my child's teacher, and the teacher forever."

——Received Wu Feng’s beam repair, +1000!

Upon seeing this news, Kong and Meng breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, he didn't mind being the adoptive father of Wufeng Xiaobei, but for Confucius and Mencius, being a adoptive father would not be a good deal to be a teacher. At least the 1,000 bundles of repairs are appropriate.

To be honest, just now, in order to save people, he spent all the bundle repairs that he had worked so hard during this time, and of course he can take back one point now.

Because he missed his wife, Wu Tiandi made another polite sentence and left in a hurry. Confucius and Mencius understood his state of mind at this time, so he didn't say more.

He didn't know what kind of character he accidentally saved today. Of course, he didn't know how this matter would affect his life.

Being silent, a voice suddenly said:

"This is Mr. Kong. My name is Sanbao. On behalf of the Shanghai Public Security Bureau, I would like to express my sincere gratitude for your bravery.

It's just that the hostage-taking case is bad in nature, so I have a gratuitous request. I hope Mr. Kong can cooperate with the police and go back to the bureau to make a record."

It is the Director of Sambo.

Looking at Confucius and Mencius, he said meaningfully: "Also, for this rescue, Mr. Wu paid a small bounty. After Mr. Kong has finished his transcript, he can take the money away."

Confucius and Mencius smiled and said: "The Director of Sanbao is polite. It is the duty and responsibility of every citizen to assist the police in solving the case. As long as there is a need for me, I will be there on call."

After speaking, he and the other party got into the police car bound for the Public Security Bureau under the escort of a group of plain clothes.

Opposite, the gymnasium.

After witnessing the whole process of the incident with both eyes, Jiang Zhe was stunned.

He thought of Fang Tiantian's making things difficult, thought of Chen Meng's hatred eyes, and even more thought of his own ten thousand-word long comment.

He never expected that something that seemed absolutely impossible to himself would be broken abruptly in front of him.

As a professional coach, he knows better than anyone what Confucius and Mencius just jumped.

11.73 meters, even if Confucius and Mencius just accelerated through the corners, even if Confucius and Mencius were holding the air conditioner when landing.

But he still calculated the final result of this rush long jump in his heart.

11.73 meters completely broke his knowledge of this sport.

At this moment, he finally understands what it means to be outside and there are people outside, there are days outside the sky.

Lifting his head, he walked up to Fang Tiantian and Chen Meng with a sincere tone: "Two, I'm sorry, I was wrong. I will delete the long 4D comment and apologize to you publicly."

This sentence Jiang Zhe said neither humble nor overbearing, yes, this is the character of the Mongolian.

Right is right, and wrong is wrong. If I think something is wrong, I will fight to the end without compromise.

When I truly realize my mistake, even if you don't say it, I will take the initiative to admit it without any hesitation.

Surprisingly, Chen Meng shook his head and said, "No need."

This time it is really not necessary.

Unlike the last time Confucius and Mencius jumped off the building, only oneself saw it from the front.

Not to mention that the whole process has been recorded by myself, even if it is not recorded, I believe the police will make it public as soon as possible.

In order to save the hostages and fight the gangsters, a middle school teacher did not hesitate to risk his life by flying directly over a building more than ten meters apart.

Is there anything more positive energy than this?

"This..." Jiang Zhe obviously thought of this too, his face couldn't help but embarrassed again.

It happened because of himself, but when the truth came out, he was ignored again. Is there anything more embarrassing than this?

Shaking his head helplessly, he turned to the side Bazaar and said: "Let's go back, there will be a game tomorrow, remember to rest more."

Who knows that as soon as I said this, I saw Bazaar shaking his head: "Coach Jiang, I'm sorry, I decided to give up this game."

Jiang Zhe: "?"

"why?"

He is extremely strange, because no one knows Bazaar better than Jiang Zhe, and knows how hard he has done to wrestle.

Especially at this National Games, for special training, the opponent only slept for 6 hours a day, and the rest of the time was training and training.

But now, he actually said to give up and give up...

Baza shook his head, as if he had planned: "Coach Jiang, I know what you expect of me, and I also sincerely thank you for your kindness to me.

Once, I always thought that wrestling was my career and a dream I was struggling to pursue.

But now I found myself wrong, and wrong.

My ideal has never been to wrestle."

"Not wrestling? What is that?"

"Martial arts!" Bazaar said without hesitation.

"Martial arts?"

"Yes, it's martial arts."

Baza explained, "I wrestled with Teacher Kong just now. I always thought he was a wrestler, a wrestler much better than me.

But when I watched him and the robbers just now, I found myself wrong, and wrong.

Because his moves and routines have nothing to do with wrestling.

That is martial art, a martial art called "Shaolin Boxing"!"

"Shaolin Boxing?"

"Well, it is Shaolin Boxing! Coach Jiang, don't you think it is strange?

Compared with Teacher Kong, he is not my opponent regardless of size or strength, but no matter how hard I try to solve the number, there is only one word: lose!

Coach Jiang, do you think I belong to that kind of wrestler with extraordinary talent?"

Seeing Jiang Zhe nodded, he said, "No, you are wrong. In fact, I am mediocre, and I have always been mediocre.

When I was young, I was thin and sickly. When I was eight years old, I almost died because of an epidemic.

Do you know why I can survive?Because of one person.

I still remember that it was a winter, when the wind was whistling and the snow was white.

In the endless grassland, a guest came from Amma's tent, a guest whose body was frozen and was rescued by Amma.

The other party said he was a monk, a monk named Shaolin from a temple.

Because of Amma's kumiss, let him come alive.

Then he told us that he was not only a monk, but also a monk, a monk proficient in medicine.

To express his gratitude, he helped me check my body and gave me a set of boxing techniques and a prescription for bathing before leaving.

Since then, I will practice boxing according to his teaching methods and take a bath with the prescription.

Three months later, my body returned to a normal human appearance. One year later, my body had surpassed my strong father. After three years, I could fall down a bull with bare hands."

Jiang Zhe: "Is that "Shaolin Boxing"?"