Chapter 1246: How Miraculous

The girl looked at Chen Yu in astonishment, and even some of her friends were shocked. How could Chen Yu calculate things so precisely? How did he know she had appendicitis half a year ago?

"You, your kidney Qi is deficient; watch fewer adult films." Chen Yu pointed at a refined-looking male student.

"Ah..." The male student was startled, then lowered his head in shame. It was so embarrassing to have his business exposed in public.

"You, your private life is chaotic. If you still want to have children, you should keep yourself clean." Chen Yu looked at a very well-dressed female student.

The girl's face turned pale; she shrank her head and dared not speak again.

"As for you, you smoke too much, right?" Chen Yu pointed at a male student with dark skin. "There is a tumor in your lungs. Go to the hospital for a check-up, but don't worry, it's benign."

"You can even tell this?" The male student was shocked. He had been coughing recently, and his lungs always hurt.

Originally, he hadn't taken it to heart, but after Chen Yu said this, he became a bit worried. He had to hurry to the hospital to get it checked out.

"If you don't believe me, just pretend I didn't say anything." Chen Yu continued walking forward. "The physical condition of every one of you is almost written on your faces."

"Regarding physical privacy, you have no privacy at all with me. This is the unique aspect of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Whether you believe it or not, it is just that miraculous."

The scene became quiet. Everyone was suddenly interested in Chen Yu, and they all listened attentively.

"What about treating illnesses? Traditional Chinese Medicine is good at bone-setting, and it can also treat Qi deficiency and physical weakness, but I don't think it's good for surgery or emergency treatment of serious illnesses," someone said.

"This involves Metaphysics. It's not that Traditional Chinese Medicine can't do it, but that there are too many profound things that ordinary people cannot learn. As for emergency treatment, you can steel your heart, cut your own hand, and I will demonstrate it for you on the spot," Chen Yu said.

That male student was stunned, then said somewhat incredulously: "Are you serious?"

"Serious. I won't leave a single scar on you. If you don't believe me, then just pretend I didn't say anything," Chen Yu smiled slightly.

"Chen Tong, cut it for him to see."

"Right, you often tell us that one should have a spirit of exploration. This is your time to shine."

"A fruit knife, this is for you."

The few bad friends around this male student cheered him on one after another; a busybody even handed over a knife.

"You bunch of animals." Chen Tong was speechless, but his thirst for knowledge was too strong, so he took the fruit knife, gritted his teeth, and said: "Is what you said true?"

"Of course it's true, stab away," Chen Yu egged him on.

"What are you all doing? Chen Tong, are you stupid? Who self-harms with a knife?" a girl said.

"No, I don't think Teacher Chen would lie to me. If he lies to me, then I will never believe these ghost stories about Traditional Chinese Medicine again." This student named Chen Tong was also a ruthless person.

This guy held a passionate attitude toward exploration. Amidst a chorus of gasps, he actually picked up the knife and slashed fiercely at his own arm.

*Pfft*, fresh blood splattered everywhere, and a deep wound appeared on his arm.

"Hey, what are you doing? Quickly, get a bandage, stop the bleeding!" Someone panicked.

Chen Yu gave a thumbs up: "Young man, ruthless enough. Everyone move aside, I'll handle it."

Chen Yu walked up and reached out to press a few points on the spot where he was injured. His bleeding stopped immediately.

Then Chen Yu took out Golden Sore Medicine and applied it to him. The whole process was crisp and efficient; it was finished in less than three minutes.

After the medicine was applied, Chen Tong's tightly locked brows relaxed. He felt a trace of coolness at the place where he had just been injured.

"How does it feel, Chen Tong?" someone asked curiously.

"Cool, very comfortable," Chen Tong said.

"You mean it feels great?" someone laughed.

"Dog, do you want to try it too?" Chen Yu said fiercely.

"Not me." That guy shook his head. Stabbing himself with a knife—isn't that being sick? He wouldn't do that.

After a while, Chen Yu told him to wash off the bloodstains on his arm.

Chen Tong did as he was told. When he finished washing the bloodstains off his arm, he was completely stunned.

"This... how is this possible?" Chen Tong stared at his arm, dumbfounded. He saw that the arm, which just had a deep wound, was now completely intact.

In just a few short minutes, skin had grown on his arm, but this skin was tender and slightly whiter than the surrounding areas.

"My god, it's healed, it's really healed." A group of people gathered around, looking at the wound on Chen Tong's arm in disbelief.

They simply couldn't believe their eyes. Chen Yu's wound just healed like that?

"Chen Tong, you aren't a shill he brought in, are you?" someone said half-jokingly.

"Get lost. You go try it too; it hurt like hell just now," Chen Yu said angrily.

Yes, even though the wound was healed now, it had hurt quite a bit when he first stabbed himself.

But Chen Tong didn't care anymore. He felt he had explored something he liked, and he said excitedly: "Teacher Chen, is this medicine of yours formulated using Traditional Chinese Medicine? Can it remove scars?"

"Of course it can," Chen Yu said. "The wound is stopped by acupoint bleeding control, then the sore medicine is applied, and then your wound is intact."

"Then can we cooperate to promote and produce this medicine? It would definitely make money," Chen Tong said excitedly.

"No, because this thing cannot be mass-produced. This is why Traditional Chinese Medicine is declining, because many things are not reproducible—for example, the medicine, or people with excellent root bones who can learn Qi cultivation."

"It's too miraculous. How does it feel like this is a myth?" someone said excitedly.

"At the end of science, isn't it theology?" Chen Yu smiled slightly. "I cannot say that so-called science is pseudoscience."

"But if there comes a day when science truly reaches its end, you will find that the end of science is God, and the world we live in was not formed naturally."

"Teacher Chen, are you saying that there is a God in this world?" someone asked.

"I didn't say that. If you want to know, go explore it yourselves," Chen Yu laughed. "This is just an exchange about Traditional Chinese Medicine; we've strayed a bit too far."

"Next, back to the main topic, let's continue to discuss the differences between Traditional Chinese Medicine and Western Medicine." Chen Yu smiled.

With this beginning, all the students listened to the lecture with rapt attention, and a long class period passed quickly.

After class, Li Mingwu found Chen Yu. He said with an expression of admiration: "Mr. Chen, this class of yours today really opened my eyes."

"The Traditional Chinese Medicine I understood before is different from yours. Yours seems to be something at a much higher level."

"It is indeed a higher level, involving Metaphysics. Ordinary Traditional Chinese Medicine cannot achieve these things," Chen Yu smiled and said.

"These things, it seems I can't learn them, right?" Li Mingwu was full of anticipation.