At eight o'clock in the evening, Chen Qingzhi was lazily lying on the sofa, holding up his phone and perfunctorily talking to someone.
" Yes, Mom, I went…It's pretty good…"
He casually pressed the remote control in his hand.
"Our reporter has learned that a medical incident that could shake the world happened in Qiu City Hospital today.”
Hmm? City hospital?
Chen Qingzhi raised his eyebrows and looked at the television.
"The mysterious young man used a pair of silver needles to successfully treat a patient with cerebral hemorrhage that could not be treated by surgery.”
"Let's take a look at the video.”
The video had already been edited, and it focused on the process of Chen Qingzhi using silver needles to treat the patient with cerebral hemorrhage. The CT report was out, and the top neurosurgeons in Qiu City reacted excitedly.
"When was this taken? Why didn't I know about it?"
Chen Qingzhi watched the video on TV and frowned slightly.
At that time, he was only focused on performing acupuncture and did not notice this. However, he did not care. Anyway, it was a good way to spread traditional medical skills. It should not be a bad thing.
The moment the video was released, it quickly went viral on the internet.
The phone in the hospital in Qiu City was exploding with calls.
The Provincial Health Committee, the National Health Committee, and the major hospitals all verified the authenticity of the video.
The internet was filled with videos of Chen Qingzhi performing acupuncture.
#Silver needles reappear, ancient medicine rises #
#The patient with cerebral hemorrhage can be saved!#
#The mysterious youth is actually him #
#……#
"Can silver needles really save people? So the novel wasn't made up!"
"It has been proven that traditional medicine is the best!”
"Ancient doctors beat Western medical skills! I won't accept any rebuttal!"
"Little brother is so handsome. The speed of the acupuncture is so fast. I'm dazzled by it!!”
"F * ck! Isn't this the young man in ancient costume from Mount Tai? Although they were dressed differently, they were clearly the same person!”
"Little brother transmigrated from ancient times? Poem writing, silver needle treatment, zither playing, qinggong, he was simply omnipotent!”
"Little brother fairy, the ancient costume is too beautiful!”
“……”
For a time, Chen Qingzhi became the idol of countless people.
There was also a trend in society to wear ancient costumes, learn ancient poems, and learn classical instruments...
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for reaching 100,000 recognition points. You are rewarded with two lottery chances.”
Whoosh!
Two lottery chances!
Before Chen Qingzhi could finish his surprise, the system notification continued.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the mission and obtaining the Double Reward Card!”
What was that?
There was more?
Double the reward, then wouldn't he be able to draw the prize four times?
He was just wondering if the system was broken. There was no reward for completing the mission.
He did not expect that not only was it not broken, but he had also prepared such a big surprise for himself!
He had only saved someone once, and he was actually rewarded like this? How fragrant!
"Hurry up, draw the lottery now!"
Chen Qingzhi said impatiently.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the grandmaster-level zither skill!”
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the title of Chess God!”
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for attaining the level of a calligraphy master with thin gold body!”
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the classical painting appreciation knowledge!”
"Please check the details in the system backpack and activate it.”
Chen Qingzhi immediately opened the System Backpack page and checked the details of the four rewards.
Grandmaster Guqin Skill Host will obtain the Guqin skill of Yu Bo Ya at the mature stage.
The host of the Chess God title will obtain the Go skills of the Chess God level after comprehending the Hand of God.
[Thin Gold Physique Calligraphy Master Level] The host will be able to write a master-level calligraphy of the Thin Gold Physique.
The host of the classical painting appreciation knowledge will obtain all the knowledge of ancient paintings, including identifying the authenticity, age, author, materials used, appreciation of the painting's style, emotion, content, and meaning.
After getting a general understanding, Chen Qingzhi said without hesitation,
" Activate all rewards immediately."
In an instant, a large amount of information surged into his mind.
Chen Qingzhi felt his temples throb and his brain swell.
After a while, Chen Qingzhi finally recovered.
He was busy thinking about knowledge related to zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting.
A large amount of relevant knowledge appeared in his mind. It was more solid than what he had learned and remembered.
This time, the four arts were complete!
As expected of the 'costume acting' system, this equipment was really sufficient.
……
Imperial University's family building.
"Tsk tsk, Old Chen, your poetry has improved recently!”
A silver-haired old man was looking at a poem that was framed in the middle of the living room with his hands behind his back.
" The Heavenly Gate is pouring down the Milky Way water, and the Sun is watching the blue sea flow…"
His eyes were filled with admiration and amazement.
An old man with a straight back came over and looked at the poems on the wall.
"Old Li, that's not a poem I wrote. It's a poem written by a young man I met on my last trip to Mount Tai.”
"I only copied it once.”
Old Chen also looked up at the poem on the wall, and a look of fascination flashed across his eyes.
"What is it? A poem by a young man?"
"Who are you trying to coax!"
Old Li's eyes widened when he heard that. He rolled his eyes at Old Chen.
The old man with a straight back ignored the two of them. He looked at the poem on the wall obsessively and muttered,"
"The Bell of Destiny is divine, Yin and Yang cut off the twilight.”
"This poem is beautifully written."
"The word 'Zhong' has brought all things in the world to life. The whole nature is so beautiful that it has given its magic and beauty to Mount Tai.”
"Besides, the word 'cut' vividly highlights the dominating power of Mount Tai and shows the image of Mount Tai covering the sky.”
"If you don't shock me with your words, I won't rest until I die!"
After saying that, the old man with a straight back suddenly turned to look at Old Chen and said with certainty,
"This poem was indeed not written by Old Chen.”
Old Chen smiled at Old Li and said,"
"Did you hear that? Old Wang is still the best. He could tell at a glance that this wasn't my style.”
When Old Wang heard this, he sighed softly and mercilessly said,"
"Old Chen can't write such a magnificent poem.”
What was that?
The smile on Elder Chen's face instantly stiffened. He looked at the serious Elder Wang in disbelief.
"Hahaha, so that's how it is. Old Chen's level is not enough!”
Old Li laughed exaggeratedly.
"I will be at the top of the mountain, looking at the small mountains.”
"This line is the last line of this poem.”
"It once again highlights the height of Mount Tai, expressing the majestic posture, imposing manner, and the breadth of mind of the poet who wrote it.”
Lao Wang looked at the poems on the wall and continued to comment.
Hearing this, Old Chen and Old Li couldn't help but look at the poems on the wall and nod in agreement.
After appreciating it for a while, Old Wang shook his head and said with certainty,"
"This poem's momentum is boundless, and its breadth of mind is definitely not something a youth can compose.”
"That's right. Old Chen only knows how to coax us.”
Old Li nodded in agreement.
"Why don't you believe me?"
"This poem was indeed written by a young man in ancient costume.”
Elder Chen said with a serious expression.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes and heard it with his own ears, he wouldn't have believed that this was done by a youth.
But this was indeed done by the youth!
"Anyway, I don't believe it."
Old Li looked at the helpless Old Chen, shook his head, and said firmly.
Old Wang looked at the poems on the wall. After pondering for a moment, he said,
"Why don't we do this? Isn't the Imperial Capital Ancient Poetry Association going to hold a calligraphy exhibition soon?”
"At that time, you can invite him to participate.”
Old Li's eyes lit up when he heard that. He quickly echoed,
"That's right. Invite him over and let us meet the young man you're talking about.”
That's right, why didn't he think of that?
This way, she could prove that she was telling the truth and discuss it with him again.
It was the best of both worlds!
Thinking of this, Old Chen nodded and said,
"Alright, let's see what you can say then.”
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