Strongest Medical Saint

Watching Qiu Baixing excitedly studying the Controlling Qi Technique, his face flushed red with excitement, completely ignoring Ding Yuenian and the others' disdain, he muttered to himself, "Marvelous! It's truly profound! With this technique, my Needle Control through Qi will improve significantly."

After reading through it.

Qiu Baixing reluctantly placed the paper on the desk, he did not immediately pick up a silver needle to practice the Needle Control through Qi like Kong Yaonian, instead, he calmed down and slowly contemplated it.

Upon seeing this, Shen Feng silently nodded his head in approval.

Miao Bohou, Ding Yuenian, and the others looked at the paper on the desk. This time, they didn't fight over it but crowded together to study the Controlling Qi Technique.

As the King of Acupuncture, Qiu Baixing was extremely obsessed with acupuncture techniques, which was why he had lost control of himself and committed such a shameless act just before.

Miao Bohou, Ding Yuenian, and the others read with full concentration, memorizing the Controlling Qi Technique thoroughly.

After going through the Controlling Qi Technique from beginning to end, their respect for Senior Shen became indescribable.

After closing their eyes and contemplating the Controlling Qi Technique for a while, they each picked up a silver needle. Those with better perception of Qi managed to make the silver needle in their fingers vibrate in no time, while those with less sensitivity took several hours before the silver needles in their fingers finally began to tremble.

As for individuals like Qiu Baixing who were already capable of performing Needle Control through Qi, their skill reached an entirely new level.

Shen Feng sat patiently on the side, waiting. Today, he was prepared to pass on some acupuncture techniques to Miao Bohou and the others as well.

To let them continue to promote and develop Chinese medicine in the future.

After Miao Bohou and the others had all made significant progress, they once again turned their gazes toward Shen Feng, their faces brimming with endless gratitude.

Cripple Hu said with utmost seriousness, "Senior Shen, we don't know how to repay the kindness you have shown us, and the kindness you have shown to the Chinese Medicine Community!"

Shen Feng casually waved his hand and said, "This was just a simple effort on my part, you don't need to keep talking about repaying me."

Miao Bohou hesitated for a moment and said, "Senior Shen, what should we do with this Controlling Qi Technique?"

Shen Feng said offhandedly, "It's up to you to decide, whether to make it public or not. I believe you will handle it properly."

Upon hearing these words.

Miao Bohou, Qiu Baixing, and the others looked solemn. In Shen Feng's eyes, this Controlling Qi Technique was just a piece of scrap paper, but to these elders, it was a treasure more valuable than their own lives.

Pang Nianda suggested, "I think this Controlling Qi Technique shouldn't be made public. If everyone could learn this technique, it would only cause chaos in the Huaxia Country's Chinese Medicine Community."

"Instead, we should select a group of people each year, those who are permitted to study this technique must go through rigorous selection. As qualified physicians, they must have a heart to save the dying and heal the injured."

"If they lack even basic morality, then allowing them to learn this technique would only lead them to selfishly seek benefits for themselves."

After a pause, Pang Nianda, expressing his respect for Shen Feng, asked, "Senior Shen, what do you think?"

Shen Feng originally did not want to voice an opinion, but after hearing Pang Nianda's request, he pondered for a moment and said, "That's a good idea."

"I think the Tianhai Traditional Chinese Medicine Institute could be cultivated into the number one medical institute in the world."

"To gather all the new talents of the Chinese Medicine Community here, centering around the Tianhai Traditional Chinese Medicine Institute, and have Chinese medicine continue to be passed on unceasingly from here."

Upon hearing this.

Miao Bohou, as the former principal of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Institute, naturally agreed completely with Shen Feng's words.

If that were the case, then this Controlling Qi Technique would certainly need to be kept at their Chinese Medicine Institute first.

Qiu Baixing and Ding Yuenian, among others, certainly wouldn't rebut Shen Feng's words. Cripple Hu, with a face full of envy, looked at Miao Bohou and said, "Old Miao, as one of the former presidents of Tianhai Traditional Chinese Medicine Institute, you might just make history. Once the college becomes the number one medical institute in the world, this place will turn into a Holy Land for all medical students."

Qiu Baixing laughed, "It seems our Chinese Medicine Community is about to enter an unprecedented golden age. I will find time to come and teach at the college."

Ding Yuenian also said immediately, "Indeed, I will come here to teach as well."

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As these old men fell into excitement,

Shen Feng picked up his pen again and said, "Go get me some more paper."

Miao Bohou raced like a rabbit, still the one to fetch the paper. Although he was the former president, it didn't prevent him from being quite pleased with himself.

After Shen Feng started writing,

Qiu Baixing and the other elder gentlemen immediately quieted down, all of them focusing intently on the sheets of paper in front of Shen Feng.

Shen Feng meticulously transcribed a variety of different acupuncture techniques onto the pages.

All these techniques could be activated using inner qi, or the Controlling Qi Technique; they didn't necessarily rely solely on Spiritual Energy.

As Qiu Baixing and the others gazed at the multitude of profound acupuncture techniques, they couldn't help but hold their breath, their eyes growing wider and wider; at first, they assumed there wouldn't be many of these profound techniques.

Considering every single technique was incredibly powerful beyond limits,

But when Shen Feng wrote out the hundredth technique, their hearts seemed to twitch continuously, their expressions were extraordinary.

However, Shen Feng showed no sign of stopping.

When he reached the two hundredth technique, Qiu Baixing, Miao Bohou, and the others were shaking violently, their faces turning redder and redder as if their entire faces were engorged with blood.

And upon writing down the three hundredth technique, Qiu Baixing, Miao Bohou, and the others clenched their palms into fists so tightly that their fingertips sank into their palms, and blood began to seep from their clenched hands.

Looking up with a wry smile on his face, Shen Feng wondered, didn't these old men feel the pain?

When he had written the four hundredth technique,

Miao Bohou and the others were completely dumbstruck, feeling an overwhelming urge to faint.

Having listed four hundred techniques, Shen Feng knew that it was enough; to continue might genuinely scare the old men to death.

Shen Feng put down his pen and said, "Make sure you keep these four hundred techniques safe."

"You can take the next two days to look over them and select some that you cannot learn; I can explain those to you."

"After these two days, I'm afraid I won't have the time to guide you further."

Upon hearing this,

Miao Bohou, Qiu Baixing, and the others started to straighten their clothes in unison, bowing deeply to Shen Feng in a gesture of respect, unable to express their immense gratitude toward Shen Feng in any other way.

These were four hundred different, profound techniques, after all!

The value of each technique was immeasurable, not to mention the earlier Controlling Qi Technique, whose value was even greater than these techniques.

Shen Feng really had no way with these old men; he wanted to say that in his eyes, these techniques were merely methods not worth showcasing.