Super Magic Surgery System

"Dr. Chen, Dr. Chen, bad news! The old Mr. Qin we pushed out seemed to have a stroke in the garden. He didn't respond to our cries at all. However, his disciple thinks that he. . . Is cultivating and has entered the best state of being one with the world. He won't let us get close to him! "    

    

A thirty-something-year-old Head Nurse hurriedly ran to the office and shouted at Chen Qun, who was diagnosing the new female singer, Yun Yan. If it wasn't for the fact that he had already gotten used to such weird things, he wouldn't have made such a big fuss. As for the old man who just had brain cancer surgery. . . She didn't believe that he was practicing Qigong or something, and that he was responsible for it. She was the person in charge directly.    

    

Besides, this patient was specially instructed by the Eldest Miss. If anything unexpected happened, such as a human body floating in the air or something, she would inform Chen Qun directly. That's right. Chen Qun was best at this kind of patient. He would use a needle to poke them, and they would stop floating after leaking air.    

    

Chen Qun was in the middle of asking questions and gathering information for Yun Yan. When he saw the nurse interrupting him, he could only listen to her and apologize to the patient in front of him.    

    

"Teacher Yun, I'll go over and take a look first. You can go over with the nurse to do a CT scan first. When the results are out, you can wait for the results to come out. Perhaps I'll be able to determine what your symptoms are. "    

    

After finishing his instructions, Chen Qun strode towards the door. A few minutes later, he saw Mr. Qin Fang, who was looking up at the sky with his dead fish eyes rolled over. He was lying on the hospital bed and looking at the sky in a strange way. When his eyes swept across the room, the diagnostic panel immediately popped out, giving him a set of data and a pale green background.    

    

Everything was normal. It could even be said that everything was normal. His current condition was the best these few days.    

    

Could this be the legendary meditative state?    

    

But this kind of phenomenon would probably scare a few timid nurses to death!    

    

"How about this, bring your duty form over. Ask the family members to sign on it to indicate that the patient does not need to be taken care of for the time being. Also, ask two people to bring a parasol over. The old man's eyes were not used to being exposed to the sun for long periods of time, so he asked his family members to cover the parasol themselves. They should have some experience in this area. We also have to follow their customs. "    

    

Head Nurse saw that Chen Qun only glanced at him from afar before stopping. He knew that the patient did not have a stroke or dementia, or just treat it as dementia. It was only because he practiced Qigong to such an extent that he deliberately scared people to death. The medical center was also teaching health skills, but they were all safe and sound.    

    

This should be the legendary evil thing, but Dr. Chen had already said that it was fine. It was really fine. It was even more accurate than the monitoring device. There was no need for him to cause trouble. Besides, the family members of the patients were very good at being human. They would not give them red packets or care fees, but they did give them a lot of fruit baskets and desserts. They were also very polite. Just let them do whatever they wanted because of this.    

    

It was just that everyone was curious. Even Head Nurse, who was over thirty years old and had a lot of experience, couldn't help but ask.    

    

"Dr. Chen, is. . . Is this really the meditation in Qi Gong?"    

    

Chen Qun hesitated for a second before giving an unexpected answer.    

    

"This might be more like self-hypnosis, or some kind of trance. There is a certain gap between this and a true Taoist's meditation. After all, Daoist Qing Ye, who is in the medical center, has also entered the so-called meditative state on the hospital bed. In fact, his entire body's nerves have entered a state of shallow sleep. However, part of his senses had been completely shut down. It was a state of deep sleep. Therefore, you can't wake him up outside. "    

    

Head Nurse did not ask any more questions this time. In any case, the more he asked, the more mysterious it became. She was unable to understand Chen Qun's explanation, so she just had to follow it.    

    

Chen Qun seemed to be in a good mood, so he took the opportunity to give Head Nurse some knowledge about meditation.    

    

"Actually, the twins who come to the hospital every week for check-ups sometimes have the same condition as Qingye Taoist. However, it was slightly different. What puzzled people the most was. . . The brainwaves of the sisters can be synchronized. Until now, there is no medical or physiological explanation. They could only give some answers, which was why Fellow Jiang was so interested. He will personally preside over this research! "    

    

The Mirror Image Syndrome of the twins could be said to be one of the things the medical staff in the hospital were most interested in talking about. In addition, there was also Du Ya who had similar symptoms. Head Nurse knew about it. He was even more clear that the master of the twins was Qingye Taoist, and the master and disciple had formed fate without meeting each other in some kind of mirror image. Head Nurse knew a lot of such rumors.    

    

At this time, Chen Qun gave an explanation. Head Nurse understood the current situation more and more. It was that Old Man Qin's Qi cultivation method was an unorthodox one, and Qing Ye was a true disciple of the Dragon Gate Sect. The true descendants of Wang Chongyang were, of course, the authentic disciples of the Black Gate.    

    

It was just that different qigong mantras could be seen from the brainwaves. This was a piece of cold knowledge, and he had gained a lot of knowledge. Besides, No matter what kind of person it was, if they met a materialist like Chen Qun who only talked about science, they would all be stunned by him. There was no need to be afraid.    

    

Head Nurse turned around and walked away, but Chen Qun heard a strange voice in his ear.    

    

"Chen, this is the first time I've heard you use this method to explain your 'Qi'. Don't you really think that this widely spread Qi contains secrets that we don't know?"    

    

Chen Qun didn't even need to raise his head to know that it was a vampire who was swaggering under the sunlight again, which made him give up.    

    

"In the end, humans are all carbohydrates. They use or store energy through the molecular power. It is impossible to go against the most basic laws of physics. All activities of the human body, in the end, are biochemical reactions, breaking or synthesizing the molecular key energy. There will not be any nuclear reactions. We only need to explain it according to the principle of a razor. It's impossible to make mistakes in the general direction. "    

    

Professor William was interested. He walked up to Chen Qun and looked at him seriously. He asked word by word.    

    

"In other words, you don't believe that your Qi can achieve extraordinary strength. You just treat it as a way to move your bones and muscles and exercise your body?"    

    

"No, I only believe in things that can be proved with evidence. As for things that can't be proven, our old ancestor gave a very good solution, which is that Ziyu has strange strength and is in a state of confusion. It means that everything is strange. Since it can't be proved, then pretend that it doesn't exist. Or rather, this is the principle of the Eastern style of razor that came from China more than 2000 years ago!"    

    

Although William did not speak very well in Mandarin, At this time, Chen Qun spoke in English. He naturally understood what Chen Qun meant, especially what made him feel a little strange was. Chen Qun did not deny the existence of mystism. Instead, he looked at these strange things with a more pragmatic attitude.    

    

This guy was a firm pragmatist, or rather, a fence-sitter. As long as it was useful, he would use it. He did not have much prejudice against everything, and the way he looked at it was a shrewd scheme.    

    

Being friends with such a guy is more pleasing to the eye than being friends with the so-called believers of the Church of Science. Just by looking at his attitude towards me, I can tell that it's better to be friends with him than to be friends with those so-called believers of the Church of Science. He is that kind of pragmatist. Or rather, a real scientist!