King of Kung Fu in School

Chapter 395 Change Department

Kevin was stunned when he the teacher's words.

It seemed that Kevin did have a lot of misunderstandings about the Department of Healing Therapeutics. He thought that the Department of Healing Therapeutics could only cure others, but he didn't expect that healers could cure themself. Of course, the premise was that the person who studied the healing also had his own martial arts skills. However, under normal circumstances, the Department of Healing Therapeutics' martial arts were relatively poor, and most of the time, they were being used as an aid by experts. "Martial Arts Academy is really a place for cultivating talents." Kevin sighed. The teacher waved his hand and said, "Don't stand in the way if you have nothing to ask. Go away."

The teacher waved his hand and said, "Don't stand in the way if you have nothing to ask. Go away."

Kevin smiled and said, "I've decided. I want to choose again. I want to be a healer." Kevin made a decision on the spot. He wanted to change his department. There was nothing Kevin could learn from going to the swordsmanship department. He already knew swordsmanship and saber techniques. Why not enter the healing department and learn some healing techniques? In the future, he could heal others as well as himself, so his strength would become even stronger.

The teacher didn't seem to have a good impression of Kevin, because Kevin actually dared to look down on the Department of Healing Therapeutics just now. "Go away, go away, don't get in the way." The teacher waved his hand. Kevin smiled and said, "Teacher, I want to enter the Department of Healing Therapeutics. Really, I'm not joking."

"Hmph, didn't you look down on the Department of Healing Therapeutics? Do you have talent?

Scram far away if you don't have talent." Kevin asked, "How can one have talent?"

"First of all, you must have a good understanding of the structure of the human body, as well as human acupoints and so on; Secondly, you should be at least a medical student, an accomplished medical student. These two points alone are not something an ordinary person can achieve. Do you think you can come here as soon as you want? If everyone could learn healing techniques, then there would be countless people in our department. Go away, don' t waste my time." Kevin chuckled and said, "Teacher, to tell you the truth, I have the talents you mentioned."

"Tch."

"Don't tch. If you don't believe me, follow the normal procedure to test me. If I don't pass your test, then I'll obediently go to the original department."

"Alright, there's a patient over there. Come over and diagnose what kind of illness he has, and then write out a prescription. If you're right, it means that you really have talent in this field. You'll pass the basic examination to enter the scram far away."

"Alright." Kevin nodded. To him, it was too small a deal. Kevin's medical skills were at least the best in this world.

Lily and the others hurriedly ran up. "What are you doing?"

"Lily, I'm sorry. I want to transfer to another department now. I don't want to go to the Department of Sword anymore."

"Why? Isn't your swordsmanship very powerful?"

"That's right, my swordsmanship is already very powerful. Why would I waste my time in the swordsmanship? Therefore, I want to go to the Department of Healing Therapeutics and become a Healing Master

Elsa frowned and said, "However, not everyone has talent to be a Healing Master. Healing Masters are very rare talents in the world, and their talent requirements are very strict." Elsa seemed to have some understanding of the Department of Healing Therapeutics. At the very least, she was not like Kevin. Kevin had never heard of it before.

"Hahaha, it's a piece of cake. I'm just going to take the exam now." Kevin laughed. The teacher snorted, "Hump, do you want to take the exam or not? Hurry up. Don't affect other students who want to enter the Department of Healing Therapeutics."

"Of course." Kevin walked to the back, where dozens of patients were already waiting. The teacher in the healing department asked a patient to stand up at will. "Kid, you can diagnose this patient. I'll give you three minutes. Tell me what kind of illness he has, what kind of illness he has, and how to treat it. Give me a prescription. Then I can judge if you have the talent to enter our healing department."

"Alright." Kevin walked in front of the patient, checked his pulse, and said, "Alright, I have finished diagnosing

"Kid, you deliberately came to cause trouble, didn't you? you said that the diagnosis is over after 10 seconds. Three minutes was not enough for others. If you deliberately cause trouble, don't blame me for being impolite." The teacher said angrily. Kevin curled his lips and said, "Teacher, it takes three minutes for someone else to see a patient. If you want me to spend three minutes, then find me a difficult and complicated illness. You find a tuberculosis patient. Are you insulting my medical skills?"

"Uh, you actually know that he is a tuberculosis patient."

"Isn't this nonsense? If I hadn't treated it seriously, I wouldn't have needed a diagnosis at all. I would have been able to confirm it with just a glance."

"Kid, don't be so arrogant. You're acting like you're really a miraculous doctor. To tell you the truth, four generations of my family are doctors. Don't be showy in front of me, or I'll make you feel ashamed. Alright, since you've diagnosed his illness, please write a prescription. If it works, then you'll pass the exam."

Kevin said, "Teacher, there is no need to be so complicated with tuberculosis. There is no need to take medicine. I will give him a few acupuncture and he will be cured."

"Brat, you said you weren't here to cause trouble. Could it be that you want to use your internal strength to help him? Let me tell you, you won't pass the test. What I need is someone who understands worldly medical skills, not someone who knows how to use internal strength." Kevin snorted, "The frog in the well knows nothing of the great ocean."

"What, you said I was a frog in a well?" The teacher roared. "That's right, you're a frog in a well. Otherwise, why would you say such unskilled words? Learn it. Teacher, you are stronger than me in terms of healing techniques, but I'm better than you when it comes to treating diseases of ordinary people."

"Alright, then I'll see how powerful you are." Kevin was too lazy to talk to the teacher. He took out a silver needle and stabbed it into the patient's lungs. About a minute later, Kevin pulled out the silver needle. Instantly, a stream of blood with white pus sprayed out. After spraying out, another stream of slightly black blood sprayed out. In the end, the blood slowly turned normal.

Kevin immediately stopped the bleeding. "Alright, it's cured." Kevin wiped his hands and said. "Is it cured like this? It hasn't even been three minutes. If it was someone else, they would have just finished diagnosing. That's impossible." The teacher shook his head and said. "A frog at the bottom of a well, if you don't believe me, just check it yourself." The teacher immediately checked the patient's pulse. He found that the patient's pulse was indeed stable, but he was not convinced. He thought that Kevin had done something to hide the sick state of his patient. Therefore, the teacher immediately began to probe. A few minutes later, he had no choice but to admit that it was cured.