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In the afternoon, just before his shift began, Ye Chen returned precisely on time.
He reached out to lift the curtain of the Medical Camp and stepped into the Medicine Hall. As he raised his head, several gazes fell upon him simultaneously.
Shuanzi seemed to have just woken up, his eyes still bleary as he groggily greeted him.
Ye Chen casually responded and looked around, noticing that Pei Guanjing was absent from the Medical Camp. Instantly, he felt a wave of relief wash over him.
However, just as he was secretly glad not to see Pei Guanjing, fate had other plans. Ye Chen soon felt a shadow loom over him from behind.
He slowly turned his head to look.
The sunlight was too bright, stinging his eyes. He squinted slightly and saw Pei Guanjing standing before him, looking down at him from a height.
Pei Guanjing wore a set of White Clothes, which were the military medical uniform of this era, somewhat akin to the white coats worn by modern doctors. Overall, he appeared immaculate, exuding an air of superiority that made him seem like a Bai Lian blooming in the mud—pure and untouchable.
As for his expression, well, it was as "clean" as his attire—devoid of any emotion.
Ye Chen struggled to muster a smile under Pei Guanjing's gaze and asked, "Master, have you eaten yet?" The moment the words left his mouth, he regretted it, mentally scolding himself for such a pointless question. It was just past noon; who hadn’t eaten?
Pei Guanjing gave him a dispassionate glance as he walked past. Upon entering the side tent of the Medicine Hall, he waved his hand at Ye Chen and simply said, "Come here."
Pei Guanjing's voice was flat, lacking any emotional fluctuation, but Ye Chen felt that something was off.
Pei Guanjing sat down on a high stool and extended his slender fingers towards the three books in Ye Chen's arms. He asked, "Have you decided which one to study first?"
For Ye Chen, many herbs in the Bai Cao Tu Jian were familiar to him. Although some tools in Pharmacology differed from what modern medicine knew, the principles were similar. However, he had no clue about the Extraordinary Meridians and Eight Vessels book.
Ye Chen thought to himself that he still had ten pills given by Xiao Feng. He had previously sent a signal back to Xiao Feng but wasn't sure if he would receive a reply. Staying in the Military Camp felt like being a ticking time bomb; any day could lead to an "explosion."
In "Extraordinary Meridians and Eight Vessels," the topics of Kun Ze and Xin Xiang were mentioned, and studying them might be beneficial.
Ye Chen lowered his eyes, his dark pupils darting quickly. When he raised his gaze again, he smiled at Pei Guanjing and brought a book in front of him, pointing to it as he said, "Master, the content of this book is quite obscure, and there are some parts that Disciple doesn't quite understand. I would appreciate your guidance."
Pei Guanjing glanced at the pages Ye Chen had casually flipped through, his gaze landing on a particularly explicit diagram of the male Kun Ze's meridian distribution that Ye Chen had stopped at.
His stern brows twitched slightly as he looked at Ye Chen, a hint of skepticism in his voice. "Are you very interested in Kun Ze?"
At that moment, Ye Chen was pointing at the acupoint locations of Kun Ze on the page, intending to ask Pei Guanjing about these points that differed from his own understanding of human acupoints. His big, watery eyes met Pei Guanjing's gaze as he looked down.
One second, two seconds, three seconds.
Pei Guanjing was the first to avert his eyes.
Ye Chen then realized and replied, "Kun Ze is quite rare; I've heard that male Kun Ze are even scarcer than female Kun Ze. Disciple is a bit curious and wants to learn more. Today, seeing this acupoint distribution diagram made me particularly curious. I wonder if Master has time now to clarify some doubts for Disciple?"
"What don't you understand?" Pei Guanjing asked without looking at him, focusing instead on the densely annotated acupoints on the Kun Ze diagram.
"This one," Ye Chen said directly, pointing to a specific acupoint located just below the neck on the back side of the Kun Ze distribution diagram, his face reflecting an eager thirst for knowledge.
This was the sensitive point of Kun Ze's Xin Xiang, marked as an acupoint for Kun Ze. It housed a unique organ exclusive to Kun Ze that could emit Xin Xiang to influence Tian Qian and was also an important acupoint for regulating physiological metabolism, regarded as Kun Ze's second physiological organ.
At this moment, looking at Ye Chen's pure expression with no distractions—his eyes filled only with curiosity as he pointed at this acupoint—Pei Guanjing felt a bit of a headache.
This acupoint was known to most people regardless of whether they were Kun Ze or Tian Qian. Yet here was Ye Chen earnestly asking him about it as if he were genuinely seeking to learn. Pei Guanjing was stunned for several seconds.
How could someone not know what this was? It was as absurd as being unable to distinguish between male and female Tian Qian and Kun Ze.
As he thought about this, Pei Guanjing's gaze towards Ye Chen gradually became strange.
Ye Chen seemed to notice the increasingly peculiar look in Pei Guanjing's eyes and instinctively took a step back. Had he asked something he shouldn't have?
Just as his grip was about to falter and he was ready to let go, Pei Guanjing finally spoke quietly, "This is the Heavenly Mandate."
"Heavenly Mandate?" Ye Chen repeated, confusion written all over his face.
A pressure point had such a name? He flipped through the diagram of the Tian Qian pressure points he had seen earlier, realizing that he had encountered similar situations before.
However, the names of these pressure points varied depending on gender and the Tian Qian and Kun Ze aspects, which was why he was puzzled and sought clarification from Pei Guanjing.
Pei Guanjing provided an answer that was both difficult to understand yet somehow made sense.
Tian Qian and Kun Ze were a perfect match, embodying the unity of Qian Kun, with the Heavenly Mandate being intrinsic to oneself.
This must be the setting for glands in ABO literature!
Recalling how his sister often curled up on the sofa, giggling at her phone while reading novels, Ye Chen felt an inexplicable chill in his heart. Why was he a zero and not a one?!
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