MEDICAL MASTER

Chapter 4 - Curing the Campus Belle!

"Words?"

"This nondescript and blank page has words in the middle!"

In fact, Fang Qiu had always had a secret deep in his heart, a secret that no one knew, including the old master!

He possessed the ability of Absolute Touch!

Anything touched by his hands would form a clear image in his mind and be deeply remembered.

He discovered this ability in the third grade when he was in primary school.

At that time, he and his friends were playing with glass balls, and one of his beautiful glass balls was gone. It happened that one of his classmates then took out one exactly like the one he had lost.

Naturally, everyone, including him, suspected that this classmate had stolen the glass ball from him.

But when his fingers touched the glass ball, he was surprised to find that he could clearly feel its scratches that were invisible to the naked eye.

At the same time, the scratches on his missing glass ball clearly arose in his mind!

By comparison, he was certain that the one in his hand was not his.

From then on he knew he owned this ability.

And only he knew he had it.

The pity was that it was an ability of no practical value. It could be used to show off in the variety show Super Brain, but it was almost useless in his daily life. Thus, he had not practiced it for so many years that he nearly forgot that he still possessed this ability.

But this ability just worked again!

He actually felt the words with his Absolute Touch.

He was sure that what he had touched were words!

"Is that why the middle-aged man at the gate recommended this book to me?"

Fang Qiu subconsciously wondered.

"Is there a secret hidden in this book?"

He examined the page carefully, but there was not a trace of any writing on it, nor even the roughness. Anyway, it gave the impression of a flat piece of white paper.

However, he did feel the words on it.

This aroused his curiosity about the words.

Without any hesitation, he immediately took the ancient book and the page to the lounge.

As soon as he sat down, he couldn't wait to get out a pen, a notebook and the page. He then placed the middle finger of his left hand directly on the page and held the pen in his right hand, ready to write whatever he felt down on the notebook.

With everything ready, he slowly closed his eyes.

The pad of his middle finger moved in a slow way.

Words came into his mind one by one.

"The most important thing in the art of bonesetting is to touch the bone, and then bonesetting!"

"In fact, the method of bone touching all depends on talent, and bonesetting is actually only a small skill; Talent could not be followed, but small skills can be learned and used... "

The first two sentences gave Fang Qiu a big shock.

He was really surprised.

What high-sounding sentiments!