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He turned to the surgery students and said, “I’d like to ask you guys, how do you usually deal with a cold? Let’s start with Audrey.”
From the crowd, a short–haired girl stood up. It was the same girl who had been trash–talking Mirabella in the bathroom earlier.
“If I catch a cold, I usually drink a sachet of medicine instead of picking and boiling herbs?”
A wave of laughter swept through the surgery students.
The neurology students were seething, but they couldn’t refute her claim.
However, Mirabella calmly said, “Do you know that the sachet you mentioned is actually traditional herbal medicine?”
Audrey was taken aback, then burst into laughter again. “Did you guys hear that? She says sachets are traditional herbal medicine. In her world, a sachet is a traditional herbal medicine.”
The rest of the surgery students joined in the mocking.
“I thought she would be impressive, but she’s making such a basic mistake.”
“Isn’t that common knowledge? And she’s supposed to get full score? I’m starting to doubt her grades.”
“Looks like she isn’t so perfect after all.”
“The sachet is indeed traditional herbal medicine,” Mirabella said calmly. She then rattled off all the components of the sachet medicine Audrey mentioned, which were indeed a variety of herbs.
The neurology students were stunned, their eyes instantly filled with admiration as they looked at Mirabella. They didn’t expect that Mirabella was proficient in herbs, too.
Mirabella continued, “In modern medicine, this type of sachet is mainly used for treating diseases like influenza, hepatitis, gastritis, etc.”
The surgery students, seeing her confidence, quickly googled it and found that the sachet was indeed traditional herbal medicine!
“Audrey, that sachet is really traditional herbal medicine!” someone whispered to her. “Think of another medicine you could use instead.”
“I don’t really take that sachet often and I usually take cold capsules.” Before Audrey could finish her sentence, Mirabella interjected with a smile, “Cold capsules are actually a blend of traditional herbal and modern medicine. It’s neither solely traditional nor exclusively modern, but a combination of both. She then listed all the ingredients in the cold capsules, which indeed included both traditional herbs and modern medicine.
Audrey and the rest of the surgery students were stunned.
Mirabella continued, “When you have a cold, traditional medicine often offers better solutions since modern medicine usually involves taking cold medicine and antibiotics, which can result in a longer treatment period and potential side effects like antibiotic resistance.”
Everyone was intently listening to her explanation.
“Traditional medicine, on the other hand, focuses on treating the root cause of the illness, using herbal medicine for anti–inflammation and detoxification, while also aiming to enhance body functions and boost immunity.”
Mirabella went on, “Compared to modern medical treatments, traditional medicine is more clear–cut, more proactive, and without any side effects.” Once she dropped this bomb, the entire class of neurology students broke out in applause. She’s too good!
Way to go, Mirabella!
Before, they were always getting crushed by the surgery students during class.
Who would’ve thought that the tide would turn with Mirabella’s arrival. Now they could hold their heads high too!
Audrey was left speechless by Mirabella’s words, utterly embarrassed.
“Seems like Mirabella’s been hitting the books hard on this topic. Yeah, the medicine Mirabella mentioned does indeed belong to traditional herbal medicine, and the cold capsules are indeed a mix of two medicines. Well said, Mirabella. Audrey, you’ll have to step up your game after class. You may sit down now.”
Audrey sat down awkwardly, at which point her friend Chloe couldn’t help but stand up and say, “Professor Lambert, I have a question for Mirabella.” Professor Lambert could clearly see the rivalry brewing between the surgery students and the neurology students, or, to be more precise, their animosity toward Mirabella,
“Mirabella, you make traditional herbal medicine sound like the bee’s knees, I’ve had a cold for six days now, but why hasn’t the traditional herbal medicine, worked? Are you misinformed about traditional herbal medicine, exaggerating its effects, or is it just not as effective as modern medicine? After all, you major in neurology, so you are not an expert in the traditional herbal medicine.”
This question was clearly a jab, but Mirabella simply responded nonchalantly, “Who knows what you’ve been eating with your meds?”
Taking a pack of medicine every day was one thing; taking it every three days was another. Who knew if she’s been eating something that interfered with the medicine?
Chloe laughed out of frustration. “I bet all Mirabella can do is talk the talk. When it comes to treating an actual illness, she probably doesn’t know jack.”
“Do you really need to overthink such a simple issue?” Mirabella looked at her with interest and asked, “You want to get better? Come up to the podium.”
Chloe froze, as did the rest of the class. What was Mirabella up to?
They were all puzzled.
“What, are you scared?” Mirabella smirked at her.
“Who said I’m scared?”
Even though she had no idea what Mirabella was planning, she figured she wouldn’t do anything outrageous in front of everyone.
Seeing the two students approach the podium, Professor Lambert stepped back with interest. He was curious to see how Mirabella would handle this.
“Give me your hand, Mirabella said casually.
Chloe reached out her hand. Was Mirabella going to take Chloe’s pulse? Did she even know that?
Mirabella placed her hand on Chloe’s pulse, then turned to Professor Lambert.
When the bell rang earlier, she saw Professor Lambert bring in an acupuncture kit. Now she asked politely, “Professor Lambert, may I borrow your acupuncture kit?”
Professor Lambert: “Sure, it’s on the desk.”
Acupuncture? Mirabella planned to treat Chloe’s cold with acupuncture? Wasn’t she majoring in neurology? How can she master the medical skills of other countries?
Had she lost her mind? Was she really a talent?
Chloe quickly pulled her hand away. “Are you a doctor? You are a neurology major. Can anyone just perform acupuncture?”
‘You said you wanted to get better, right?” Mirabella quickly disinfected a silver needle with alcohol. Seeing Chloe hide her hand behind her, too scared to reach out, Mirabella grabbed her hand directly, disinfected a spot on the radial side of her thumb near the nail with an alcohol swab, and promptly inserted the needle.
“Ah.” Chloe let out a startled yelp.
The whole classroom froze, especially Audrey. She was staring wide–eyed, unable to believe Mirabella could do such a thing,
“Mirabella, have you lost your mind? Professor Lambert, kick her out.” Audrey was about to rush onto the stage.
Seeing blood seeping out, Mirabella squeezed the wound again to increase the blood flow. After letting out two drops of blood, she covered the wound with a disinfectant cotton ball.
Chloe was about to lose her temper when she suddenly felt a noticeable relief in her throat. She couldn’t believe it. Clearing her throat, she was astonished to find that her throat didn’t hurt like before. It was freaking magic!
Professor Lambert burst out laughing. “In my decades of teaching, I’ve never seen a student diagnose so quickly and perform acupuncture so accurately. Mirabella, judging by the location of your needles, is Chloe’s throat pain due to a cold?”
“Yes.” Mirabella disinfected the silver needles and put them back in place.
“Chloe, how do you feel? Has it improved?”
Chloe was so shocked that she was speechless. After a while, she managed to nod and say, “Yes, my throat doesn’t hurt anymore. I feel much better.”
This is acupuncture. Mirabella did very well.”
With that, the entire neurology class broke into applause. Mirabella was freaking awesome!
The effects of acupuncture were so fast!
“Did everyone notice that Mirabella disinfected the silver needles and put them back in place after she finished? This behavior is worth learning from. Let’s give her another round of applause.”
This time, even the students from the surgical class joined in the applause.
Audrey didn’t expect her classmates to change their stance so quickly, let alone for Mirabella to steal the limelight.
“Both of you, please return to your seats.” After Professor Lambert had them leave the stage, he continued, “For throat pain caused by a cold, acupuncture and bloodletting can be effective quickly. Mirabella just demonstrated the method to you all, and she did it perfectly. No errors.”
He added, “Traditional medicine is broad and profound, and it’s not superior or inferior to modern medicine. It seems that today’s class is irrelevant to your majors, what I want to say is: Whether you want to study traditional or modern medicine, or neurology, or internal medicine, etc., remember that you’re here to learn how to save lives in the future. That’s what matters, not which type of medicine you choose. There’s no need to argue over this.”
After few seconds, he continued: “Some students may also be curious about why I brought my acupuncture bag to class. I also want to tell you that medicine knows no national boundaries. After mastering the knowledge of your major, you should also learn from the excellent medical skills of other countries in order to improve your ability.”
As long as goals aligned, they were all contributing to society.
After class, many students came to find Mirabella.
“Mirabella, I’ve been having a sore neck for days, can you help me with acupuncture?”
“I’ve had a stuffy nose for days, can you help me with acupuncture?”
“And me, can acupuncture help with athlete’s foot?”
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