Chapter 227 He Was Better Than You!
He woke up!!!
The group of big men was stunned.
So was the young doctor.
In the clinic, the sad faces of the patient's family turned happy.
For a moment, a group of people rushed over in a frenzy.
Surrounding the patient as he woke up, they kept observing and questioning him anxiously.
"You, you okay?"
"Are you all right?"
"Does it still hurt?"
"How do you feel?"
Especially those women. They reached out to grab the patient, as if they couldn't believe it.
"I'm fine. How could I be hurt? What happened?"
In the middle of so many people, the middle-aged man hurriedly replied, and then got out of the hospital bed immediately.
Seeing that, everyone wept tears of joy.
The big men's eyes also reddened with tears.
"What a skilled doctor!"
"You're really the reincarnated Hua Tuo! Thank you! Thank you for saving him."
"Thank you, doctor! Thank you!"
After making sure the patient was really fine, this big family just came to Xu Miaolin and thanked him in turn with great gratitude. The big men who intended to beat him were ashamed as they thanked him.
"Well, enough."
Xu Miaolin waved his hands and said, "It's not time to say thanks. Though he's been saved for now, he's still ill. Let me check him first."
Then, he began to feel the patient's pulse and inquire about his condition.
After the diagnosis, he started writing a prescription for the patient.
"Go to the pharmacy with this prescription. Tthe dosage and use are both explained on it. Come back to me after taking it three times."
He added while passing the prescription to the patient's family, "I'll be here for a month. If you have any questions, come ask me at any time."
Bursting with joy, the patients' family thanked Xu Miaolin once again.
With Xu Miaolin here, they were not worried about what to do if the patient fell ill again.
After that, they accompanied the patient outside.
Just as they left, the young doctor rushed to Xu Miaolin at once, looked at him excitedly, and asked.
"Uncle Xu, will you really been here for another month?"
"Yes," Xu Miaolin nodded and answered.
The young doctor turned his eyes, suddenly sat down on the ground, and grabbed Xu Miaolin's leg in his arms. His eyes turned red and tears began to flow down, as if he was acting. He then begged disastrously, "Uncle Xu, you must accept me as your disciple this time! You see, my life is rough now, and I was almost beaten to death. So, you must."
"I promise I will study hard."
Xu Miaolin glanced at the young doctor disgustedly, replying, "Let me go, and I'll think about it a little."
Hearing that, the young doctor quickly loosened his grip and stood up.
He stared at Xu Miaolin with a grin on his face, waiting for Xu Miaolin to speak.
"Alright."
Xu Miaolin puckered his lips and said, "I have thought it over and decided not to accept you."
The young doctor’s face filled with sadness.
Fang Qiu, standing aside, shook his head with a smile, and thought:. What a trick!
Actually, he had been tricked by Xu Miaolin as well, or, he wouldn't have come here.
"Why?" The young doctor looked at Xu Miaolin plaintively and asked, "Uncle Xu, why did you refuse to accept me as your disciple?"
"Because it's inappropriate."
Xu Miaolin shook his head and continued, "Don't think about being my disciple anymore. You'll be successful enough as long as you inherit the medical skills from your family. These are not skills that ordinary people can learn. You should be able to grasp them thoroughly this lifetime."
Speaking of this, Xu Miaolin paused, and then added solemnly, "You can't chew so much at any one time. Don't think that the grass on the other side is always greener!"
"Uncle Xu, can you use another reason. Don't fool me with that one all the time," said the young doctor as he pouted.
"Sorry, I can't." Xu Miaolin shook his head candidly and replied, "There's only the one right now."
The young doctor turned his head. At the moment he saw Fang Qiu, he asked puzzledly.
"Who is this?"
He had to thank this young man for his help.
"This's Fang Qiu, my student."
Xu Miaolin replied, and then pointed at the young doctor, speaking to Fang Qiu, "This is the son of the old friend of mine I mentioned to you before. His name is Feng Xuexin, nicknamed Wang Zai."
"Wang Zai?" Stunned for a moment, Fang Qiu asked, "Milk?"
His voice faded away, and he immediately noticed that Feng Xuexin's face had turned gloomy as he moved to shake Fang Qiu's hand.
"Uncle Xu, is it necessary to tell him even my nickname?" Feng Xuexin complained cheerlessly.
"Yep."
Xu Miaolin answered naturally, and then said, "What rural childn doesn't have a nickname? Moreover, since this is your first time meeting each other, it will make you closer if you use nicknames."
"Hello, Wang Zai, I'm Fang Qiu."
Fang Qiu stretched his hand out.
"Alas... Hello."
Feng Xuexin also reached out to shake with Fang Qiu with a helpless smile.
"Uncle Xu, what did you come here for this time?"
"Mainly to bring Fang Qiu here and give him a chance to practice," Xu Miaolin answered as he pointed at Fang Qiu.
Feng Xuexin began to look at Fang Qiu jealously and studied him from top to bottom carefully, which made him more and more joyless. His face turned red out of anger. Then, he pointed at Fang Qiu and asked, "Is he better than me?"
"Yes."
Xu Miaolin nodded frankly.
"I don't believe it!"
Feng Xuexin shook his head at once, and said to Fang Qiu with defiance, "You dare to compete with me?"
"Hey, why are you so angry?" Xu Miaolin chuckled and said, "Fang Qiu has learned from me for just a few days."
"What?"
Hearing that, Feng Xuexin became even angrier, saying, "Since he has learned for just a few days, how could you know he's better than me? You should accept me as your disciple too!"
"Because he has a better brain and better talent," Xu Miaolin said.
"Does he?" Feng Xuexin glanced at Fang Qiu with a suspicious face and said, "Since you're Uncle Xu's student, you must have passed the test he sets to recruit disciples."
"Yes."
Fang Qiu nodded.
"In that case, you must be able to recite a lot of medical books." Feng Xuexin smirked and said, "I'm not going to humiliate you. Let's just compete in reciting books!"
Years ago, in order to be a disciple of Xu Miaolin, he had studied all the methods, but ultimately, he failed to pass the test of reciting books.
During so many years, he still hadn't given up being Xu Miaolin's disciple, so he would find time to recite the books every day.
He could now show the result of years of his hard work And this time, he would prove to Xu Miaolin that he was qualified to be his disciple.
However, Fang Qiu was stunned.
He even had no time to think before the contest was settled.
"It all depends on you," Xu Miaolin said calmly. He knew that Fang Qiu was better than Feng Xuexin, so it didn't matter a lot to him if Fang Qiu accepted the contest.
But for Fang Qiu knew he had to accept it.
The reason was very simple.
He had to stay here with Xu Miaolin for a month, and today was just the first day. If he rejected Feng Xuexin’s offer, in the next 30 days, Feng Xuexin would certainly keep harassing him and looking for opportunities to provoke him. And, although Xu Miaolin was saying it was up to Fang Qiu, Xu Miaolin's habit of arranging battles between his disciples, meant he was hoping that Fang Qiu would accept the contest.
To save himself from future troubles, as well as to give Xu Miaolin some pride, Fang Qiu could only nod, saying, "Okay, let's compete."
Xu Miaolin nodded.
"Good." Feng Xuexin laughed and replied, "Don't complain later that I humiliated you. How about we recite 20 books?"
"Okay."
Fang Qiu nodded.
"The competition is like this. I will choose one paragraph from twenty books to recite, and you should recite the next paragraph."
After thinking for a moment, Feng Xuexin added, "Then, we switch and continue."
"Okay." Fang Qiu smiled and nodded.
"Then, I'll begin."
With a confident smile, Feng Xuexin opened his mouth and recited, "Limonite, sweet, mild-natured. It cures hiccups, Gynecologic Abdominal Lumps, Amenorrhea, metros taxis, and contains a pathogenic factor. Taking it for a long time, one will be hot-resistant, cold-resistant, full, lose weight, able to fly a thousand miles, immortal. It's also named Stone Brain, growing in valleys."
He turned to look at Fang Qiu.
Fang Qiu responded with a cool smile.
It was the Limonite Part of the Sheng Nong's Herbal Classic.
"Wu Pu says, Limontite is also named Yu Ai. Shen Nong, Qi Bo, Lei Gong say it is sweet and mild-natured. Li Shi says it is a little cold-natured. Bian Que says it is sweet and non-toxic..."
Without any hesitation, Fang Qiu recited all the following contents about the Limontite in one breath.
Then, it was his turn to choose a paragraph.
He recited directly, "Question: Since the eight extra-meridian channels, unlike the twelve regular meridians, are not in human's internal organs, then where do they start from and end at? Answer: Superintendent tracts start from the perineum, gather at the middle part of the spine, pass Fengfu and end at the brain."
Feng Xuexin followed to recite immediately without hesitation as well, "Belt vessel starts from the rib under the armpit and circulates all over the body. Yang Heel Vessel starts from the middle of the heel, circulates the ankle, and ends at the Fengchi..."
Just as Fang Qiu did, Feng Xuexin also finished in one breath.
Then, it was Feng Xuexin's turn to choose a paragraph.
"What's the rule to distinguish Yin Pulse and Yang Pulse?" Feng Xuexin asked directly.
Fang Qiu opened his mouth and answered, "Exhalation is Yang, connected with the heart and lung. Inhalation is Ying, connected with the liver and kidney. In the process of exhalation and inhalation and when the spleen receives the subtle vigor of the rice, the pulse is in the breath. The Yang Pulse is floating and the Yin Pulse is sinking. That's it..."
Fang Qiu successfully answered again.
After the questions and answers, it was still a tie.
"If you go on like this, you won't be able to get the result until dark."
Xu Miaolin pouted and said, "Let me set the question."
"Haha, those 20 books you read are of the same version, so there is no difference. Next, I will choose a paragraph and tell you which book, which page, and which paragraph it is. Whoever recites it first is the winner."
Then, he opened his mouth and , before the two could agree or disagree, said "What's the content of the third paragraph on the 20th page of the Pulse Classic?"
Feng Xuexin was stumped and began to frown immediately.
But Fang Qiu opened his mouth and answered, "Deficiency syndrome of the lung, the pulse of the right hand is weak, the meridian of Hand-Taiyin."
At this time, Feng Xuexin's face changed. He began to stare at Fang Qiu.
As soon as Fang Qiu finished reciting the paragraph, Feng Xuexin knew that Fang Qiu's answer was right.
Xu Miaolin smiled slightly and continued to ask, "What's the content on the 24th page of the Soup Formula?"
Fang Qiu answered immediately, " The cassia twig soup. The cassia twig soup cures the Taiyang wind stroke. The same amount of peony, licorice root, ginger and jujube. Half amount of the cassia twig and ephedra. If the Taiyang hurts, this soup will reduce it."