Chapter 72
The Medical Guru
âWho?â
âThe student who was diagnosed with stomach cancer a while ago!â
âOh. How come heâs back? Shouldnât he be staying in hospital?â
âI heard he has fully recovered and is back at school!â
âHoly crap! For real? Heâs fully recovered from stomach cancer? Chemotherapy? Surgery?ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âWho knows. It is said that his gastric cancer was diagnosed in the early stage. There was a fundraising event for him a few days ago. How come heâs fully recovered so quickly? How miraculous!â
âThatâs right. I wonder where he got treated. It was in the early stage but recovery canât be this fast!â
âHow lucky he is! I hope this incident will inspire him to become a great doctor to save more lives.â
The news was all over the cafeteria in no time and continued to spread quickly.
The bustling cafeteria was filled with intense discussions from dotting students around each table.
Watching from a distance.
The majority of them carried a look of wonder.
Some fatal diseases could be cured but, as medical students, they all knew too well how hard it would be.
Student Mo has recovered?
Listening to the discussions, Fang Qiu also felt very surprised. A grin soon blossomed on his face.
Itâs a great thing that he has recovered.
Although I didnât help much, what is better than a full recovery from illness?
âHow was he cured?â
A student sitting at the table nearby asked the whistle-blower.
Zhu Benzheng, Zhou Xiaotian, and Sun Hao all had their ears open wide while eating.
They were very curious how the student they had donated to was cured.
This was too fast.
It has only been one month since his diagnosis and he is cured?
Questioned by many repeatedly, the student finally lowered his voice and put on a mysterious tone, âAllegedly, he was cured by a Chinese medicine doctor from our school!â
âFrom our school? Seriously? Weâve got such a character here?â
âHoly crap! If it was real, I would slap whoever dared disdain Chinese medicine again!â
âTell us! Which teacher are we talking about? Is it a professor?â
All the students at that table pressed on with their questions feverishly.
âI heard that doctor was wearing a mask but he should be a middle-aged man according to his figure and appearance. Also he had an introduction letter from our school. Otherwise, who would allow him to treat Mo Yiqi?â
The student paused for a while and continued, âWho could have guessed this mysterious man actually cured Student Mo Yiqi before anyone got to see his face.â
Upon hearing the story.
All the students, very much stunned, began to shake their heads.
At first.
When they heard the doctor was wearing a mask, they thought it was a mysterious manâs work. But then they found out it was a middle-aged man.
A middle-aged man would have nothing to do with a mysterious man.
âWhatâs that doctorâs name? Do you know?â
Someone asked out of curiosity.
Everyone turned to the whistle blower with light in their eyes.
âNot really.â
The whistle blower added with a wry, âI would have become his student already if I knew who it was. You guys wouldnât have a chance!â
âCould it be that legendary Teacher Xu, Xu Miaolin?â
A student suddenly cut in.
Everyone there seemed startled by his words.
They saw the possibility at once.
Heâs probably the only one capable of this.
Xu Miaolin?
A bright beam of light flashed across Fang Qiuâs eyes.
Is this it? If it is it, he canât miss it!
âIâll find an opportunity to ask Teacher Qiao Mu who has recently got an introduction letter from the school. Or maybe I should talk to Mo Yiqi about the personâs appearance. This will make it easier to find him.â
At all costs, he would find this man!
âCould it really be that legendary Xu Miaolin?â
Asked Sun Hao, his voice lowered, full of wonder.
âVery possible. Only my master has such great power!â
Answered Zhou Xiaotian, completely positive.
Sun Hao threw a glance at Zhou Xiaotian with disdain and commented, âBefore actually meeting him in person, youâve already made yourself a disciple of his shamelessly. Does he even know who you are?â
âCanât our spirits communicate often?â
Answered Zhou Xiaotian after a snort.
âLetâs just eat. We have classes this afternoon. We should take a quick nap after the meal.â
Interrupted Fang Qiu.
The two came back to their rice immediately after Fang Qiuâs words.
The group of four quickly finished their meal and left the cafeteria to take a nap in their dorm.
In the afternoon.
After their classes.
Fang Qiu was heading to the library to return the books he had borrowed.
He suddenly stopped at the reading room.
He turned around and noticed that familiar librarian was back to his surprise.
Sitting at the same old spot, he appeared tired out.
At that moment.
Countless scenes flashed across Fang Qiuâs mind.
He quickly linked several incidents together.
In this school hid a mysterious Chinese Medicine expert Xu Miaolin.
Xu Miaolin was a master in all fields of Chinese Medicine.
The librarian had a shockingly good memory.
Mo Yiqi had stomach cancer.
The librarian went missing for a few days. No one knew where he was.
Mo Yiqi came back today, fully recovered.
The librarian also returned today, completely exhausted as if worn by a long journey.
Most importantly, on the very day before his disappearance, the librarian heard from him some Student Mo had been diagnosed with stomach cancer.
Strange enough, he asked for leave the day after!
All of these were linked together.
Everything became clear at once in front of Fang Qiu!
The librarian is Xu Miaolin!
Without a word, Fang Qiu strode towards the desk and locked his eyes on the librarian.
The librarian was puzzled by Fang Qiuâs intense gaze.
What is this all about?
âYou must be Teacher Xu Miaolin?â
Asked Fang Qiu slowly, almost word by word. âIt was you that cured Student Mo Yiqi. You were away in the past couple of days to treat his illness, right?â
He watched closely at the librarianâs facial expression.
No traces would be missed.
The librarian was apparently surprised by the questions but quickly he put down his book and replied with a smile, âAn apprenticeship is a good idea.â
Bam!
A shiver went down Fang Qiuâs body as a big smile climbed on his face.
He admitted!
The librarian admitted!
Although he didnât respond to Fang Qiuâs questions directly.
His words and his face had given him away.
The answer was quite obvious.
The librarian in front of him was Xu Miaolin.
Once the rising star of Chinese Medicine, recognized by the entire Chinese Medicine circle, he vanished after a mistake which absolutely had nothing to do with him!
The mysterious man recommended highly in the becoming an apprentice to a master post on the school forum.
âMiraculous hands and benevolent heart, apricot orchard and spring warmth.â
Fang Qiu murmured gently, gazing at Xu Miaolin.
This man might be able to cure the old master.
Specialized in all fields of Chinese Medicine, with unknown medical skills, this man, among all the people he knew, might be the one who could cure the old master.
Fang Qiu didnât say more.
A bright beam of light flashed across his eyes.
His body shook and his aura abruptly changed!
If there was a master nearby, he would easily notice that Fang Qiuâs aura resembled that of a man with some extremely heavy inner wound.
That year when he first reached the Guru Realm, he checked the old masterâs body in person and became very familiar with his utterly disorderly aura.
Now he was imitating that aura.
He wanted to know if Xu Miaolin was able to treat it!
âTeacher Xu.â
Fang Qiu took one step forward and plead, âCould you take some time to see if this illness can be treated?â
He reached out his right arm and rested it on the counter.
Xu Miaolin looked at Fang Qiu, astonished.
During their previous encounters, he could tell this student was vigorous and energetic.
Could there be any hidden illness concealed in his body?
He didnât refuse; instead, he reached out to take Fang Qiuâs pulse.
Thisâ¦
Xu Miaolin was shocked as soon as he felt Fang Qiuâs pulse.
Then his brows knitted tighter and tighter.
âGive me your left hand.â
Xu Miaolin asked Fang Qiu after finishing with the pulse on his right wrist.
The pulse on the right indicates conditions of the lung, spleen, stomach, and the gate of vitality while that on the left shows the state of the heart, liver, and kidney.
Fang Qiu gave his left hand at once.
Xu Miaolin began to feel fearful.
His brows contracted tightly as he pondered deeply.
He heaved a sigh after one minute.
âIâve never seen anything like this. Your aura and pulse are extremely disorderly. All the internal organs of your body are injured to different degrees. Iâm not talking about the imbalance of Yin and Yang. I mean actual damage.â
Xu Miaolin glanced at Fang Qiu with genuine sympathy.
What on earth could cause such awful damages to a man?
What surprised him the most was how well this young man appeared in spite of such severe injuries. He should have been dispirited and listless.
âNo wonder you are working so hard on medical books. You are so very ill.â
Xu Miaolin remarked, keeping his eyes on Fang Qiu.
âSo, can you treat it?â
Fang Qiu asked hastily.
This question really mattered to him.
Under Fang Qiuâs gaze, Xu Miaolin shook his head with a long sigh.
âTeacher Xu, even you with your mastery of every aspect of Chinese Medicine canât treat this?â
Fang Qiu lost control of himself for the first time, his face pale and gloomy.
Xu Miaolinâs answer was like a head-on blow to him.
Xu Miaolinâs answer was like a head-on blow to him.
Not only that Xu Miaolin was unable to treat the old masterâs illness.
He lost hope completely!
From his current position, he had no idea how long it would take him to reach Xu Miaolinâs level however hard he studied Chinese Medicine.
But Xu Miaolin at his level still couldnât save the old master. He realized he would be spending a really long time and in the end he would achieve nothing.
Is there really no way to save the old master?
âHaving knowledge in all fields is nothing.â
Xu Miaolin heaved a sigh before continuing, âMy medical learning is too miscellaneous. I can diagnose and treat a patient comprehensively but thereâs quite some gap between me and those gurus when it comes down to a specific area. It would be a huge compliment for me if Iâm described as specialized in all fields.â
âSo, is there still hope? Do you know anyone who might be able to treat this?â
Asked Fang Qiu, unwilling to give up.
âOf course!â
After a moment of pondering, Xu Miaolin replied with his eyes locked on Fang Qiu, âThis hope is very small. Your illness canât be cured by any particular Chinese medical technique but it might work when several methods are merged together.â
âAs far as I know, no one in current Chinese Medicine circle can do it.â
âI have some knowledge in all fields but I canât do it.â
âUnlessâ¦â
Xu Miaolin paused to heave a sigh and then carried on. âUnless the top experts of all treatment methods from different Chinese Medicine clans and sects are gathered to have a medical consultation together. Then thereâs a chance.â
âBut how is it possible?â
Xu Miaolin denied his own idea at once.
âWhy not?â
Fang Qiuâs aura suddenly changed as he saw hope again, his fighting spirit burning. He asked, âWhere are these experts? Iâll get them together by kowtowing!â
The chilled heart grabbed the thread of hope.
As long as thereâs hope, he will not give up.
No matter what method was necessary, even if he had to threaten lives, he would bring these experts over to treat the old master!
âTheir whereabouts is mysterious!â
Xu Miaolin added, âSome of them make their home wherever they go. It is extremely difficult to locate them. Some are protected by the state. Some have become private doctors for the top guys of the country, like imperial physicians in the old days. What would you do to them? You wonât be able to see them at all. The rest of them have vanished completely.â
âThese experts all have some kind of successors.â
âBut their disciples are far from their level apparently.â
His eyes on Fang Qiu darkened with pity and sympathy.
He didnât know Fang Qiu was not ill.
He simply felt it was a pity that such a bright student with great potential and true passion for Chinese Medicine had fallen so ill!
After a long silence, he revealed a big secret of the Chinese Medicine circle.
âHowever, every five years, they get together for ten days to talk and exchange opinions.â