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Uncle Li's recovery greatly boosted Su Mu's confidence in the Heavenly Secrets Medical Manual. He began to study this ancient text with an insatiable thirst for knowledge, like a dry sponge soaking up the nourishing rain of information.
He started to experiment with combining the medical techniques recorded in the Medical Compendium with modern medical knowledge, gradually realizing the profound depth contained within the text.
After the semester began, Su Mu returned to campus. He initially planned to keep a low profile and continue his quiet research on the Heavenly Secrets Medical Manual. However, an unexpected incident quickly thrust him into the spotlight.
On the afternoon of his return, while Su Mu was studying in the library, he suddenly heard a commotion outside. He looked up to see a crowd gathered in the hallway, murmuring anxiously.
"I heard someone fainted!"
"It seems serious; their face is turning blue!"
"Call an ambulance quickly!"
Feeling a stir of concern, Su Mu got up and walked over. He saw a girl lying on the ground, her face pale, lips purple, and her limbs convulsing—she appeared to be suffering from some sudden illness.
The surrounding students were at a loss, merely wringing their hands in anxiety. With no time to waste on getting her to the hospital, Su Mu stepped forward immediately and crouched down to check her pulse.
The pulse was erratic, and her breath was weak; the situation was critical! There was no time to take her to the hospital.
At that moment, flashes of relevant information from the Heavenly Secrets Medical Manual raced through Su Mu's mind. He recalled a technique called the "Seven Star Revival Needle," which was said to stimulate acupoints in the body and quickly restore vitality to patients.
Time was of the essence; Su Mu couldn't afford to hesitate. He retrieved silver needles from his acupuncture kit and swiftly applied them to several key acupoints on the girl’s body as described in the Medical Compendium.
The onlookers held their breath, watching Su Mu with bated anticipation. Some expressed doubt about his actions, questioning how a Western medicine student could casually perform acupuncture. What if something went wrong?
However, Su Mu paid no mind to their skepticism; he focused entirely on his task, his technique skilled and precise, resembling that of an experienced Old Chinese Medicine Doctor.
As he placed the last silver needle, a miracle occurred. The girl's complexion gradually returned to a healthy hue, and her breathing became steady. She slowly opened her eyes, confusion filling her gaze.
"What... what happened to me?"
"You’re fine now," Su Mu said with a smile. "You just fainted for a moment; you just need some rest."
The surrounding classmates erupted into enthusiastic applause and cheers. They praised Su Mu's acupuncture skills and remarkable medical expertise, declaring him a reincarnation of a divine healer.
This incident quickly spread throughout the campus, and Su Mu's reputation soared. A previously unremarkable student suddenly became a prominent figure at the school, receiving admiration and attention from many peers.
However, as the saying goes, fame can attract envy. Su Mu's actions had indeed drawn unwanted attention. His acupuncture and medical skills sparked jealousy and skepticism from some individuals.
Doctor Wang from the school infirmary scoffed at Su Mu's "miraculous medical skills," believing he was merely lucky and lacked genuine talent and knowledge.
While Su Mu's acupuncture and medical skills gained widespread recognition, it also made Doctor Wang uncomfortable. He had always prided himself on being the authority on Western medicine at the school, and seeing a young student like Su Mu bask in glory was hard for him to accept. The flames of jealousy burned fiercely in his heart.
He approached Su Mu with a sarcastic tone, saying, "Oh, Su Mu, I never expected you, a student of Western medicine, would start dabbling in traditional Chinese medicine. What’s next? Since Western medicine can’t cure your patients, are you turning to Chinese medicine instead?"
Su Mu had anticipated Doctor Wang's confrontation and replied calmly, "Doctor Wang, both Chinese and Western medicine have their merits. We should learn from each other and complement our strengths rather than reject one another."
"Learn from each other? Complement strengths?" Doctor Wang snorted dismissively. "I think you're just out of ideas and desperately trying anything. As a medical student, instead of focusing on scientific knowledge in Western medicine, you're wasting time on those mystical practices of Chinese medicine. You're misleading your peers!"
Su Mu's expression darkened as he firmly stated, "Doctor Wang, I respect your medical skills and experience, but I ask that you respect my choices as well. The methods I use to treat patients are my prerogative; as long as they heal patients, that is what matters."
"Hmph! Well said!" Doctor Wang retorted scornfully. "You’re just lucky to have cured a few patients; do you really think you’re a divine healer now? I advise you to stay grounded and focus on studying Western medicine instead of wandering into those dubious practices!"
With that, Doctor Wang turned on his heel and left Su Mu standing alone. Su Mu did not let Doctor Wang's mockery anger him; he understood that true medical skill speaks for itself.
He resolved to continue studying diligently, enhancing his medical abilities to demonstrate that Chinese and Western medicine could coexist and develop together for the greater good of human health.
After Doctor Wang left, Su Mu brushed off his words. He knew that rather than argue, it was better to prove himself through his abilities. The next day, Doctor Wang indeed brought in a patient—a frail elderly man suffering from severe ailments.
The old man named Old Zhao had been afflicted by a peculiar illness for five years. He appeared emaciated with a waxy complexion, deep-set eyes, rapid breathing, and was often seized by violent coughing fits. Doctor Wang introduced him with a hint of challenge: "Old Zhao’s condition has been assessed multiple times by our hospital’s specialists without any resolution. His symptoms are strange—sometimes he has a high fever that won’t subside; other times he feels cold as ice; he experiences unbearable abdominal pain and splitting headaches. Despite numerous tests, no cause has been identified."
Doctor Wang looked at Su Mu with a hint of provocation: "Su Mu, since you claim to be so skilled in medicine, why don’t you take a look?"
Without hesitation, Su Mu approached Old Zhao, carefully observing his symptoms before taking his pulse. Old Zhao's pulse was erratic—sometimes fast and sometimes slow; sometimes strong and sometimes weak—like a frightened snake slithering under Su Mu's fingertips.
Su Mu felt a stir in his heart; the pulse he detected was strikingly similar to a condition described in the Heavenly Secrets Medical Manual known as "Yin-Yang Imbalance Syndrome." This ailment stemmed from an imbalance of Yin and Yang energies within the body, leading to alternating symptoms that were difficult to diagnose and treat.
The Medical Compendium recorded a technique called the "Yin Yang Harmonizing Needle," which could regulate the balance of Yin and Yang in the body, thereby curing this disease. With an idea forming in his mind, Su Mu raised his head and said to Doctor Wang, "Doctor Wang, I am willing to try treating Old Zhao."
Doctor Wang scoffed, "Very well, let me see your skills."
Su Mu took out the silver needles and, following the instructions in the Medical Compendium, began to needle several key acupoints on Old Zhao. As the silver needles pierced his skin, Old Zhao's complexion gradually regained some color, and his breathing became more stable.
Next, Su Mu prepared a herbal prescription called "Yin Yang Harmonizing Decoction" for Old Zhao to take daily.
For the following week, Su Mu treated Old Zhao with acupuncture and herbal medicine every day. Under Su Mu's care, Old Zhao's condition improved day by day; various symptoms gradually lessened, and his mental state noticeably brightened.
A week later, Old Zhao's complexion was rosy and radiant. He grasped Su Mu's hand excitedly and said, "Little Doctor Su, I can't thank you enough! I thought I would never recover; my life was saved thanks to you!"
Doctor Wang witnessed this entire process with a mix of shock and regret. He had not expected that Su Mu would truly cure Old Zhao's strange illness. His previous mockery and difficulties now seemed utterly foolish.
He approached Su Mu sincerely and said, "Su Mu, I apologize for my earlier attitude. Please forgive me. Your acupuncture and medical skills are indeed remarkable; I am genuinely impressed."
Su Mu smiled and replied, "Doctor Wang, you flatter me. We are all doctors; it is our duty to save lives and relieve suffering. I hope we can learn from each other in the future and work together to alleviate the pain of more people."
Old Zhao's recovery once again validated Su Mu's medical expertise.
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