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Chapter 142: Why Study Medicine?
A person's way of thinking is determined by their living environment.
Wei Yuan came from a poor family, so he didn't have many concerns in his mindset. Even when facing Liu Haisheng and Blue Ocean, he interacted with them based on the respect he held for them in his consciousness.
It was not simply a matter of treating them with false pretenses.
However, Han Ling in the past undoubtedly could not achieve this. Even her half-sister, the cunning Yuan Ziyi, could not do it either, because their world was generally of a higher status.
At least from the perspective of the secular world, this is how it appears. If a wealthy person loses the demeanor and cultivation expected of someone rich, then they are merely a nouveau riche or a local tycoon.
Therefore, we often see seemingly prominent figures on television; who among them does not appear dignified? But who sees the illicit activities they engage in behind closed doors?
You live your life according to your position and speak accordingly.
Often, people have little choice unless they abandon their current lifestyle. So when Han Ling decided to leave her original world, Wei Yuan made such remarks.
In contrast to ordinary people's lives, there are actually more choices available. You can roll up your pants and drink on the street or laugh freely in an alley.
When you are not the main character, you attract less attention, which gives you the opportunity to be yourself.
"Deciding to leave that kind of life and unwilling to continue pretending, why not experience it in a different way? Do what you want to do; no one will interfere. Isn't that better?"
Han Ling suddenly realized that Wei Yuan had great potential as a negotiation expert. This usually quiet man suddenly spoke eloquently.
Every word struck directly at the heart, easily resonating with the parties involved, especially for someone like Han Ling, who was entangled in the whirlpool of life; it was a surefire technique.
Afterward, Wei Yuan felt there was no need to continue; otherwise, it would seem overly concerned. Moreover, excessive guidance on others' life philosophies could backfire.
Wei Yuan acted like an experienced women's worker, guiding step by step and describing a new way of life to provide Han Ling with more options without interfering with her choices—truly a friend to women.
"Let's go upstairs first; I'll think of a way."
Wei Yuan still did not have the confidence to directly heal Han Ling's burn scars on her face, mainly for two reasons.
The first reason was that he had not conducted extensive trials; he really did not dare to experiment on a living person all at once. Moreover, since Han Ling's injury was on her face, if any side effects occurred, the consequences would be unimaginable.
The second reason was that even if he were certain of his methods and prepared to help Han Ling repair the burn scars on her face, he still needed to find a way to conceal this healing ability.
After all, from the perspective of traditional medicine, including current cosmetic techniques, the approach to eliminating such burn scars in Chinese medicine involves continuous Acupuncture, applying medicine, and accumulating treatment over a long period to achieve healing. In contrast, Western cosmetic techniques involve direct surgery.
Wei Yuan's method was nothing more than a state of form within a Mist-like Space, creating a transparent state in the air that directly adhered to her face. After experiencing three extreme sensory experiences, it would gradually recover until healed.
Clearly, this method was still too shocking. Wei Yuan could guarantee that if he helped someone complete such a repair and then explained: "This issue will completely recover after a while," people would either regard him as a charlatan or treat him as a scientific freak after full recovery. They might even suspect he had been abducted by aliens. If that happened, it would cause too much of a stir, which was not Wei Yuan's original intention.
In summary, Wei Yuan needed an excuse—something that could successfully help others repair physical damage or assist him in concealing his Repairing Ability during the process, and this ability should be widely accepted.
Of course, he had thought about this issue himself. The best way would be Yang Ying's extraordinary traditional Chinese medicine skills, especially Acupuncture.
Although traditional Chinese medicine is generally not highly recognized worldwide and faces unprecedented challenges and skepticism—potentially even facing extinction—Wei Yuan knew about the miraculous medical skills of Purple Robe Pavilion. He had personally experienced it and understood the true power of traditional Chinese medicine was indeed remarkable.
It was just that some unscrupulous individuals learned only superficial knowledge and used it to make a living, even casually prescribing medicine or needles to patients without regard for their lives or safety.
After the two went upstairs, Wei Yuan immediately ran to Yang Ying's room. To show respect, he did not directly open the door but politely stood at the entrance and knocked lightly.
However, the door was clearly not closed; Yang Ying was sitting on her bed, watching Wei Yuan feign gentlemanly behavior and found it somewhat amusing.
At this moment, Han Ling, as usual, entered the room holding her Snow White Fat Cat, then quickly walked back into her own room.
Wei Yuan maintained his polite demeanor and said, "Hello, may I enter your room?"
Yang Ying felt a bit uncomfortable hearing this. Previously, this guy had been pranked by her, getting some herbs that emitted a foul smell all over himself, and in retaliation, he chased her into the room.
What was even more outrageous was that he pinned her down on the bed, forcibly transmitting the stench from his body to hers as revenge. The contact of their two mature bodies ignited a spark, almost setting them ablaze.
"You've been in here before, haven't you?"
Yang Ying retorted, clearly still annoyed about what had happened earlier.
Wei Yuan suddenly recalled a story about beasts and those even worse than beasts.
After a girl falls asleep, if one sneaks into her room and takes action, that would be beastly; if one refrains from taking action, that would be even worse than a beast. What choice would one make?
Wei Yuan felt that the situation was similar. Under such intimate physical contact, combined with their previous shared escapes and months of interaction, Wei Yuan sensed that their relationship had become somewhat strange.
On the surface, Wei Yuan asked her for the secret to training at Purple Robe Pavilion, but beneath the surface, amidst countless intertwined relationships, both seemed to not mind the intimate contact too much, which brought them closer together.
At this moment, if Wei Yuan were still single, would he make a move on Yang Ying?
Wei Yuan believed the answer was undoubtedly yes; it was just that now there was Lan Xue, the girl Wei Yuan had been thinking about from the very beginning, who could even be considered his dream girl.
The two had finally broken through that layer of shyness and seemed to be getting together; they just hadn't defined their relationship yet.
Sometimes Wei Yuan felt quite incompetent, especially when it came to girls. Did he really have to wait for the other party to take the initiative?
Of course, Wei Yuan's current approach was also a warning to himself not to get too close to Yang Ying, maintaining a certain distance between them.
It wasn't that Yang Ying wasn't good enough; she was a woman with qualities that could captivate any man. It was just that there should be a distinction between who came first and who came later.
Since his relationship with Lan Xue only needed verbal confirmation to break through that barrier, how could he possibly provoke Yang Ying again?
Wei Yuan certainly didn't see himself as someone like Han Jing, who could easily juggle multiple girls without any trouble.
A girl who was the opposite of what he wanted had already given him a headache; this kind of blessing was not something any man had the right or opportunity to enjoy.
Of course, things in this world can be quite strange sometimes. Wei Yuan tried his best to control himself, but unexpectedly, tragedy still had to occur.
"Can I come in?"
"Aren't you already inside?"
"Do you need me to close the door?"
"You rogue, what do you want to do to me?"
Wei Yuan walked in, smiling at Yang Ying and asking a series of annoying questions.
Then this guy faced a problem: Yang Ying's room didn't even have a chair, so out of necessity, Wei Yuan simply sat on Yang Ying's bed.
He got straight to the point: "Master, I want to learn medicine from you."
Yang Ying looked at him and suddenly smiled charmingly: "Only when you need something from me do you remember I'm your master?"
Previously, when Wei Yuan was training his body, he had learned the secret techniques of the Purple Robe Pavilion from Yang Ying, which were very effective compared to ordinary training methods.
However, even so, Wei Yuan had never called Yang Ying "master." But now that he wanted to learn medicine, he called her "master" quite affectionately.
Yang Ying naturally wouldn't be confused just because he called her "master." The profound medical skills passed down through the generations at the Purple Robe Pavilion were not something anyone could learn just because they wanted to.
"Give me a reason: what do you plan to do with learning medicine?"
"To save the world, promote traditional Chinese medicine, save lives and heal the wounded. A doctor has the heart of a parent; if one can heal others but not oneself..."
Yang Ying looked at this guy in front of her. It was clear that he was just spouting these clichés without even thinking; there was no sincerity at all. Her face immediately filled with anger.
Clearly, Yang Ying had a very firm attitude towards this issue: "Let's be serious. If you don't have sincerity, the medical skills of Purple Robe Pavilion cannot be casually taught."
Wei Yuan could only respond earnestly, "Well, I mainly want to treat my mother's legs."
Previously, when Xie Yufei was sitting in the living room telling Han Ling about his story with his cousin, Yang Ying had also heard this part.
"This reason is valid."
Yang Ying spoke with a tone of judgment, but in fact, she was indeed qualified to make decisions regarding the successor of the medical skills of Purple Robe Pavilion.
Although the current Purple Robe Marquis is Yuan Ziyi's father, and Yang Ying believed she was being hunted down after obtaining a copy of the Medicine King Divine Canon, according to the normal procedures of Purple Robe Pavilion, the previous Purple Robe Marquis could choose a successor from among his disciples or students to take over his position. The previous Purple Robe Marquis was Yang Ying's master, and he chose her as his successor.
Of course, later on, chaos arose within Purple Robe Pavilion, and Yang Ying, who was originally designated as the Purple Robe Marquis, did not take up the mantle but instead faced long-term pursuit from Shen Qingyi and other traitors of Purple Robe Pavilion.
However, the fact that the previous Purple Robe Marquis recognized Yang Ying as a successor is enough to prove that she has exceptional qualities. Especially according to Yuan Ziyi's standards, Yang Ying could be one of the young generation most capable of fully utilizing the medical skills and martial arts of Purple Robe Pavilion.
Of course, internal strife is inevitable among compatriots. Although Yang Ying has strong capabilities, she is still a girl and does not know how to form alliances. She also lacks a solid foundation within Purple Robe Pavilion. After her master's death, she naturally could not maintain that position.
However, this does not hinder her seriousness in selecting a candidate for passing on medical skills. After several months of interaction, Yang Ying knows quite well about Wei Yuan, so as long as he is willing and can abide by the rules of Purple Robe Pavilion, she would not be working in isolation.
"Can I also learn your Medicine King Divine Canon?"
Noticing that Yang Ying showed no intention of rejecting his request to learn the medical skills of Purple Robe Pavilion, Wei Yuan decisively expressed his thoughts without reservation.
"I have heard about your mother's condition. In fact, if it weren't for the ancient Five Dragon Needle Technique passed down in the Medicine King Divine Canon, ordinary medical skills would be ineffective."
Yang Ying made her point clear; she knew that Wei Yuan's mother had been injured for over six months. Due to not receiving timely medical attention, even Western medicine could not completely restore her legs now; they could only gradually regain walking ability through physical therapy.
However, achieving a state where she could run and jump again would likely be very difficult.
However, in the "Medicine King Divine Canon," there is an ancient technique known as the Five Dragon Needle Technique. It is said that as long as the needles are applied correctly and combined with medicinal treatment, a skilled physician can ensure recovery within three months.
Originally, Yang Ying gradually began to regard Wei Yuan as her only friend through their interactions. Therefore, she was also preparing to find an appropriate opportunity to offer to treat Wei Yuan's mother with acupuncture for her leg.
Of course, this acupuncture technique has always been very mysterious and is even completely rejected in Western medicine, especially the advanced Five Dragon Needle Technique. Yang Ying did not dare to easily promise that she could help Wei Yuan's mother stand again.
Thus, she had never mustered the courage to speak up. Although the "Medicine King Divine Canon" was in her hands, it contained thousands of years of traditional Chinese medicine knowledge from Huaxia. It included basic entry-level information and theoretical explanations, but most importantly, it detailed advanced acupuncture techniques and methods for health maintenance.
Now that Wei Yuan had taken the initiative to bring it up, Yang Ying felt somewhat troubled.
The "Medicine King Divine Canon" in her hands was a treasure of the Purple Robe Pavilion, which was not meant to be easily shown to others, especially those outside the sect. The establishment of such rules was primarily to prevent those with ulterior motives from exploiting the advanced medical techniques within.
Particularly concerning the pharmaceutical techniques, there was a fear that they would be used for profit rather than for healing and saving lives.
This is a restless era where individuals with ill intentions can exploit people's hearts and use the internet for hype. If an evil person were to obtain the "Medicine King Divine Canon," the consequences would be dire.
For example, Shen Qingyi and Xu Feng dared to use Poppy Powder mixed into medicines even before obtaining the "Medicine King Divine Canon," thereby causing harm to those who took the medicine while seeking illicit profits.
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