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Chapter 158: Restoring the Human Body
With Wei Yuan's explanation, everyone no longer paid much attention to the itching sensation that arose after the successful application of the third type of Restorative Power on the elderly woman.
Wei Yuan indicated that the itching sensation was a minor side effect of the treatment and was nothing to worry about, which further amazed the onlookers at his miraculous medical skills.
This was the third state; as long as all three states appeared successfully: a refreshing coolness, Burning Volcano, and the torment of itching.
When these three states appeared in a normal sequence, it indicated that the work of restoring the human body had been successful. As a result, Wei Yuan's tension eased; he had previously been sweating profusely but could finally relax for a moment.
Gradually, the elderly woman's itching sensation began to fade away, and her exaggerated expression slowly subsided. Wei Yuan stepped forward to check her pulse.
Ultimately, after inducing vomiting, the Third Form of Restorative Power had successfully taken effect. The elderly woman's pulse had stabilized, and she should be free from major issues now.
"There's nothing to worry about. Just take good care of yourself and don't overexert yourself anymore."
Wei Yuan's tone became very gentle, as if he were speaking to his own mother with great respect.
Moreover, his face retained a refreshing smile that did not fade away. This was a mother he respected, so every greeting and smile came from his heart without any pretense.
Such sincere smiles and greetings are the most touching. Furthermore, Wei Yuan had successfully treated her, which made tears stream down the elderly woman's face.
Among the crowd of onlookers, there were mostly young girls. Wei Yuan was in the pedestrian street at the center of Jinghai City, where many young girls enjoyed shopping and watching lively events. Seeing a handsome man with an upright posture perform such extraordinary medical skills made them burst into applause.
Their eyes undoubtedly revealed admiration for Wei Yuan. This young man not only looked good but also possessed impressive medical skills. Most importantly, he embodied medical ethics—the very quality that once commanded respect for doctors—something everyone thought had been lost until they saw it in a post-90s youth.
Especially witnessing Wei Yuan's genuine smile, sincere greetings, and the elderly woman's tear-streaked face moved them deeply. They couldn't help but admire Wei Yuan even more and began to envy the girl beside him—of course, that was Lan Xue.
"Thank you so much; I really appreciate it."
The elderly person tightly held Wei Yuan's hand, tears streaming down her face, her words trembling uncontrollably.
Wei Yuan allowed her to hold his hand and gently patted her hand, saying, "I also need to thank you for trusting me."
At this moment, Lan Xue remained by Wei Yuan's side, chatting with the elderly lady. Wei Yuan briefly explained the elderly woman's health condition and provided various precautions without any intention of concealing anything.
He completely utilized the detailed notes he had made based on the content from the book given by Yang Ying, which was derived from the treasure of Purple Robe Pavilion known as the Medicine King Divine Canon, along with his own interpretations.
The practice of Traditional Chinese Medicine is inherently linked to Daoism, and as we know, Daoist theories can often be quite abstract. Therefore, some terms and specialized vocabulary in Traditional Chinese Medicine are not easily understood by ordinary people; even some doctors only grasp them partially.
Language barriers have significantly hindered the development of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Even the book revered within Purple Robe Pavilion as a treasure passed down for a thousand years, the Medicine King Divine Canon, would likely be discarded as trash if it fell into the hands of ordinary people or some half-hearted doctors who simply cannot comprehend it.
Yang Ying, having grown under the guidance of her master, the previous Purple Robe Marquis, was recognized as a true disciple and heir apparent. This is evident from her abilities.
Thus, after Yang Ying annotated and simplified the content of the Medicine King Divine Canon, she passed her detailed notes to Wei Yuan. The content was easy to understand, and the annotations were written in a colloquial style that was playful and engaging, making it interesting and eagerly readable.
This is why Wei Yuan could achieve such great proficiency in such a short time. Even when he used Acupuncture to expel the accumulated impurities from the elderly woman's body, he relied on the techniques outlined in Yang Ying's annotated notes, specifically using the Five Dragon Needle Technique from the eighteen chapters on acupuncture.
Therefore, Wei Yuan understood that simplifying technical knowledge facilitates its dissemination. He did not adhere to a traditional approach of working in isolation; he believed that once this knowledge reaches the public, it would benefit most people in the country. By understanding these concepts, they would no longer fall victim to unscrupulous doctors.
Consequently, Wei Yuan thoroughly explained to the elderly woman about the formation of her illness, simple preventive measures, treatment methods, common misconceptions propagated by quack doctors, and various health maintenance tips.
This allowed patients to have a clear understanding of their conditions, which not only alleviated their fears but also instilled confidence in their recovery.
At this time, onlookers naturally seized this opportunity. They attentively listened to Wei Yuan's guidance and even asked questions. Some elderly individuals inquired about normal health maintenance issues while urban professionals asked how to prevent and alleviate occupational ailments.
Wei Yuan addressed all these inquiries honestly. However, gradually more awkward topics emerged. Some bold young men and women might have felt that since Wei Yuan was young like them and skilled in medicine, they had no qualms about asking him directly various embarrassing questions.
"Doctor, how can I resolve irregular menstruation?"
"Doctor, is it effective to eat papaya and drink milk to enlarge the breasts?"
"Bro, I want to get stronger in that area. Do you have any secret tips?"
"Looking at your girlfriend's rosy complexion, it must mean your skills in pleasing women are impressive. Why not share some with us?"
These questions nearly made Wei Yuan want to flee, while Lan Xue, standing beside him, blushed and shyly clung to his arm.
Although the questions were somewhat awkward, they were still related to issues concerning young men and women. This is the nature of people in this culture, or perhaps a tradition from the previous generation: they would rather engage in vigorous activities behind closed doors than discuss them openly.
Even when others bring up such topics, it is often viewed as a decline in societal morals and a loss of traditional values.
So when these young men and women boldly shifted the conversation to this level, those older individuals present became shy and left.
Wei Yuan was bombarded with questions; even if he wanted to leave, he couldn't. He had no choice but to address some of the more reasonable inquiries one by one. During this process, his face inevitably turned red.
"Look, the Divine Healer's face is actually red! How cute!"
It was unclear which girl shouted first, but Wei Yuan felt that the girls had gone wild.
In this day and age, a smartphone can dominate countless functions. A phone costing just a few hundred dollars can include features like recording audio, taking photos, and shooting videos.
So when a girl shouted that line, many of the other young men and women nearby had already taken out their phones to record. Those who hadn’t quickly pulled out their devices as well, capturing Wei Yuan—who had just been focused on treating and explaining things—with a serious and somewhat stern expression.
At that moment, his sudden blush truly appeared adorable. Such a different side of him naturally needed to be documented. Wei Yuan himself had not anticipated that with the development of media—various websites, television, personal spaces, Weibo, free video sites—the emphasis was on sharing. Everyone could post about people and things from their lives for the world to see. He never imagined that after stepping up to help someone in need, he would become a topic of interest.
Many years later, he would be recognized as a powerhouse—a true polymath—especially noted for his unparalleled expertise in gynecology.
However, at that time, Wei Yuan held a different opinion. Your whole family is idol-like; even when I was young, I was somewhat of an idol myself.
Traditional Chinese Medicine is the essence of the Huaxia nation, with thousands of years of heritage.
But what kind of awkward position is Traditional Chinese Medicine facing around the world today?
It is doubted, denied, obliterated, and banned from use. Wei Yuan even fears that in several years, our descendants might not even be willing to mention what Traditional Chinese Medicine is.
Even Korean Medicine, which has learned a bit from Traditional Chinese Medicine, holds a much higher status in the world. This is such an ironic situation and an indelible shame.
In the past, Wei Yuan also had a superficial understanding of Traditional Chinese Medicine. He didn't deny it but wasn't very trusting either. However, after coming into contact with the people and matters from the Purple Robe Pavilion, he realized how powerful our heritage that has lasted for thousands of years truly is.
It's just that the public lacks channels to understand it; the theories of Traditional Chinese Medicine are too obscure and difficult to comprehend. This leads many medical students to have only a superficial understanding themselves. Without a good environment for dissemination, it naturally doesn't receive the attention it deserves.
Therefore, Wei Yuan was not prepared to hold back any secrets. The detailed annotated notes provided by Yang Ying were relatively easy to understand, containing this girl's understanding and analysis from over a decade of studying Traditional Chinese Medicine.
Wei Yuan answered all the questions from those present with full effort and heart, analyzing the situations in his own words to help them understand how these issues were formed.
As a result, everyone listened with great interest. Unknowingly, Wei Yuan had been surrounded for over two hours. Eventually, the onlookers felt a bit embarrassed and prepared to let Wei Yuan leave.
Wei Yuan slowly walked out with Lan Xue. At that moment, the old scholar who had been wearing glasses—whom Wei Yuan suspected might be someone engaged in healthcare—came up and called out to him: "Excuse me, can we chat for a moment?"
Wei Yuan turned around at his call and asked, "Is there something you need?"
"Are you still a student? High school?"
Wei Yuan honestly replied, "Yes, I'm in my senior year."
To his surprise, upon hearing this, the old man looked excited and said, "That's great! You will be taking your college entrance exams in just over ten days. Have you thought about which school you want to apply to?"
Wei Yuan had not yet experienced the college entrance examination, but he had heard from some seniors that since the education reform in 1998, universities have sprung up all over Huaxia, and many subpar schools are facing difficulties in recruiting students. As a result, they are taking aggressive measures, preferring to make mistakes rather than miss out on potential candidates.
Once the college entrance examination is over, countless universities will continuously send you materials, bombard you with harassing text messages, and even call your home directly. However, Wei Yuan did not expect that it had developed to the point of recruiting people on the street.
Although it was somewhat annoying, at least it was their job, and it wasn't easy for someone of that age.
With this thought in mind, Wei Yuan politely replied, "It's after the exam that we fill out our applications; let's see how the results turn out first."
The old man smiled and nodded in agreement, saying, "That's true. You must be studying medicine, right? I could see your impressive medical skills just now; even I feel ashamed."
Wei Yuan did not become complacent due to the compliment; he knew very well that the old man was willing to spend two hours waiting for him for a reason.
He casually replied, "I've only learned a little; please don't laugh at me."
To his surprise, the old man seemed to appreciate Wei Yuan's humility even less and responded with more excitement, "What are you talking about? Even the teachers at Traditional Chinese Medicine College might not have your level of skill."
Traditional Chinese Medicine College?
Wei Yuan knew there was indeed a university specializing in traditional Chinese medicine located near Old Harbor in the center of Jinghai City. It was quite well-known within Huaxia Nation. Given that traditional Chinese medicine's reputation has been declining year by year, could it be that this university was also struggling to recruit students?
Although this school was not a subpar institution, Wei Yuan felt somewhat uncomfortable with their apparent recruitment tactics and directly asked, "Is there something else?"
The old man stroked his beard and smiled, "Have you considered applying to a school specializing in traditional Chinese medicine after the college entrance examination?"
This question caught Wei Yuan off guard. He knew that the old man would likely ask if he was interested in applying to the Traditional Chinese Medicine College in Jinghai City, which was undeniable.
However, Wei Yuan hesitated because he had never thought about his plans after the college entrance examination. In the past, he would never have considered applying for a program in traditional Chinese medicine. But now, after spending more time with Yang Ying and gradually understanding many theories and knowledge related to traditional Chinese medicine, he had developed an interest in this field.
Although Wei Yuan was somewhat tempted, he remained cautious about something being offered so readily and calmly said, "For now, I need to focus on preparing for the college entrance examination; I'll think about my plans afterward."
This cannot be considered a direct refusal, but it did interrupt the old man's words. However, he still sincerely said, "Let me introduce myself first. I am the Vice Dean of the Traditional Chinese Medicine College. After seeing your medical skills, I believe you have a deep understanding of Traditional Chinese Medicine. In this time when Traditional Chinese Medicine is gradually declining, our entire industry is in need of fresh blood."
Wei Yuan did not interrupt; he simply felt that he might have misunderstood upon hearing the title of Vice Dean. Even if a university was short-staffed, it wouldn't be the Vice Dean coming out to recruit people, right?
However, he continued to listen carefully as the old man went on, "Some people who do not understand doubt Traditional Chinese Medicine, but I can see that your Acupuncture technique is clearly the long-lost Five Dragon Needle Technique. Even if you are not from a family of Traditional Chinese Medicine practitioners, your understanding of it must be considerable. Don't you have any thoughts about pursuing this field in the future?"
The old man's insight was indeed impressive.
Upon hearing that he could recognize the origins of his Acupuncture technique, Wei Yuan felt even more convinced of his identity as Vice Dean.
Even if he had no intention of entering the field of Traditional Chinese Medicine, his life was already inseparable from it. The annotated notes he received from Yang Ying on the Medicine King Divine Canon were currently the most valuable medical texts available.
Moreover, after his Repairing Ability reached the Third Form, if he wanted to use it to repair the human body, he would need to rely on some content from Traditional Chinese Medicine as a smokescreen. At this time, obtaining a diploma in Traditional Chinese Medicine would not be a bad idea. Considering all factors, studying medicine was a significant advantage.
So Wei Yuan said, "I indeed have thought about this aspect, but at least I need to wait until after the college entrance examination to make a detailed plan."
Wei Yuan then scratched his head awkwardly and added, "Besides, I don't even know if I can get into your esteemed school..."
At this moment, the old man smiled even more warmly and said, "That's not a problem. I have witnessed your abilities firsthand. As long as you are willing, we can even waive part of your tuition fees."
The old man also took Wei Yuan's contact information, seemingly unwilling to let go of such talent. Wei Yuan left himself an escape route; his mindset about taking the college entrance examination had changed.
He no longer held onto the idea of relying on a university diploma to secure a good job but rather aimed to repair his life and enjoy a few carefree years in college without regrets.
Regardless of how people view universities today—whether they think there are plenty of college students or that PhD students are worthless—we cannot deny that several years in university are often the most free and joyful times in many people's lives.
After exchanging contact information with the old man, Wei Yuan bid farewell and continued to wander around with Lan Xue. At this moment, showcasing his extraordinary medical skills and noble medical ethics undoubtedly piqued Lan Xue's curiosity even more.
She originally thought she understood this boy well, after all, they had been classmates for three years. But now Lan Xue realized that Wei Yuan was far too mysterious, completely different from the impression he had given her.
"How do you know about Acupuncture? Your medical skills are amazing. You looked so handsome when you were serious just now."
Usually calm Lan Xue, after experiencing such an unexpected discovery, asked Wei Yuan with a particularly cute expression. To describe it with a trendy term: adorable.
It was really adorable, especially since a girl who rarely acted cute suddenly became even more enticing.
Wei Yuan smiled and said, "Does that mean I get a kiss?"
Hearing this, Lan Xue's face flushed slightly. However, it was rare for the usually reserved Wei Yuan to make such a request, so Lan Xue naturally wouldn't refuse and gently nodded.
With the beauty's permission, Wei Yuan was no longer polite. He leaned in and aimed not for her forehead or cheek, but directly towards her lips. The audacious boy even stuck out his tongue in public.
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