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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 wisdom.
He started to experiment with combining the medical techniques recorded in the manual with modern medical knowledge, gradually realizing the profound depth contained within its pages.
After the semester began, Su Mu returned to campus. He originally planned to keep a low profile and continue his quiet study of the "Heavenly Secrets Medical Manual." However, an unexpected event thrust him into the spotlight.
On the afternoon of his return, while Su Mu was reading in the library, he suddenly heard a commotion outside. He looked up to see a crowd gathered in the hallway, buzzing with conversation.
"I heard someone fainted!"
"It looks serious; their face is turning blue!"
"Quick, call an ambulance!"
Su Mu felt a stir of concern and got up to investigate. He saw a girl lying on the floor, her face pale, lips purple, and her limbs twitching—she seemed to be suffering from some sudden illness.
The surrounding students were at a loss, anxiously wringing their hands. With no time to waste on getting her to the hospital, Su Mu stepped forward and knelt beside her to take her pulse.
The pulse was erratic, and her breath was weak; the situation was critical! There was no time to waste.
At that moment, memories of relevant entries from the "Heavenly Secrets Medical Manual" flashed through Su Mu's mind. He recalled a technique called the "Seven Star Life-Continuing Needle," which was said to stimulate acupoints 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 instructed in the manual.
The onlookers held their breath, watching Su Mu with tension. 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 heed to their skepticism. He focused entirely on his task, his technique skilled and precise, resembling that of an experienced traditional Chinese physician.
As he placed the last needle, a miracle occurred. The girl's complexion gradually regained its color, and her breathing steadied. She slowly opened her eyes, confusion evident in her gaze.
"What... what happened to me?"
"You're fine now," Su Mu replied with a smile. "You just fainted for a moment; you just need some rest."
The surrounding classmates suddenly erupted into enthusiastic applause and cheers. They praised Su Mu's acupuncture skills and remarkable medical expertise, declaring him a reincarnation of a divine doctor.
This event quickly spread throughout the campus, and Su Mu's reputation soared. A previously unremarkable student instantly became a prominent figure at the school, receiving admiration and attention from many classmates.
However, fame often attracts envy, and Su Mu's extraordinary skills inevitably drew some jealousy and skepticism.
Doctor Wang from the school infirmary scoffed at Su Mu's "miraculous medical skills," believing that he was merely lucky and lacked any real talent or knowledge.
While Su Mu's acupuncture techniques earned him widespread recognition, they also made Doctor Wang uncomfortable. He had always considered himself the authority on Western medicine at the school, and seeing a young student like Su Mu basking in glory was intolerable; jealousy burned fiercely within him.
He approached Su Mu with a sarcastic tone, saying, "Oh, Su Mu, I never expected you, a student of Western medicine, to dabble in traditional Chinese medicine. What's this? Unable to cure patients with Western methods, you've turned to the embrace of Chinese medicine?"
Su Mu had anticipated Doctor Wang's confrontation and responded calmly, "Doctor Wang, both Chinese and Western medicine are forms of healing with their own merits. We should learn from each other and complement our strengths rather than reject one another."
"Learn from each other? Complement our strengths?" Doctor Wang scoffed. "I think you're just out of ideas and desperately trying anything! As a medical student, instead of focusing on the scientific knowledge of Western medicine, you're wasting your time on those superstitious practices. It's simply misleading!"
Su Mu's expression darkened as he replied firmly, "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 the patients, that is good medicine."
"Hmph! That's easy for you to say!" Doctor Wang retorted disdainfully. "You've just been lucky enough to cure a few patients; do you really think you're a divine doctor now? I advise you to stay grounded and focus on studying Western medicine instead of wandering down those dubious paths!"
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 departed, Su Mu brushed off his words. He knew that rather than engage in arguments, it was better to prove himself through his abilities. The next day, Doctor Wang indeed brought a patient—a frail elderly man tormented by illness.
The old man's name was Old Zhao, suffering from a peculiar ailment that had plagued him for five years. He appeared emaciated with a waxy complexion, deep-set eyes, rapid breathing, and frequent bouts of severe coughing. Doctor Wang introduced him with a hint of provocation: "Old Zhao's condition has been evaluated by our hospital's experts multiple times without any solution. His symptoms are strange—sometimes he has high fevers that won't subside, sometimes he feels cold as ice; at times he suffers unbearable abdominal pain or excruciating headaches. Despite numerous tests, no cause has been found."
With a challenging look at Su Mu, Doctor Wang said, "Su Mu, since you're 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 startled snake gliding beneath Su Mu's fingertips.
Su Mu felt a stir in his heart; the pulse he sensed was remarkably similar to a condition recorded in the "Heavenly Secrets Medical Compendium," known as "Yin-Yang Imbalance Syndrome." This ailment stemmed from an imbalance of the Yin and Yang energies within the body, leading to alternating symptoms that were difficult to diagnose and treat.
The compendium described a technique called "Yin-Yang Harmonizing Needle," which could adjust the balance of Yin and Yang within the body, thus curing this disease. With a plan forming in his mind, Su Mu looked up at Doctor Wang and said, "Doctor Wang, I am willing to try treating Old Zhao."
Doctor Wang scoffed, "Fine, let me see your skills."
Su Mu took out his silver needles and, following the instructions from the compendium, began to needle several key acupoints on Old Zhao. As the needles pierced his skin, Old Zhao's complexion gradually regained some color, and his breathing became more stable.
Following this, Su Mu also prescribed a traditional herbal remedy called "Yin-Yang Harmonizing Decoction" for Old Zhao to take daily.
For the next week, Su Mu treated Old Zhao with acupuncture and prepared herbal medicine each day. Under Su Mu's care, Old Zhao's condition improved day by day; various symptoms gradually lessened, and his mental state noticeably brightened.
After a week, Old Zhao's complexion was rosy and vibrant. He grasped Su Mu's hand with excitement and said, "Young Doctor Su, I can't thank you enough! I thought I would never recover. My life is saved thanks to you!"
Doctor Wang witnessed this entire process with a mix of shock and regret. He had not expected Su Mu to actually cure Old Zhao's strange illness. His previous mockery and difficulties now seemed utterly ridiculous and foolish.
He approached Su Mu sincerely and said, "Su Mu, I apologize for my earlier attitude. Please forgive me. Your acupuncture skills are indeed remarkable; I am truly 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 more people's pain."
Old Zhao's recovery once again validated Su Mu's medical skills.
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