Chapter 72 (2/2)
Asked Fang Qiu slowly, almost word by word. ”It was you that cured Student Mo Yiqi. You were away in the past couple of days to treat his illness, right?”
He watched closely at the librarian's 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, ”An apprenticeship is a good idea.”
Bam!
A shiver went down Fang Qiu's body as a big smile climbed on his face.
He admitted!
The librarian admitted!
Although he didn't respond to Fang Qiu's 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.
”Miraculous hands and benevolent heart, apricot orchard and spring warmth.”
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 didn't 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 Qiu's 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 master's 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!
”Teacher Xu.”
Fang Qiu took one step forward and plead, ”Could you take some time to see if this illness can be treated?”
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 didn't refuse; instead, he reached out to take Fang Qiu's pulse.
This...
Xu Miaolin was shocked as soon as he felt Fang Qiu's pulse.
Then his brows knitted tighter and tighter.
”Give me your left hand.”
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.
”I've never seen anything like this. Your aura and pulse are extremely disorderly. All the internal organs of your body are injured to different degrees. I'm not talking about the imbalance of Yin and Yang. I mean actual damage.”
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.
”No wonder you are working so hard on medical books. You are so very ill.”
Xu Miaolin remarked, keeping his eyes on Fang Qiu.
”So, can you treat it?”
Fang Qiu asked hastily.
This question really mattered to him.
Under Fang Qiu's gaze, Xu Miaolin shook his head with a long sigh.
”Teacher Xu, even you with your mastery of every aspect of Chinese Medicine can't treat this?”
Fang Qiu lost control of himself for the first time, his face pale and gloomy.
Xu Miaolin's answer was like a head-on blow to him.
Xu Miaolin's answer was like a head-on blow to him.
Not only that Xu Miaolin was unable to treat the old master's illness.
He lost hope completely!
From his current position, he had no idea how long it would take him to reach Xu Miaolin's level however hard he studied Chinese Medicine.
But Xu Miaolin at his level still couldn't 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?
”Having knowledge in all fields is nothing.”
Xu Miaolin heaved a sigh before continuing, ”My medical learning is too miscellaneous. I can diagnose and treat a patient comprehensively but there's 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 I'm described as specialized in all fields.”
”So, is there still hope? Do you know anyone who might be able to treat this?”
Asked Fang Qiu, unwilling to give up.
”Of course!”
After a moment of pondering, Xu Miaolin replied with his eyes locked on Fang Qiu, ”This hope is very small. Your illness can't be cured by any particular Chinese medical technique but it might work when several methods are merged together.”
”As far as I know, no one in current Chinese Medicine circle can do it.”
”I have some knowledge in all fields but I can't do it.”
”Unless...”
Xu Miaolin paused to heave a sigh and then carried on. ”Unless the top experts of all treatment methods from different Chinese Medicine clans and sects are gathered to have a medical consultation together. Then there's a chance.”
”But how is it possible?”
Xu Miaolin denied his own idea at once.
”Why not?”
Fang Qiu's aura suddenly changed as he saw hope again, his fighting spirit burning. He asked, ”Where are these experts? I'll get them together by kowtowing!”
The chilled heart grabbed the thread of hope.
As long as there's 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!
”Their whereabouts is mysterious!”
Xu Miaolin added, ”Some 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 won't be able to see them at all. The rest of them have vanished completely.”
”These experts all have some kind of successors.”
”But their disciples are far from their level apparently.”
His eyes on Fang Qiu darkened with pity and sympathy.
He didn't 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.
”However, every five years, they get together for ten days to talk and exchange opinions.”