What is a doctor?
On the way ho, Mo Yan pondered this question repeatedly, with the master’s words echoing incessantly in her ears:
"A doctor’s benevolence is skillful, and their greatest achievents have no desire for profit. To be a doctor, one must not only have a heart filled with benevolence but also possess a character that does not seek fa and fortune! The so-called disregard for fa and fortune does not an that doctors should expect no reward, but that they should resist the temptation of fa and fortune and refrain from using the Qihuang Technique to harm others."
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"I took you as my disciple not only because of your talent but also because there are countless talented individuals in this world. I observed that you have a heart of benevolence, and to you, fa and fortune are like passing clouds. That is why I decided to accept you as my disciple. Otherwise, I would rather the Mrs. Du’s Nine Needles disappear than to see the world have one more person who only seeks profit, tarnishing the na of the Du Family lineage..."
In the past, the Du Family was a major family, playing a significant role in the dical field. Yet, as ti passed, its numbers dwindled, leaving only Doctor Du as the sole legitimate heir. The reasons for this are tied to an incident a hundred years ago involving a morally corrupt mber of the Du Family.
This individual was of the sa generation as Doctor Du’s grandfather and was an adopted son whom the family had taken in. He was incredibly talented and mastered the true essence of Du Family’s dical skills. However, his nefarious intentions brought disaster to the Du Family, nearly severing its lineage...
Mo Yan did not know exactly what the adopted son of the Du Family had done but could understand the intent behind her master ntioning this matter.
In his eyes, character was more important than talent. No matter how gifted a person might be, if they were unethical, their dical practice would only serve as a ans to harm others. The master did not forbid her from teaching those children, but rather, he was telling her whom she could teach and whom she could not.
Mo Yan took several deep breaths, and her restless heart gradually cald. She then said to Xuetuan in her mind, "It seems the journey to carry forward the Du Family’s dical heritage that has been passed down for a hundred years is still very long!"
Xuetuan lifted its eyelids, ruthlessly puncturing her pretense (of humility): "Just put in a little more effort, and the big epidemic nineteen years from now will be your chance to beco famous. Then, won’t everyone know that you are a disciple of the Du Family, fully versed in the true dical arts of the Family?"
Mo Yan assud a lofty attitude and passionately lectured Xuetuan, "The characteristic that Master values in is my lack of desire for fa and fortune. How could I let down his expectations? It’s enough for us to know these things; there’s no need to make it widely known."
Xuetuan rolled its eyes, completely despairing of its master who was sotis astute and sotis silly. It decided to ignore this master for ten years.
Mo Yan entered Space, distressed, and grabbed Xuetuan in her hands: "The human heart is the most inscrutable thing, and it’s too difficult to know whether soone is suitable to learn dicine. Can you help with this?"
"No!" Xuetuan twisted its body and fled far away, denying loudly and without hesitation: "Even if there is a way, I wouldn’t tell you, hmph!"
Spurred by a thought, Mo Yan had Xuetuan back in her soft, tender palms. She said teasingly, "So, you do have a way, right? Besides, I blocked you, and you could still sense what I was doing outside. Isn’t understanding the human heart a piece of cake for you?"
By the end, she was clearly dredging up the past and blatantly threatening!
Xuetuan’s pudgy body shuddered slightly as it said with indignation, "You just wait to settle accounts after the fall, always bringing up past grievances. You clearly said you wouldn’t hold that matter against anymore."
Mo Yan blinked, "Did I? Have I ever said that?"
Xuetuan was shocked by its master’s shalessness and decided to ignore this person for a hundred years. If it spoke to this person within a hundred years, it would turn into one of those most despised little bees.
By the ti Mo Yan got ho, the sun had already set. She took a basin and a towel to the wellside and washed her face with the freshly drawn well water, feeling so of the heat dissipate.
That’s when Lixiu approached and said, "Sister Wu and Tie Tou’s wife ca looking for you this afternoon. Since you weren’t around, they said they’d co back in the evening."
Mo Yan, puzzled, asked, "Did they say anything?"
Lixiu hesitated for a mont before speaking in a muffled voice, "They didn’t say explicitly, but I guess it must be about the child."
About the child? Little Yu?
Mo Yan grew even more puzzled. Although the Wu family had never given up on the idea of reclaiming Liyu, since they saw that Liyu was doing well and gradually smiling more, they didn’t insist on it. They typically sent clothes, shoes, and food, even though Liyu firmly rejected and returned everything unopened. Yet they persisted in doing so.
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