"Get lost!" Lin Yao laughed and cursed, thinking to himself that he was almost exhausted and yet still made such an unreasonable request, which was simply unforgivable. "A man has no ugly appearance. Don't you even know that?! A man's charm lies in his temperament and character, in his sense of responsibility and commitment, and in his fighting spirit. Why are you focusing on your ugly appearance? You already have a good enough foundation. As long as you adjust your lifestyle, you will be a handsome man. Stop with the superficial stuff."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Yao suddenly remembered his own situation before he met Xiao Cao. It is true that no man is ugly, but he still has to be at least presentable. If he looks like a drug addict who is about to die, it will be quite disgusting.
Gou Xiaogou wasn't angry at all after being scolded by Lin Yao; he just chuckled. He was grateful that Xiaoxue was getting better. He had only said those words intentionally so Xiaoxue wouldn't think she was an artificial beauty. In Gou Xiaogou's mind, even with all her hair and eyebrows gone, Xiaoxue was still the most beautiful girl in the world, incomparable to anyone else.
"Xiao Gou, what's the deal with Zhang Yunan? Is he coming or not? If he's not coming, we'll replace him. We've been keeping the manager position for him." Lin Yao suddenly remembered something he wanted to ask earlier, and his expression turned somewhat displeased. "Even if something happens, you should at least let us know. Min Hong has been very sincere. I've never seen such an arrogant person before."
"Brother Yao, I'll ask right away." Gou Xiaogou could sense Lin Yao's temper and thought to himself that Zhang Yunan was really outrageous, taking himself too seriously. The nationally renowned Minhong treated him so well, yet he didn't even have basic manners. Did the chairman and general manager really have to personally go to his house to pick him up? It's been so long since graduation, and not only has he not come to report, but there's not even a word from him. It's really unacceptable.
After saying goodbye to Gou Xiaogou, Lin Yao returned to Yi Fei's car and drove directly to West China Hospital. Old Master Wen had a plan, and he needed to get there to receive instructions. Lin Yao had always held this elderly man of high medical ethics and character in high esteem, but they had never had the chance to meet him; everyone was simply too busy.
"Brother Fei, didn't you say last time that the holiday was only forty-five days? How come it's been so long and you still don't have to report back to the army? Did you get discharged?" Things have been going very smoothly lately. His own strength has improved rapidly, and Xiao Cao's abilities have also greatly improved. Lin Yao was in a very good mood. In the car, he addressed Yi Fei as Yi Guoguo and Yi Zuojun, and took the opportunity to tease this "junior" who was also an elder of the Yi family.
Yi Fei was sitting in the back row with Lin Yao and was speechless after hearing Lin Yao's words.
Fei-ge? He couldn't afford that. If the Grand Elder found out, he'd be in deep trouble. Although he'd been by Lin Yao's side for a long time and had some understanding of the young guest elder's personality and style, he still didn't dare to overstep his bounds. The Yi family's discipline was too strict, deeply ingrained in their very bones. Respect for elders was a serious matter, not something to be joked about.
If Lin Yao weren't an elder of the Yi family, he would definitely be able to become friends with him. Yi Fei thought to himself, then quickly replied, "Sir, please don't call me Brother Fei, Xuan Lang can't accept it."
"My work will be reassigned, so I don't need to report back to Zhongnanhai for the time being. Since the higher-ups haven't reached a consensus yet, they've simply given me leave. I'll return to the unit when I receive orders." Yi Fei's tone remained respectful. This young man wasn't an equal; it was best to treat him as an elder to avoid making a mistake.
"Then he's definitely going to get promoted." Lin Yao chuckled and leaned closer to continue, "My uncle is also in the army, the Shenyang Military Region. You should help him out in the future. I heard it's hard to get promoted without opportunities. Military merits are so hard to earn these days. I hope my uncle can become a general in the future, or even a major general. After all, I'm a major general's nephew."
“You don’t need to show off by being the nephew of a major general. You’re already impressive enough. Didn’t you see how wary Lieutenant General Hong was of your status last time?” Yi Fei thought to himself.
After arriving at West China Hospital, Lin Yao called Mr. Wen, who personally came down from the specialist building to greet him.
This was a sprightly old man, thin and clean-cut, with an ethereal air about him. His all-white hair, paired with a clean white coat, gave Lin Yao the feeling that he had encountered a cultivator. However, upon getting closer and seeing the unwavering gaze in his eyes, he put aside his initial judgment.
This is a true expert and scholar. His pursuit of academic knowledge is completely at odds with the image of someone who has renounced worldly life. The saying "learn until you die" is most fitting for him, because his gaze is so thirsty and so eager.
"Xiao Lin?" After seeing Lin Yao clearly, Old Wen instantly wiped the smile off his face, and his right arm, which was about to extend a handshake, hovered in mid-air.
This is... this is the miracle doctor who cured Lao Duan!
Old Master Wen immediately recognized that Lin Yao was the nameless miracle doctor!
Ever since witnessing how a young, miraculous doctor completely cured Duan Hanyuan's illness in just two sessions, Old Wen, who was at a bottleneck in his own profession, really wanted to meet this young man. Firstly, he wanted to learn medical skills from him, and secondly, he wanted to recruit him to West China Hospital, since there were many, many patients there who were incurable.
Having watched the surveillance footage multiple times, Mr. Wen had long since memorized Lin Yao's appearance. Now, upon seeing Lin Yao for the first time, he recognized that this young master of Minhong was the person he had been longing to meet. How could he not be excited and lose his composure?
"Grandpa Wen, I am Lin Yao." Lin Yao stood obediently in front of Grandpa Wen, slightly tilting his upper body to bow, but not very formally, because this kind of etiquette has almost disappeared from modern society, and he was afraid that doing so would make people think he was old-fashioned.
"Xiao Lin, haha, it's you, Xiao Lin!" Old Wen laughed heartily, grabbed Lin Yao's arm and pulled him towards the inpatient building, laughing as he walked. "I should have guessed it was you, Xiao Lin. This old man is so stupid. Among such young doctors in Chengdu, who else has that ability? It was my oversight."
"Grandpa Wen, what's wrong?" Lin Yao was completely confused. He felt that Grandpa Wen was behaving very strangely. He secretly released his medical energy to check, but found that the old man was very healthy and there was nothing wrong with him.
"You're the miracle doctor who cured Duan Hanyuan, right? You've really put everyone through a lot of trouble." As they approached the private elevator, Old Wen began to explain, his tone tinged with reproach. "I'd heard Youmin mention you usually wear makeup, but I never imagined you were the one I'd been looking for all along. Tell me quickly, how did you cure Duan Hanyuan's heart attack? You can even drink alcohol now, that's amazing!"
"Grandpa Wen, this..." Lin Yao carefully organized his thoughts. There was no one else in the private elevator, so he didn't have to worry about being overheard. "My maternal grandfather's family has a kind of martial art called Golden Needle Acupuncture Technique. If you are interested, I can tell you about it."
"Alright, alright, alright, I won't worry about all that. As long as you're willing to tell me, I'll learn. It must be a treasure of folk medicine. I'm already so old, I'll be shameless enough to learn this skill secretly, haha." Old Wen said his thoughts without any hesitation, without any hypocrisy.
In Mr. Wen's view, the traditional Chinese practice of hoarding one's own knowledge is not worth advocating. It will only lead to the loss of skills or their gradual decay. After all, it is the collective wisdom that enables a skill to be continuously improved and perfected. The oral transmission method can only make the skill worse and worse. After all, the quality of each generation of inheritors is uneven, and the level of understanding and teaching of the skill cannot be guaranteed.
Stepping out of the elevator and into a special care ward, Mr. Wen, who had previously been eager to learn the technology, instantly became serious and focused, inspiring respect in Lin Yao, who was standing nearby.
This is what a rigorous scholar is like. He is extremely serious whenever he enters his field, like a general going into battle, calmly and wisely facing all situations, and taking even the weakest enemy very seriously.
"Xiao Lin, come and take a look. I called you here because of this patient." Old Wen turned around and looked at Lin Yao seriously, his face without a smile, only focused. "This case is very strange. Although the patient is very fat, his blood pressure and blood lipids are not high, and there is no sudden external cause. However, he presents with severe cerebral infarction symptoms, and the result of the nerve stimulation response is severe functional degeneration."
“Youmin said your medical skills are very high, so he asked you to help me analyze this case. I think this case should be representative, and if it is studied, it can also provide valuable experience for the medical community.”
Lin Yao nodded, turned his gaze away from Old Man Wen's face and towards the hospital bed, his pupils instantly contracting.
Lying on the hospital bed was none other than Ma Yibiao!
Then there's no room for discussion. Lin Yao knows Ma Yibiao's situation better than anyone else, because Xiao Cao personally took action, and it's a basically unsolvable situation. Unless he and Xiao Cao intervene again to treat him, there may be no one in this world who can help him.
"Grandpa Wen, this..." Lin Yao hesitated for a moment, choosing the right words in his mind before finally managing to express his meaning. "I only have research experience with drugs, not clinical experience. You see, although I studied a combination of traditional Chinese medicine and clinical practice, I didn't even do an internship before graduation. I had to use connections to get that internship report."
"It doesn't matter." Old Wen waved his hand dismissively. He only cared about the person and didn't care whether the other party had a solid diploma or academic qualification. Besides, many folk TCM masters had never even been to medical school, yet they still had their own unique skills.
“You just observe, I don’t expect you to treat the patients yourself. What I need is your opinion.” Old Wen’s words were very authoritative. Lin Yao felt that the old man’s decisive and efficient style of doing things in his professional team was a leader’s style. “I have personally experienced your medicine. Although Youmin doesn’t talk about you much, I know your abilities because he is my son. No one has ever impressed him like this before.”
"Professor Wen, please help my husband get better. I'll pay any price." A woman adorned with jewels rushed over. Her bulky body, combined with the glittering metal all over her clothes, stood out so conspicuously in the brightly lit ward that it looked like a tank covered in metal ornaments charging towards her.
"This must be the expert Professor Wen invited, right? Please help my husband, I will repay you." The fat woman stretched out her thick arm to grab Lin Yao's hand, but Lin Yao dodged it by turning to the side.
Just kidding, if this woman runs into him, will he even be allowed to have dinner?
Lin Yao's face clearly showed his disgust, which puzzled Old Man Wen, who was standing to the side. According to the information he had heard from his son, Wen Youmin, this young Lin should not have behaved like this.
"Xiao Lin, this is the patient's family member, Niu Chunhua. You don't need to be afraid." Old Wen tried his best to get closer to Lin Yao and the woman, but he didn't expect that Lin Yao was not afraid at all, but disgusted.
The woman wasn't stupid. Sensing Lin Yao's attitude and hearing from the renowned Professor Wen that a top doctor would be coming today, she felt hopeful that her husband's illness might be cured. She had been suffering terribly lately. Her husband of decades had become a severe stroke patient, and the other shareholders of Chuanlong Company, sensing the opportunity, were scrambling to extract benefits, trying to drive her out of the company and seize the fruits of her and her husband's decades of hard work.
Now that she finally saw a glimmer of hope, she discovered that the doctor she had hired was not only young, but also clearly disliked her. What was she to do?
Overwhelmed with sorrow, Niu Chunhua began to sob, her trembling shoulders causing her large, fleshy body to jiggle, making her look somewhat eerie.
Lin Yao remained unmoved, only surprised that someone of Wen Lao's status would remember the patient's family member's name. Could they be acquaintances? He thought to himself that it was possible they had known each other before. After all, given Ma Yibiao's status, he frequently dealt with doctors and leaders from major hospitals across the province, and it was impossible for an authoritative expert like Wen Lao to be overlooked.
"Xiao Lin..." Old Wen's tone became somewhat angry, and his gaze towards Lin Yao was very serious.
"Grandpa Wen, let's talk in private." Lin Yao had no choice but to explain properly so that his respected elder wouldn't misunderstand.
"Professor Wen, I beg you!" The clever Niu Chunhua immediately picked up on the message, knowing that this young man who disliked her was the key to curing her husband. She immediately played the sentimental card, "Old Ma has always said that he admires Professor Wen the most. He would visit you every year during the holidays. Although you don't accept gifts, it's enough for us to express our feelings. He has never missed a visit. Now that Old Ma is like this, Professor Wen, you must cure him. I'm begging you on my knees."