Courtyard House: My max-level medical skills specialize in treating beasts.

"You two know each other?" Zhou Zhennan asked, somewhat surprised.

"Dad, didn't I tell you last time? Luo Yun and I ran into a bunch of thugs, and it was Brother He who saved me. Brother He is amazing! So many people, and they were all armed with knives, but none of them were a match for him!" Zhou Xiaobai's eyes sparkled as she recalled He Yudong's heroic figure, completely becoming a little fangirl. Lying in bed at night, whenever she thought of He Yudong's tall, straight figure and handsome face, she couldn't help but squeeze her legs together.

Seeing his daughter's expression, Zhou Zhennan was amused. He turned to He Yudong and said with a smile, "So it was you who brought this girl back last time. What a coincidence. I have to thank you, Xiao He."

"You're too kind, sir. I just happened to be passing by and encountered something like this. How could I ignore it? It's really nothing," He Yudong said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"It's nothing to you, but it's a big deal to me, Zhou Zhennan. I only have one precious daughter, how can I let her be bullied by thugs?" Zhou Zhennan said earnestly.

"In that case, if you ever need help in the future, as long as it doesn't violate principles, I, Zhou Zhennan, will do my duty without hesitation."

Xu Shuji, who was standing to the side, was shocked. The old leader had personally promised that He Yudong's future was probably going to be extraordinary.

"Commander..."

"There are no outsiders here, so please don't keep calling me 'Chief.' If you don't mind, just call me Uncle Zhou," Zhou Zhennan said.

"Alright, Uncle Zhou, let's check on your health first." He Yudong smoothly changed the subject.

"Oh dear, look at me, I almost forgot the important matter!" Zhou Zhennan laughed heartily. Zhou Xiaobai felt a sweet warmth in her heart seeing how much her father valued He Yudong. She was almost seventeen; a few years ago, she would have been married long ago at this age, and now she was old enough to date. He Yudong was practically the embodiment of her fantasy of her future partner: handsome, brave, and knowledgeable in medicine.

He Yudong only took his pulse and didn't examine the wound closely before saying, "Uncle Zhou, if I'm not mistaken, you were shot in the chest. It didn't hit your lungs, but the surgery went wrong, and you took Chinese medicine to recuperate for a while afterward, right?"

Zhou Zhennan was taken aback. Even Xu Shuji didn't know about this. How could someone diagnose it by taking a pulse? He became even more convinced of He Yudong's abilities.

"That's right. Back when we were fighting on Qiongzhou Island, I was shot in the chest. My attending physician was killed by the enemy, and the nurse who operated on me removed the bullet, but it damaged my lung. Medical conditions were poor back then, and the wound became infected. I almost didn't make it. If it weren't for an old traditional Chinese medicine doctor in Qiongzhou who treated me with herbal medicine for three months, I would have died long ago. How do you know that?"

He Yudong smiled faintly: "It can be discerned from the pulse. Scientifically speaking, the pulse on a person's wrist extends from the heart to the five internal organs. If any organ is diseased, the frequency of the pulse will be different. The human body is a complete circulatory system with complex relationships, so it must be carefully discerned."

"Can this injury be healed?" Zhou Zhennan asked.

"I can cure it. I can also cure those old wounds on your body that hurt on rainy days."

"Really?" Zhou Zhennan exclaimed in surprise.

"Uncle Zhou, please find a bed and lie down first. I'll give you acupuncture. Xiaobai, go get some hot water and soak a towel in it. We'll use it later." He Yudong didn't stand on ceremony and directly ordered the girl around.

"Okay, Brother He!" Zhou Xiaobai was overjoyed to be able to help. Xu Shuji stood by as a "spectator," occasionally showing concern to make his presence known.

He Yudong took out silver needles, disinfected them, and then used a special technique to insert them into several major acupoints on Zhou Zhennan's lung meridians. This acupuncture technique is called "Five Elements Acupuncture," passed down from Pharmacist Li. It specifically regulates the five internal organs and six bowels corresponding to the meridians and acupoints. It is a culmination of acupuncture techniques from various dynasties, but it has long been lost and is only occasionally mentioned in ancient books. If a master of traditional Chinese medicine were to see this, he would probably be astonished.

Zhou Zhennan felt a warm current coursing through his body, his lungs throbbing with a dull ache, yet it felt as satisfying as having a thorn pulled from his flesh. Zhou Xiaobai brought over hot water and a soaked towel, which He Yudong wrung out and applied to his chest.

"The silver needles must be left in for half an hour," he said.

Zhou Zhennan nodded. About five minutes later, He Yudong changed to a hot towel to promote blood circulation and relax the meridians. Zhou Xiaobai stared at his focused expression, somewhat mesmerized.

When Zhou's mother returned from grocery shopping, she learned of the situation but did not disturb them. She quietly went into the kitchen to prepare lunch, intending to have He Yudong and Xu Shuji eat at home.

He Yudong changed the towels several times, and when he saw that it was almost time, he removed the needles, disinfected them, and put the needle bag back in order.

"Uncle Zhou, how are you feeling now?"

Zhou Zhennan got up and dressed, feeling relaxed and refreshed all over. He took a deep breath and found that his lungs no longer hurt at all.

"It's amazing! Xiao He, your medical skills are superb. I've seen many famous doctors for this old ailment, including the First Hospital, the Military Hospital, and even the renowned traditional Chinese medicine master, Mr. Shui Jing, but they were all helpless. And you cured me like this?" Zhou Zhennan was extremely excited. This ailment had tormented him for many years, and he had never felt so relaxed before, as if he had become more than ten years younger.

"You're not fully recovered yet, but your lung meridians have been cleared, and you're mostly better. Next, you'll need to use traditional Chinese medicine to regulate your body. I'll prescribe a formula, and you should take the medicine on time. I'll have another acupuncture session next week, and I estimate you should be fully recovered in about two weeks."

"That's great! Xiao He, you're so young and your medical skills are already so amazing. It's a waste of your talent to be working in the factory clinic. If you're willing, I can transfer you directly to the army."

"Old Chief, you're trying to poach my talent!" Xu Shuji said with a bitter face. He had finally found a capable person under his command and wanted to bring him to treat the old chief, but now that the illness was cured, the person was going to be poached.

"Uncle Zhou, forget about joining the army. I think working in the factory is fine. We have different roles in the revolution, so it's the same no matter where we are," He Yudong said with a smile.

"Good lad, you've got a high level of awareness! If you ever change your mind, feel free to contact me."

He Yudong smiled, said nothing more, and wrote down the prescription and precautions in a small notebook before handing it to Zhou Zhennan.

Zhou Zhennan was in a good mood and insisted on having dinner with her. Zhou Xiaobai kept asking He Yudong all sorts of questions, which made Zhou Zhennan and his wife have subtle expressions. Their daughter had never acted like this towards any boy before. It seems she has really grown up.

"Brother He, your medical skills are so good, you can even cure my dad's old injuries. Can I learn medicine from you?" Zhou Xiaobai asked expectantly.

"You haven't graduated high school yet, so focus on your studies first. Decide what you want to do in the future before you decide."

"Can I come to the steel mill to see you during my vacation?" She didn't notice the looks in her parents' and Xu Shuji's eyes, and asked again.

He Yudong noticed the awkward looks in the three men's eyes and felt embarrassed. Zhou's mother quickly smoothed things over, saying, "Don't mind it, Xiao He. Xiao Bai is young and everything is new to him."

"Mom, I'm already sixteen, I'll be seventeen in six months!" Zhou Xiaobai protested, wrinkling her nose.

The others were amused by his earnestness. After the meal, He Yudong left with Xu Shuji in a car. Zhou Xiaobai clung to the car window, watching them reluctantly. Zhou Zhennan and his wife noticed this; the young man was upright, possessed excellent medical skills, impeccable character, was a veteran, and came from a respectable family. He would be a good son-in-law. It was just that their daughter was still young, and they would have to wait two years to find a partner.

"Ding! A great man has been healed. 400 merit points awarded."

He Yudong almost couldn't help but laugh. His merit points had jumped from 405 to 805 in an instant. Sure enough, the higher one's status, the more merit points one accumulates. At this rate, he could gather 900 merit points today or tomorrow and try another ten-pull. Just thinking about it made his heart race.

Xu Shuji was in a good mood. He Yudong's help had given him a lot of face in front of his old boss. This young man was a shining star with a bright future. He needed to cultivate a good relationship with him as soon as possible so that he could help out at the factory, considering it an initial investment.

"Yudong, if you're tired this afternoon, don't go to the infirmary. I'll have the driver take you home."

"No need," He Yudong waved his hand, "I didn't do anything strenuous. It wouldn't be appropriate for me to be absent if there was an emergency at the infirmary."

Xu Shuji valued him even more. He was neither arrogant nor humble, and always maintained a calm and composed attitude, a rare quality. He had the driver take He Yudong to the infirmary. Along the way, the workers who saw him couldn't help but enviously click their tongues: To be able to ride in Director Xu's car, that's quite an honor!

Liu Haizhong, the second uncle, who had just come out of the workshop for some fresh air, saw this scene and his teeth itched with envy: "I have to find this kid tonight and have him talk to Xu Shuji about the deputy workshop foreman position being mine!"

As soon as He Yudong arrived at the infirmary door, Ding Qiunan's angry shouts rang out from inside: "What are you pretending to be sick for? Don't waste your time here!"

"Dr. Ding, my chest really hurts. I haven't seen you all day, and I feel terrible all over." The male voice was sticky and mushy.

"If you keep acting like a hooligan, I'll call security!" Ding Qiunan's face turned red with anger. This man looked lewd, and his lewd eyes kept glancing at her, making her feel disgusted.

He Yudong strode in. Ding Qiunan's face lit up when she saw him return. She grabbed his arm and glared at the man warily: "Brother He, this guy's here to cause trouble. He's not sick, he's just hanging around!"

He Yudong glared at the man: "Which department are you from? Daring to cause trouble in the infirmary?"

"Director He, I'm Cui Dake from the machine repair shop's canteen. I'm really here for a medical checkup!"

Cui Dake? He Yudong sized him up. In the original story, this guy used despicable means to take advantage of Ding Qiunan, causing her considerable harm. He narrowed his eyes and suddenly smiled: "Since you're here for a medical checkup, shall I take a look at you?"

"No need, no need, I'm suddenly fine, I'll go first." Cui Dake felt awkward staying any longer and turned to slip away.

"Are you sure you're not sick?" He Yudong sneered.

"You're really not sick!"

"I think you're terminally ill." He Yudong pointed to his side. "Take a deep breath and press about an inch below your left rib, right here."

Rumors had long circulated in the factory that He Yudong was a miracle doctor, and Cui Da, suspicious and doubtful, followed suit. "Ah!" he screamed, frozen to the ground, unable to move.

"Brother He, what's wrong with him?" Ding Qiunan panicked.

"Director He, what's wrong with me? It hurts so much!" Cui Dake was trembling with pain.

He Yudong looked at you with sympathy: "In traditional Chinese medicine, your illness is called 'blood deficiency.' It's usually undetectable, but once it flares up, there's no cure. Luckily, you met me."

"Can you cure me? I'll do anything for you!" Cui Dake said, his voice trembling with tears.

"I'll try my best to clear the blood and qi. It might hurt a little." He Yudong took out silver needles and inserted them without sterilizing them. The first few needles severed his kidney meridians. He estimated that after a week, this guy would be completely unable to get an erection, becoming a living eunuch, but it wouldn't affect his health. He wouldn't be lenient with this kind of beast.

Then he needled Cui Dake's most painful acupoints, causing screams to erupt in the infirmary, which horrified passing workers. After more than ten minutes of pain, He Yudong finally relieved the blockage in Cui's blood and qi.

"Director He, is it all done?" Cui Dake asked, crying.

"Okay, get up and try."

Cui Dake stood up, feeling relaxed all over. Although he was in a lot of pain, he felt it was worth it.

"Director He, am I really better?"

"Okay, don't overwork yourself in the future, it's easy to relapse. Go back now." He Yudong pretended to be a benevolent doctor, and Cui Daxin believed him. "My great benefactor, if you ever need my help, just say the word!"

"Doctors have the heart of parents; it's what we should do." He Yudong waved his hand. "How about I write you a sick leave certificate and let you take a day off?"

"No need, Director He, thank you, I'll be going now." Cui Dake didn't want to stay in the infirmary for a second longer, so he turned and slipped out.

No sooner had he left than Ding Qiunan couldn't help but tug at He Yudong's sleeve: "Brother He, you just said he was terminally ill, is that true? I examined him before, but I couldn't find anything wrong with him!"

He Yudong smiled faintly: "You're right, he's not sick."

"Then why did he suddenly become unable to move?"

"This involves meridians and acupoints. The area around the waist and abdomen belongs to the Triple Burner meridian, which is the center for the transport of Qi and blood. When Cui Dake pressed there, the Qi and blood were blocked, so naturally he couldn't move. As for acupuncture later? It's just to teach him a lesson."

"Pfft," Ding Qiunan laughed, her eyes curving into crescents. "Brother He, you're so mean!" Thinking of Cui Dake's pig-like screams just now, which were actually "punished" by He Yudong, she felt a sweet warmth in her heart. This lesson was well-deserved!

"If you don't teach this kind of person a lesson, he'll never know his place," He Yudong said casually.

"Hmm... poor him, he was screaming all over from all the needles you gave him, and he even thanked you in the end." Ding Qiunan tilted her head. "Brother He, could you teach me Traditional Chinese Medicine? Your medical skills are amazing!"

"If you want to learn, I'll find you some basic medical books later. You can ask me if you have any questions."

"That's great! Thank you, Brother He!" Ding Qiunan's eyes shone like stars.

……

"Ding, one evildoer has been punished, and 200 merit points have been awarded."

He Yudong almost shouted out loud, "Just for those few needle pricks, turning Cui Dake into a 'living eunuch,' you only give 200 points? How wicked must Cui Dake be?"

He thought to himself: In a week, Cui Dake will be completely ruined. His kidney meridians have been severed, and that thing will be unusable, only able to urinate. Xu Damao can at least still "use" it, but Cui Dake is in a worse state than him.

His merit points have now increased to 1005, enough for a ten-pull. He thought to himself, "System, ten-pull."

"Ding, 10-pull activated..."

"Ding! Congratulations, host, you have been selected as a master of musical instruments (all musical instruments from ancient and modern times, both Chinese and foreign)."

"Ding! Congratulations, host, you have drawn the skill of mastering chess (Chinese chess, Go, etc.)."

"Ding! Congratulations, host, you have drawn the skill of mastering painting (both Chinese and Western painting styles)."

"Ding! Congratulations, host, you have been selected as a master of calligraphy (including the teachings of masters such as Wang Xizhi, Ouyang Xun, Yan Zhenqing, and Emperor Huizong of Song)."

He Yudong was stunned. This time, he was given mastery of all four arts: music, chess, calligraphy, and painting? The system wanted him to develop in all aspects!

The wheel is still spinning.

"Ding! Congratulations, host, you have won the Complete Collection of Herb Seeds."

He was overjoyed; this was exactly what he needed! The herb garden in the small world was still empty, and now it could be filled.

"Ding! Congratulations, host, you have drawn a pair of brewing monkeys."

"A brewing monkey? What's that?"

"The monkeys that can brew monkey wine can use a variety of fruits to make fine wine," the system explained.

"Ding! Congratulations, host, you have won a Hundred Fruit Garden."

"Ding! Congratulations, host, you have won the Complete Collection of Fruit Seeds."

He Yudong was delighted. He had just been worried about not having enough fruit to use for brewing wine for monkeys, and these two rewards came at just the right time, as if they had been arranged beforehand!

The last two spins were even slower, and he felt a strong urge to try it.

"Ding! Congratulations, host, you have won ten tons of fragrant rice."

"Ding! Congratulations, host, you have drawn the Qin Dynasty Butcher's Knife Technique."

Ten tons of fragrant rice, ten catties for 10 merit points in the mall, saving a hundred merit points this time. The key is that knife skill, it's not just the ability to cut vegetables, it's profound martial arts! Every dish created is a move, the potential is boundless.

He Yudong used the excuse of going to the toilet to sneak into a secluded corner and enter his little world.

With a thought, the seeds of all herbs automatically fell to the ground in the herb garden, arranged neatly according to their type; the seeds of all fruits also took root in the orchard, with at least ten of each type of fruit tree. Time flowed so fast in this small world that it was visible to the naked eye; the seeds sprouted as soon as they were planted, and soon they grew branches and leaves, dazzlingly green.

Two monkeys, known for their winemaking skills, hopped into the wooden house in the orchard and squatted on the threshold, munching on wild fruits. Once the fruits were ripe, they could start brewing monkey wine with spring water, which would surely be incredibly fragrant.

The little world has gained another storage room, now there are two: one for storing pork belly, and the other for storing the ten tons of fragrant rice that just arrived. The hens in the chicken coop have laid two clutches of eggs and are currently incubating the chicks in the straw nest; several more will be added in less than half a month.

After leaving the small world, He Yudong patted the corner of his clothes and slowly walked towards the infirmary. This trip was worthwhile; he would be busy with work from now on.

"Yang Weimin, aren't you annoying? How many times have I told you I don't like you? Can you please stop bothering me?"

"Haitang, we grew up together. You know I truly love you. Your parents have given their approval, and my uncle is Deputy Factory Director Li. I'm the one who calls the shots at this steel mill. Do you think you'll lose out by working for me?"

"I'll make my own decisions!" Yu Haitang frowned and tossed her head. "My parents agreed to let them marry you, but I have no such intention. Just looking at you annoys me!" Her heart was already set on He Yudong; how could she possibly be interested in Yang Weimin? So what if his family was well-off? Was he as handsome as Yudong? As talented as Yudong? Compared to He Yudong, Yang Weimin was nothing. As the old saying goes, "Once you've seen the ocean, you can't be satisfied with a river." Having seen He Yudong's "ocean," how could she possibly be interested in Yang Weimin's "stinking ditch"? Without comparison, there's no harm done—that saying is absolutely true.

He Yudong had only walked halfway when he heard the two arguing. Just then, Yu Haitang finished arguing with Yang Weimin, looked up and saw him, her eyes lighting up. She immediately ran over: "Brother Yudong, I was just about to go to the infirmary to find you!"

"Is something the matter?" He Yudong stopped in his tracks.

"Can't I come see you if there's nothing wrong?" Yu Haitang's eyes crinkled with laughter, her voice soft and gentle. "The radio station isn't busy lately, so I thought I'd come and see you."

Yang Weimin's face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot. The woman he cherished was gazing affectionately at another man—how could he tolerate this? He pointed at He Yudong and roared, "Haitang, who is this pretty boy?"

"Mind your own business!" Yu Haitang grabbed He Yudong's arm. "Brother Yudong, let's go, ignore him!"

"Don't you dare leave!" Yang Weimin blocked their way. "Let's get this straight, kid, Haitang is my woman. Stay away from her, or don't blame me for being impolite!"

"Yang Weimin, what nonsense are you spouting?" Yu Haitang's face flushed red with anxiety. "Who's your woman? Brother Yudong, don't listen to his lies, I don't know him!"

He Yudong smiled faintly and looked at Yang Weimin: "Who I'm close to is none of your business. Do you live by the sea? Why are you being so nosy?"

"You!" Yang Weimin roared, clenching his fists as he charged forward.

With a muffled thud, He Yudong kicked Yang Weimin in the stomach, sending him flying backward and crashing to the ground with a scream. He Yudong hadn't used his full strength; it hurt but wasn't seriously injured. If he had really put in the force, one kick could have killed him. Yang Weimin was 1.8 meters tall and looked strong, but his muscles were loose and flabby, clearly indicating he hadn't exercised.

"You dare hit me?" Yang Weimin clutched his stomach as he scrambled to his feet, shouting menacingly, "My uncle is Deputy Factory Director Li! You're dead!"

"What does Deputy Factory Director Li have to do with me?" He Yudong raised an eyebrow. "Just don't mess with me."

[Ding! A slacker has been taught a lesson. 5 merit points awarded.]

As soon as the system notification sounded, He Yudong was secretly pleased. It turned out that teaching this kind of scum a lesson could earn him merit. That was great.

"You just wait, kid!" Yang Weimin said threateningly, and then ran away.

"Brother Yudong, are you alright?" Yu Haitang quickly came over, her eyes full of worry. Even though she saw that He Yudong was alright and had even kicked Yang Weimin, she still wanted to show her concern.

"It's alright." He Yudong smiled. "But you, don't be afraid of his retaliation. I've survived the battlefield, why would I be afraid of a few thugs?" He said, walking towards the infirmary, and Yu Haitang quickly followed.

In the infirmary, Ding Qiunan saw Yu Haitang with He Yudong, and her face immediately fell. This woman was clearly a broadcaster, but she ran to the infirmary every day. Her real intention was not what she thought; she was obviously trying to steal her man!

She couldn't help but ask, "Comrade Yu Haitang, why aren't you at the broadcasting station? What are you doing in our infirmary? Don't you have any work to do?"

"I...I can't I see Brother Yudong for treatment?" Yu Haitang asked defiantly, looking up.

"I'll take a look for you," Ding Qiunan said, standing with her arms crossed.

"No need." Yu Haitang immediately turned to He Yudong, her eyes filled with grievance. "Brother Yudong, I believe in your medical skills. I haven't been able to sleep well at night lately, and I have dark circles under my eyes. It looks terrible."

He Yudong's lips twitched. Where were the dark circles under his eyes? But he didn't call him out on it, only saying, "There's nothing wrong with my health, I just need to rest more."

"See? Brother He said you're fine now." Ding Qiunan took the opportunity to push Yu Haitang, "Hurry back, don't let the boss scold you."

The more Ding Qiunan urged her, the more smug Yu Haitang became, and she simply stayed in the infirmary and refused to leave.

"Brother He, why don't you come to my house for dinner tonight?" Ding Qiunan suddenly asked. "There are still a lot of fish left from the last time we caught them. I'd like to eat your braised fish."

"Sure." He Yudong's eyes lit up. He had just learned the "Butcher's Knife Technique" and was eager to try it out. "I recently learned a new cooking method, so this is a good opportunity to practice."

"Huh? Yu Dong, when did you go fishing? Why didn't you call me?" Yu Haitang immediately came over, her voice a little anxious. "I love fishing! Can I come with you next time?" She paused, then quickly asked, "Are you making braised fish tonight? Can I come?"

A pang of jealousy welled up inside her. She was the one who met He Yudong first, yet he and Ding Qiunan secretly went fishing—wasn't that a date? But being close to him gave Ding Qiunan an advantage; she was with He Yudong every day, so her chances were definitely greater. She bit her lip, secretly resolving: she had to start with He Yudong, using a "rural-to-urban" strategy!

"Ask Qiu Nan, after all, it's done at her place." He Yudong smiled as he looked at Ding Qiu Nan.

"Dr. Ding... Sister Qiu Nan..." Yu Haitang immediately put on a pitiful expression, her eyes welling up with tears, "Please let me go..."

Ding Qiunan initially wanted to refuse, but seeing her appearance, her heart softened, and she ultimately didn't say "no."