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

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The Liu brothers waited patiently at the corner of the alley for more than two hours, but they couldn't even catch a glimpse of He Yudong.

"Guangtian, that kid wouldn't have already gone back, would he?" Liu Guangfu's legs were numb from squatting, and he couldn't help but ask.

"No way, there's only one road from the factory back to the courtyard house. How could he fly?" Liu Guangtian scratched his head. "Brother, take a look over at the other side of the factory."

Liu Guangfu responded and jogged towards the steel rolling mill.

Upon arriving at the factory gate, he approached the gatekeeper and asked, "Excuse me, sir, have you seen Director He?"

The old man sized him up, noticing the man's shifty eyes and suspicious demeanor, and immediately became wary: "Who are you? What do you want with Director He?"

"I work in the same hospital as Director He. I needed to talk to him about something, but he hasn't come back to the hospital yet, so I just came to ask." Liu Guangfu said with a smile.

The old man's expression softened slightly upon hearing this. He Yudong was a close friend of his, despite their age difference; it was Director He who had cured his old leg pain from crossing the grasslands. If anyone tried to harm Director He, he would be the first to object.

Since they're from the same department, it's probably nothing.

"Director He rode off on his bike as soon as he got off work. He might not be back for a while," the old man mumbled. He had actually seen He Yudong leave with Ding Qiunan, chatting and laughing. The young couple were probably on a date, but he wouldn't say that to anyone.

"Alright, thank you, sir." Liu Guangfu turned around and muttered, "That damn He Yudong..."

"What did you say?" the old man asked, his ears perked up.

"N-nothing!" Liu Guangfu said guiltily and quickly slipped away.

The old man knew perfectly well: this kid was definitely up to no good. He'd have to give Director He a heads-up when he saw him later.

He Yudong and Ding Qiunan had already arrived at the clinic's courtyard. The two cooked some of their favorite dishes, chatting and laughing, cuddling until late into the night. Because they had to go to the countryside for a free clinic early the next day, they didn't dare stay out too late and went to bed before midnight.

As dawn broke, the two packed their medical kits, ate a quick breakfast, and headed to the station.

A crowd had already gathered at the station. Ding Qiunan carried a medicine kit, and He Yudong carried luggage. As soon as they stopped, a middle-aged woman approached and asked, "Are you also going to provide free medical services?"

"Yes, this is your work ID." He Yudong handed it over.

Upon seeing that it was the steel mill's clinic, the woman's face immediately showed a hint of disdain—how could a factory doctor compare to a doctor in a big hospital? She casually pointed and said, "Register over there, then get on the bus."

He Yudong didn't mind and took Ding Qiunan to the registration office.

A middle-aged man wearing glasses and looking like a government official lit up as soon as he saw Ding Qiunan. He walked over with a smile and extended his hand, asking, "Which hospital is this doctor from?"

Ding Qiunan subconsciously moved closer to He Yudong, but did not take his hand.

"We are from the medical clinic of Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill," He Yudong said, blocking the way.

"Oh, the factory doctor." The man's expression turned indifferent. He glanced at He Yudong, feeling inexplicably annoyed—especially seeing Ding Qiunan next to this kid, which made him even more irritated.

"This free clinic is a key task from our superiors, and not just anyone can participate," the man said, his gaze lingering on Ding Qiunan.

"Our factory manager has already submitted the list, so why can't we go?" He Yudong frowned.

"I'm Liu Dafu, the person in charge of this free clinic. If I say I can't go, then I can't go." Liu Dafu puffed out his belly. "The mission is important, and there's no room for carelessness. What could a factory doctor like you possibly know?"

"Such an arrogant official attitude," He Yudong sneered.

"I am now formally informing you: you cannot go. This female comrade may go." Liu Dafu looked at Ding Qiunan, his tone softening slightly, "This is a rare opportunity to earn merit."

"If Brother Yudong isn't going, I won't go either." Ding Qiunan grabbed He Yudong's hand and turned to leave.

Liu Dafu was stunned and before he could react, the crowd suddenly stirred.

"It's Mr. Shui Jing! He's here for free medical consultations too?"

He Yudong looked up and saw an elderly man with white hair getting off a military vehicle, accompanied by a girl of about seventeen or eighteen years old, whose appearance was delicate and pretty, no less so than Ding Qiunan's. Everyone rushed to greet him—this man was a leading figure in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, often taking the pulse of leaders, and held a highly respected position.

Liu Dafu immediately put on a fawning expression and jogged over.

He Yudong and Ding Qiunan had no intention of joining in the fun. In He Yudong's view, there might be others in the world whose medical skills were close to his, but none could surpass him; Ding Qiunan came from a family of doctors, but she only recognized He Yudong's medical skills as the best. Faced with such difficulties, they simply decided they didn't want to stay any longer and would rather go home and enjoy their freedom.

The driver of the military vehicle was about to leave when he suddenly caught sight of He Yudong. His eyes lit up, and he quickly chased after him.

"Please wait! Are you the miracle doctor He?" The soldier rushed up to the two of them.

He Yudong felt that he looked familiar, but couldn't remember him for a moment.

"You forgot? You saved our old commander at the Great Wall, and I even saw your work ID!" the soldier exclaimed excitedly. "What a coincidence to run into you here! Where are you headed?"

"So it was you." He Yudong remembered; it was Xiao Zhang, the bodyguard of that important figure.

"The threshold here is too high. They said we weren't qualified to provide free medical consultations, so we had to go back," He Yudong said with a smile.

"What? With your medical skills, who dares to say you're not qualified!" Xiao Zhang immediately flew into a rage. Doctor He was the leader's savior; how could he allow someone to bully him like this? He saw Mr. Shui Jing and quickly waved, "Dr. He, please come with me. Mr. Shui Jing has been wanting to see you for a long time!"

Yesterday, when Mr. Shui Jing gave the leader a follow-up examination, he specifically mentioned He Yudong, saying that he wanted to get to know this young miracle doctor.

He Yudong was somewhat surprised. He had no connection with this old gentleman. Why did he want to see him?

"Mr. Shui Jing!" Xiao Zhang called out in that direction.

Mr. Shui Jing looked up at the sound and saw Xiao Zhang standing with two young men, so he walked over. Liu Dafu followed closely behind, and seeing He Yudong still there, he immediately became angry: "Why haven't you left yet, you brat? What are you doing here?"

He Yudong frowned. This fatso, he hadn't done anything to him, yet he always seemed to have a problem with him. And look at those shifty eyes of his, constantly glancing at Ding Qiunan—He Yudong knew perfectly well what kind of filthy thoughts this guy was harboring.

"Am I in your way by standing here? Is this your home?" He Yudong replied indifferently.

"How dare you speak to me like that?" Liu Dafu puffed out his belly. "We're on a mission to provide free medical care. Unauthorized personnel, please leave..."

The bodyguard, Xiao Zhang, couldn't stand it anymore. He Yudong was someone who had even saved Elder Ye and Elder Wu; how dare this fat man speak to him like that?

"Who are you? How dare you talk to Dr. He like that!" Xiao Zhang stepped forward, his tone filled with anger.

"Xiao Zhang, what's going on?" At this moment, Mr. Shui Jing walked over.

"Mr. Shui Jing, you've come at the perfect time!" Xiao Zhang quickly introduced, "This is Dr. He Yudong, the one you've been wanting to see. I didn't expect to run into him here."

Mr. Shui Jing's eyes lit up, then he showed surprise—this Doctor He was too young. He had seen the two prescriptions; the person who wrote them was definitely a master, but he hadn't expected them to be a young man.

"You must be Comrade He Yudong?" Shui Jing asked excitedly, extending her hand.

Although He Yudong didn't recognize the other person, he still politely shook hands: "Hello, sir, I'm He Yudong. Do you know me?"

"I know you, I know you! Although we've never met, I've read those two prescriptions you wrote over and over again. You're truly... a promising young man!" Shui Jing exclaimed. "I am ashamed of my own inferiority."

"Two prescriptions?" He Yudong asked, somewhat puzzled. According to what Xiao Zhang had said before, there should only be one prescription for Elder Ye.

Shui Jing quickly recounted what had happened to Old Wu, and He Yudong finally understood. Liu Dafu, who was standing to the side, felt uneasy—Shui Jing's attitude towards this young man was so respectful; he feared he had bitten off more than he could chew.

He Yudong didn't think much about the rescue; what impressed him most was the two thousand merit points.

"I was planning to visit you, but I didn't expect to run into you here. What a coincidence!" Shui Jing said with a smile. "Dr. He, are you here for the free clinic as well?"

He Yudong smiled, glancing at Liu Dafu, whose eyes were darting around. "Looking for something to read? Check out these novel recommendations for 'Infinite Heavens'!" he said to Shui Jing. "What qualifications do I have to participate in any free clinic? Your standards are too high; I can't reach them. Qiu Nan, let's go."

"Okay." Ding Qiunan nodded and was about to leave with He Yudong.

Shui Jing sensed the dissatisfaction in his words and quickly stopped him, saying, "Dr. He, please wait! What's going on?"

Before He Yudong could speak, Liu Dafu interrupted with a forced smile, "It's a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding! Dr. He, it was my mistake just now. Since you signed up to come here for the free clinic, how can you leave?"

He Yudong stared at him coldly, without saying a word.

Shui Jing's face darkened, and she turned to Liu Dafu: "Director Liu, you're really putting on airs! The power your superiors gave you, is it for you to flaunt?"

Liu Dafu trembled in fright: "Dr. Shui, it was my mistake... Dr. He, I was blind to your greatness, please forgive me..."

He Yudong glanced at him with disgust. Are all those names with "Da" in them bad? Xu Damao, Cui Dake, and now Liu Dafu. They're all cowardly opportunists who bully the weak and fear the strong.

"Hmph! If this mission weren't so urgent, I would have kicked you out immediately!" Shui Jing suppressed his anger—the coordination of the free clinic still depended on Liu Dafu. He turned to He Yudong and said sincerely, "Dr. He, the symptoms of the epidemic in Fuze Township are unclear this time, and I sincerely hope you can come with me. Please do me a favor."

"Yes, Dr. He, don't stoop to the level of such a petty person." Xiao Zhang spoke bluntly, not giving Liu Dafu any face at all.

Liu Dafu's face turned pale, but he dared not utter a sound. Shui Jing held a high position in the medical field; a single word from him could send him packing.

Seeing Shui Jing's sincere attitude, He Yudong finally nodded: "Okay, then I'll go take a look. It'll also be a good opportunity to see what this 'unexplained symptom' is all about."

"That's wonderful!" Shui Jing exclaimed happily. Although he had not personally witnessed He Yudong's medical skills, he believed from the prescription and the young man's composed demeanor that this boy was definitely not simple.

"Grandpa, is he the highly skilled doctor you mentioned?" a clear voice rang out. A girl of about seventeen or eighteen walked over, her bright eyes scrutinizing He Yudong—besides being handsome and having a good temperament, he didn't seem to have anything particularly special about him. But... he was indeed quite handsome.

Seeing that the girl's appearance was no less than Ding Qiunan's, He Yudong guessed that she was Shui Jing's granddaughter.

"Comrade Xiao He, please don't take offense. This is my granddaughter, Shui Linglong," Shui Jing introduced with a smile.

"Hello, my name is Shui Linglong." The girl extended her hand, her eyes sparkling. "Are your medical skills really that amazing? Could you demonstrate?"

Shui Linglong was taken aback, feeling indignant. She'd been praised as a genius in traditional Chinese medicine since childhood and was her grandfather's darling; she'd never encountered such coldness before. She immediately pouted, "Hmph, what's so great about you… I'll see what you're capable of."

He Yudong, too lazy to argue with the little girl, turned to Shui Jing: "It's getting late, shouldn't we be setting off?"

"You..." Shui Linglong stomped her foot in anger when she saw that he was completely ignoring her.

Shui Jing smiled and smoothed things over, saying, "Everyone's here, let's get on the bus."

Shui Linglong secretly pursed her lips, secretly determined: when we get to Fuze Township, I'll definitely compare myself to He Yudong and see if he's really as amazing as Grandpa praised him to be.

He Yudong and Ding Qiunan got into the car with Shui Jing. The staff specially arranged for them to sit in the front row, right next to Shui Jing and his grandson—people valued by the leaders naturally received different treatment. Although the atmosphere was positive these days, there were still people like Liu Dafu who were good at flattering others.

Liu Dafu was glancing sideways at He Yudong, feeling both sour and resentful: What makes this kid so special? Mr. Shui Jing values ​​him, and he even has a beautiful young woman by his side... He's used to taking advantage of his position to touch women inappropriately, and now that he's seen Ding Qiunan, his lewd thoughts have resurfaced.

He Yudong happened to look up and his gaze swept over him. Liu Dafu's face instantly plastered with a fawning smile, but He Yudong had already clearly seen the resentment in his eyes just now.

He Yudong sneered inwardly: This old bastard had better behave himself. If he dared to come running at the wrong time, he wouldn't mind taking care of him—he didn't look like a good person, and punishing him might even earn him some good karma.

I still have eight bad luck charms left, and I'm worried about what to do with them.

"Comrade Xiao He," Shui Jing suddenly spoke up, "there are a few ingredients in the prescription you gave Old Wu that I've never quite figured out..."

He asked about several ingenious aspects of He Yudong's prescription, knowing that it was extremely effective but not understanding the underlying principles.

He Yudong was slightly surprised—these questions were all basic in his eyes. Could it be that this old gentleman was trying to test him? His youthful competitive spirit kicked in, and he calmly answered:

"Those herbs mainly act on the meridians around the bladder, playing a supporting role. Among them, horsetail grass can neutralize the properties of the other herbs, minimizing side effects. The slight residual effect is nothing more than a sneeze from a cold, which will be eliminated through the body's metabolism."

He not only answered, but also explained the mechanisms one by one.

Shui Jing was increasingly astonished as he listened. He was not testing him, but genuinely seeking guidance. After He Yudong's guidance, he suddenly understood, and many of his previous obstacles were instantly cleared up.

"Wonderful! So this is how prescriptions can be formulated... Comrade He's understanding of Yin and Yang and the Five Elements has reached such a level that I am ashamed of my own inferiority," Shui Jing exclaimed.

He Yudong was taken aback: "Isn't this the foundation of traditional Chinese medicine? It's clearly written in Li Shizhen's 'Study of the Eight Extraordinary Meridians'."

"This..." Shui Jing's face flushed. He had naturally read the book, but his understanding was far less profound than He Yudong's. He had thought his medical skills were already at the level of a national master, but now he realized that he was merely looking at the sky from the bottom of a well.

Traditional Chinese medicine is as vast as the ocean; what he has learned is but a drop in the ocean.

But the old man was indeed humble, a true healer, and he pulled He Yudong aside to discuss many medical principles. He Yudong answered fluently, and Shui Jing was both surprised and delighted: This young man is truly a blessing for traditional Chinese medicine and a great blessing for the country!

He Yudong simply assumed the old gentleman was testing a younger generation and didn't think much of it, secretly assuming that this national champion's skill level must be quite good.

Shui Linglong, standing to the side, was secretly astonished. She had never heard of many of the theories, and her grandfather was often speechless. How could He Yudong, who looked to be only around twenty years old, know so much? She wanted to interject, but found that she couldn't keep up at all—like a primary school student listening to a university student lecturing.

The journey took five or six hours, a bumpy one, and they finally arrived in Fuze Township around 1 p.m. Shui Jing chatted with He Yudong the whole way, showing no signs of fatigue, and even complained that the time was too short.

He Yudong was impressed by the old man's enthusiasm. After their conversation, he realized that Shui Jing's medical skills were indeed extraordinary, but the old man seemed to be quite unaware of many things that he considered common sense—how could someone of such skill become a national expert?

Unbeknownst to him, much of the traditional Chinese medicine tradition has been lost, and Shui Jing is already a top expert in the field. However, He Yudong carries the legacy of two major medical schools, with a 70% integration rate, so his vision is naturally broader.

When Shui Linglong looked at He Yudong again, her eyes were different. She had thought he was just good-looking, but she hadn't expected him to be so skilled. Although she had only seen his theories, he could explain them so thoroughly, so his practical skills must be quite good as well.

Once a young woman's curiosity is aroused, her thoughts can become quite subtle.

The car came to a stop in front of the township clinic. Local officials were already waiting—they dared not neglect a medical team from Beijing.

After lunch and a short rest, everyone prepared to get to work. Knowing beforehand that there was a group of special patients, He Yudong was confident. Sure enough, just past noon, a dozen or so people had gathered at the entrance of the clinic, all supported by family members.

"Dr. Shui, we've been examining these patients for several days. Some have fever, chills, night sweats, and weakness... At first, we suspected it was the plague, but there was no evidence of contagion. Now the number is increasing. You are an expert from the capital, please help us!"

Shui Jing's expression was grave. It was definitely not a plague, otherwise it would have spread long ago. There had been no deaths so far, but most of the patients were in critical condition and could only be kept alive by intravenous drips.

He Yudong had already walked to the side of a patient, and judging from his expression, he had already made a judgment.

"Brother Yudong, what kind of illness is this?" Ding Qiunan asked softly.

"We need to examine it more closely," He Yudong leaned down and asked the patient, "When did it start?"

"Yesterday... I felt cold all over." The patient was still shivering despite being wrapped in thick clothes.

Have you experienced headaches, dizziness, weakness in your limbs, or intermittent fever before?

"Yes, yes! I thought it was just a cold, so I didn't pay attention. Doctor, what kind of illness do I have? Will I die? There are several other people with the same illness lying in the clinic..." The patient's voice was panicked.