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

Chapter 62 Brother Yudong, you're so good to me

"The Courtyard: My Max-Level Medical Skills Treat Beasts" - Stunning writing and a thrilling plot!

"I'm not coming, I'm not coming. I'm a little tired today, and my eyes are blurry now," the elderly man surnamed Liu said, waving his hand.

"Hey, Mr. Shui Jing is here!" At this moment, Old Master Ye saw the arrival of He Yudong and his group, and when he saw He Yudong following behind, his face immediately lit up with joy.

He Yudong was also somewhat surprised—wasn't this old man the same old man he had rescued on the way when they met him at the Great Wall that day?

"Young friend, we meet again! Hahaha!" Old Ye greeted He Yudong with a smile. "You saved this old man's life last time, and I haven't even properly thanked you yet."

"Grandpa, I didn't expect to meet you here. You look quite well and have a lot of energy." "Your health should be fine now. But you should still be careful in the future and not overwork yourself," He Yudong said.

He had saved this old man last time and received 1000 merit points, so he knew that the old man was no ordinary person and should be one of those people, at the same level as Elder Wu.

"Old Ye, who is this young man? Could he be Master Shui Jing's apprentice?" the old man surnamed Liu asked curiously.

"Old Liu, you jest. How could I, an old man, be qualified to be Comrade He's teacher?" Shui Jing waved his hand with a smile. "Comrade He's medical skills far surpass mine. I've come here today to ask him to treat your illness."

He spoke frankly and openly, without the slightest shame for claiming that He Yudong's medical skills were superior to his own. Frankly, if it weren't for his advanced age, he would have wanted to become He Yudong's apprentice and learn his exquisite medical techniques.

"What? This young man's medical skills are even better than Mr. Shui Jing's?" Old Liu was also somewhat surprised. Mr. Shui Jing was a nationally recognized master of traditional Chinese medicine, and this young man looked to be only in his early twenties.

"Mr. Shui is too kind. Please don't take it to heart," He Yudong said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Old Liu, didn't I tell you before? This young friend saved my life. Otherwise, would you still be here playing chess with me today?" Old Ye said. "The reason I had Mr. Shui Jing invite this young friend over is to have him treat your eyes."

"Really?" Old Liu looked at He Yudong and exclaimed, "Truly, heroes emerge from among the young! Old Ye is my sworn brother; since you saved his life, you are my benefactor."

"You flatter me, sir. It was just a small favor," He Yudong said, his gaze already sweeping over the elderly man surnamed Liu in front of him.

He noticed that the old man's right eye was clearly a prosthesis, and his complexion was not good; his overall appearance was much worse than that of Mr. Ye. It was immediately apparent that the old man's illness stemmed from his eyes.

The left eye appears slightly cloudy, which is clearly a sign of declining vision. If not treated promptly, there is a risk of blindness.

"Sir, is there something wrong with your left eye?" He Yudong asked.

Old Liu looked at Shui Jing and Old Ye, his meaning clear—did you two say that? The two quickly shook their heads.

He Yudong said, "Old man, you don't need to doubt it. The reason I know this is simply because I can tell from your spirit and energy. Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes observation, listening, questioning, and palpation; you can generally tell what's wrong with a person from their face."

"Oh?" Old Liu's interest was piqued. "Then quickly take a look at me and see if I have any other ailments."

He Yudong stepped forward, examined him carefully, and quickly grasped the general situation of Old Liu.

"Mr. Liu, your liver isn't doing well. It doesn't seem like a natural ailment, but rather something caused by an injury. It's probably an old injury that's been there for over twenty years. I suggest you drink less alcohol these days," He Yudong said.

"Hey! You're amazing, young man!" Old Liu exclaimed in surprise. "I was shot more than twenty years ago, my liver was injured, and it started hurting after I drank too much, but I still love it and can't give it up. I didn't expect you to be so interesting—so, can you cure my eye problem?"

"We'll need to examine him carefully before we can be sure. If the old man trusts me, then let me treat him," He Yudong said.

Even if he is confident, he will not speak definitively.

"Alright! Then I'll entrust my life to you, old man. Just focus on the treatment!" Old Liu said readily.

Neither Mr. Ye nor Mr. Shui Jing had any objections. Mr. Shui Jing was originally in charge of Mr. Liu's health consultation, and he trusted He Yudong enough to entrust this matter to him—because he himself was truly powerless to do anything about it. If He Yudong hadn't intervened, Mr. Liu's left eye would probably have gone blind sooner or later.

He Yudong immediately began to carefully examine Old Liu's eyes and take his pulse. After a thorough examination, the cause of his illness was almost completely identified.

Seeing He Yudong's serious expression, Shui Linglong's eyes revealed a hint of admiration—this man was truly outstanding.

The inspection was completed quickly, and Shui Jing hurriedly asked, "How was it, Comrade Xiao He?"

"After so many years, the meridians in Old Liu's right eye have been completely severed, and many tissues are missing. His left eye, however, is affected by the right eye; it was likely recently infected, causing damage to the meridians, which gradually spread to his left eye."

"As long as the meridian in the middle is blocked, it will no longer affect the left eye."

"Then how do we do it?" Elder Shui pressed.

"Acupuncture," He Yudong said, "to clear the blocked meridians in the left eye, followed by medication, should be fine. However, we need to keep a close eye on any infections in the right eye; I'll prescribe some medicine for the old man then."

Old Liu readily agreed after a moment's thought to let He Yudong treat the patient directly.

He Yudong took out the Nine Dragons Divine Needles—this set of needles could double the therapeutic effect, and with it, his confidence increased greatly.

Arrangements were made immediately, and acupuncture was started on Old Liu.

This acupuncture technique shocked the old man Shui Jing beyond measure. Shui Jing was naturally also proficient in acupuncture; otherwise, how could he be called a national master? However, he originally believed that his acupuncture skills were second only to the Divine Needle King of the capital.

However, when he first saw He Yudong use the Five Elements Needling Technique, he felt that He Yudong's needling skills were no less than those of the Divine Needle King. Now, witnessing He Yudong perform needling again, he was certain that He Yudong's acupuncture skills far surpassed those of the Divine Needle King!

Every move and technique was exquisite, and the technique was fluid and graceful. It's hard to imagine that such acupuncture skills could come from the hands of a twenty-year-old.

Shui Linglong's eyes sparkled—this man was simply too outstanding.

At this moment, Old Liu felt as if his eyes were in a warm hot spring, a little itchy but very comfortable, like the pain of a scab falling off after a wound has healed, which was quite magical.

Then he felt a warm sensation in his liver area—he wondered if it was just his imagination, or if He Yudong was treating his liver at the same time.

Indeed, He Yudong not only treated his eyes, but also cleared up his hidden injuries and the surrounding meridians.

The acupuncture lasted for over an hour, and He Yudong's forehead began to sweat. Shui Linglong quickly took out her handkerchief and gently wiped away his sweat. Seeing this, Shui Jing smiled with satisfaction—her granddaughter had very high standards; Comrade He was so outstanding, it would be wonderful if they could be together! Who wouldn't want such an excellent grandson-in-law?

After a while, He Yudong finally put the silver needles away one by one.

Old Liu felt as if he had slept for a very long time, and when he woke up, he felt refreshed and energetic.

When he opened his eyes, he was stunned—the scene before him was crystal clear! Before, everything seemed blurry, but now it felt incredibly comfortable.

In addition, my body felt incredibly relaxed.

"My eyes are healed?" Old Liu said incredulously. "And my body, I feel so relaxed... I feel like I could go back to the battlefield and slaughter the Japanese devils!"

Both Elder Ye and Elder Shui couldn't help but laugh upon hearing this.

He Yudong smiled and said, "Grandpa, I've just cleared the meridians in your left eye and severed the unrelated ones, so the nerves in your right eye won't affect your left eye's vision anymore. I've also treated some of your hidden injuries, but the relief you feel now is only temporary. Your injuries still require medicinal treatment. I'll prescribe another medicine for you; just take it regularly, and in a month or two, your body will be back to its peak."

"Ding—Healing a VIP has rewarded you with 500 merit points."

This time, there are only 500 merit points, but He Yudong feels that should be enough. When he treated Elder Wu and Elder Ye before, he directly saved their lives, but this time he is only treating Elder Liu's eyes.

It seems that Elder Liu's status is on par with Elder Ye's, as can be seen from the way the two of them talk.

"Good, good, young man, your name is He Yudong, right?" Old Liu said happily as he looked at He Yudong.

"Yes, sir." He Yudong smiled slightly.

"Comrade Xiao He, if you have any problems in the future, just come to me. As long as it doesn't violate any principles, I, Old Liu, will take care of it for you!" Old Liu said readily.

He Yudong smiled faintly: "Then I thank you in advance, sir."

"By the way, young comrade, I think you seem to have served in the army." Old Liu is a veteran of several decades, and just by looking at He Yudong's spirit, he knew that this young man must have served in the army.

"Yes, sir, I served in the Northwest Army for four years and only returned home at the end of last year." He Yudong didn't hide anything. For these important figures, checking his background was a matter of minutes.

"The Northwest Army? That's my old unit! Looks like we're comrades after all, hahaha! I never expected to find a miracle doctor like you in the Northwest Army. Comrade He, have you ever thought about changing units? How about this, I'll get you a referral and transfer you to the military region."

"Old man, I appreciate your kindness. We have different roles in the revolution. Although I'm currently working in the steel mill's medical clinic, I'm quite content and have no plans to transfer for the time being," He Yudong said with a faint smile.

"Yes, that's well said. Different roles in the revolution are fine. But if you change your mind, you can come find me anytime," said Old Liu.

"Old Liu, the higher-ups have approved Comrade He Yudong's appointment as a professor at the medical school, but Comrade He is still hesitant," Shui Jing said with a smile.

"Comrade Xiao He, I think you should go. You have such good medical skills; it would be wonderful if you could train more talents for the country. You know our country is still quite backward compared to other countries. Since you have the ability, you should take on more responsibility," said Old Liu.

"Yes, Comrade He, although your medical skills are excellent, you can only save a small number of people. If you pass on your medical skills, you can save many more. The country urgently needs talent now. Many patriots have come back to serve their country after learning advanced techniques abroad. So I hope you can also do more for the country," Old Ye added.

He Yudong nodded and said, "Alright, since the two elders have said so, then I agree."

He Yudong knew that the old man Shui Jing was using the two elderly people to get him to agree to become a professor at the medical school. Although he had played a little trick, the old man Shui Jing was quite lovable; at least he had a pure heart for traditional Chinese medicine.

Moreover, what the two elderly people said resonated deeply with me. The country is indeed weak right now, and perhaps I can truly do something. Since I've come into this world, I should do something meaningful.

"That's wonderful! Comrade Xiao He, if you're free tomorrow, come with me to the medical school. I'll pick you up from your factory's infirmary."

He Yudong nodded, stayed a while longer, wrote out the prescription, and gave some instructions before leaving without lingering. Old Liu had originally wanted him to stay for dinner, but He Yudong politely declined.

He received 500 merit points for treating Old Liu, bringing his total to over 1,000. However, He Yudong didn't continue with the lottery draws, deciding to leave them for later—after all, he didn't seem to lack anything right now. He wondered if it would be more exciting to do dozens of consecutive draws later.

Since it was already noon, He Yudong, Shui Jing, and Shui Linglong had a simple meal outside before returning to the infirmary.

Inside the infirmary, Ding Qiunan was taking a nap at the table. He Yudong took off his coat and carefully covered Ding Qiunan's back. Ding Qiunan woke up when she noticed the movement, and smiled when she saw He Yudong return.

"Brother Yudong, you're back."

"Okay, you should rest first, don't overwork yourself," He Yudong said.

"I'm not tired." Ding Qiunan shook her head. Seeing He Yudong return, she didn't want to sleep anymore and wanted to look at him a little longer.

"It'll be the weekend soon. What are your plans for this weekend?" He Yudong asked.

"I want to go home. It's been so long since I've been back," Ding Qiunan said.

"Okay, then I'll take you back. I don't feel comfortable letting you travel back alone," He Yudong said with a smile.

"Mmm, Brother Yudong, you're so good to me." Ding Qiunan happily gave He Yudong a kiss on the cheek.

Just then, someone was standing at the door. Ding Qiunan blushed immediately upon realizing someone had arrived. Upon closer inspection, she saw it was Yu Haitang.

Yu Haitang hadn't come to the infirmary to see He Yudong for days, and she thought Yu Haitang had given up. Unexpectedly, she came again today and witnessed this scene. However, Ding Qiunan was also quite pleased—wasn't this a perfect way to assert her dominance?

"Haitang, what brings you here?" He Yudong asked with an awkward smile.

Yu Haitang was already somewhat unhappy after witnessing what had just happened. After walking in, she said, "Why can't I come? She only went for a few days of training, and... and she even brought you a gift!"

As Yu Haitang spoke, she handed a bag to He Yudong. He Yudong opened it and saw a pair of brand-new leather shoes, which probably cost more than ten yuan in the market now. However, Yu Haitang's salary was only thirty-something yuan.

"Haitang, these leather shoes are a bit expensive, aren't they? Maybe we should forget about them; your salary isn't high either," He Yudong politely declined.

"Since you've already bought it, try it on and see if it fits. You can't return it anyway. If you don't want it, just throw it away," Yu Haitang said.

These past few days, she'd been sent by the factory to train as a broadcaster, and she'd been gone for several days straight, thinking about He Yudong every day. When she returned, she saw He Yudong and Ding Qiunan getting increasingly intimate. If things continued like this, she really wouldn't have a chance. Yu Haitang wouldn't give up.

Helpless, He Yudong had no choice but to try them on. Surprisingly, they fit perfectly—Yu Haitang had specifically measured He Yudong's shoe size when she stayed at his house before and remembered it. Moreover, He Yudong usually wore rather high-end shoes, so even though Yu Haitang's salary wasn't high, she gritted her teeth and spent nearly twenty yuan to buy these leather shoes.

There's no way around it; if you want to pursue your own happiness, you have to invest more.

"How is it? Brother Yudong, do you like it?" Yu Haitang asked with a smile, then glanced triumphantly at Ding Qiunan.

Ding Qiunan was also thinking that since Yu Dong had always been the one giving her things, she wanted to give him something in return, otherwise she would be outdone by Yu Haitang.

"Well, it's quite nice. I'm sorry you had to spend so much on Haitang." He Yudong said, thinking that he would give her a return gift later, otherwise it wouldn't be good to receive a gift for nothing.

"It's no trouble at all. As long as you like it, Brother Yudong, anything is fine," Yu Haitang said happily.

When she first arrived, she heard that Ding Qiunan was going home this weekend, so wouldn't that be a perfect opportunity for her to make plans with He Yudong? But she didn't say anything now, afraid that Ding Qiunan might change her mind and not go back. Although she was quite straightforward, she still had some of the little thoughts that girls have.

After returning from this training, her salary also increased from thirty-two yuan to forty-four yuan and fifty cents, which is two yuan and fifty cents more than Ding Qiunan's.

In a corner of the factory, two sleazy-looking men were smoking.

"Cui Dake, you said you'd let me get Yu Haitang, but she went to study for a while and is back now. What do you suggest we do now?" Yang Weimin said.

These two men were none other than Cui Dake and Yang Weimin, these two unfortunate brothers. Both of them had been punished by He Yudong before. Although Cui Dake was now a eunuch, he was still just as lecherous—he had only lost his sexual function, but his hormones hadn't disappeared, and he still craved women.

So he still wanted Ding Qiunan, and Yang Weimin wanted Yu Haitang. Both of these women liked He Yudong, so He Yudong became their common enemy, and thus they formed a united front.

"Don't worry about that. Look what this is." Cui Dake took out a packet of medicine powder directly from his pocket.

"What is this?" Yang Weimin asked.