From Under One Person: Sincere Journey Through the Heavens

Jiang Liu, however, was not going to tolerate him and clicked his tongue, saying, "Comrade Zhang Zhiwei, your ideological awareness is not high enough! My old man is thinking about fighting, how can you think about resting?"

You expect others to support you?

Putting aside the fact that you made a fundamental mistake, as a practitioner, you should be self-reliant or make an equivalent exchange. How can you ask others for offerings?

"If you want to make offerings, that's fine too. When you gloriously sacrifice yourself one day, I'll definitely offer incense in your honor on schedule."

Zhang Zhiwei was speechless, but could only nod and joke, "Yes, yes, you're right, Chairman Jiang, I'm going to your opera troupe..."

I never imagined I'd end up as a street performer.

Perhaps, this is life?

Seeing Zhang Zhiwei suddenly become "deep," Jiang Liu was a little unaccustomed to it. Just as he was about to have a good chat with him again, he turned his head to look at the door.

Then Zhao Qian and Wang Kun led an acquaintance in.

Duanmu Ying.

"Sister Mu Ying, you're here to report for duty so soon? It hasn't even been a month yet." Jiang Liu stood up to greet her, then said to Zhang Zhiwei, "Look at her, even that girl is more aware than you."

Zhang Zhiwei: "...Who is this Miss Mu Ying from? And was she abducted by you?"

"What do you mean by 'turned away'? We're clearly like-minded!"

Jiang Liu corrected.

"Hello, Brother Zhiwei, my surname is actually Duanmu, and my given name is Ying."

Duanmu Ying had seen Zhang Zhiwei's photo in the newspaper before, so she recognized him, but she was also a little puzzled, "But why do you look like you've abandoned Taoism for Buddhism?"

Without him.

Zhang Zhiwei had just gotten a short haircut, which made him look more energetic, but he did look like a Taoist priest who had become a monk and then returned to secular life.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhiwei's mouth twitched. He realized that this Mu Ying girl seemed to be similar to Jiang Liu in personality. She looked honest, pure and lovely, but if you cut her open, she would definitely be black inside!

How did Jiang Liu put it again?

correct!

He's cunning!

"Ahem, young lady, I haven't abandoned Taoism for Buddhism. I've just joined the Gong Sect and gotten a buzz cut so it'll be easier to clean up later."

At this point, Zhang Zhiwei suddenly noticed that Jiang Liu's hair was much longer than usual, and laughed, "Compared to the past, we've turned around. I got a buzz cut, while you've started growing your hair long."

“In the past, if my hair grew long, it would get dirty if I didn’t clean it for a day, which was a real hassle. It’s better to get a buzz cut.”

Now that he has cultivated the Primordial Qi and obtained a raincoat left by the Pure Yang Dao Ancestor, he is free from all worldly dust.

Furthermore, having obtained a Buddha's hair relic in my early years, I created a celestial realm, using a glimpse of spiritual light to illuminate the points of light received by others, enabling real-time communication... However, this method is not yet perfect. I plan to further refine it soon, creating a true celestial realm to ensure that the innate Qi, soul, will, and spirit of Confucian scholars who die unnatural deaths are fully preserved, so that they may be able to live another life.”

Jiang Liu gave three reasons.

"...You're getting more and more outrageous. Can you even bring the dead back to life?"

Zhang Zhiwei exclaimed in horror, "Isn't this going against nature?"

"I am indeed thinking about methods to bring the dead back to life, but I don't know when I can actually try it out."

Jiang Liu shook his head. "As for going against nature... birth, aging, sickness, and death are inevitable, but for accidental death, we should always find a way to give it another chance, shouldn't we?"

"Forget it, even if you really create a method to bring the dead back to life, you can't just use it indiscriminately." Zhang Zhiwei was too lazy to interfere, and besides, if Jiang Liu really did create a method to bring the dead back to life someday in the future, he would have to go and consult him.

Bring back to life!

These four words sound simple, but putting them into practice is incredibly difficult. It requires not only going against the natural order but also ensuring that the resurrected person is not merely a copy with identical memories; their will, spirit, and soul must also be the same. Otherwise, ethical problems can easily arise…

Following this brief incident, Jiang Liu asked Duanmu Ying, "Sister Mu Ying, come on, I'll take you to the medical department. In the past two weeks, I've replaced all the equipment there, but the doctors aren't very familiar with how to use it yet. If you hadn't come, I was planning to have Lu Jin help organize it for a while."

During the three years of "Little Jade's Adventures", Lu Jin also made great progress in the field of medicine. If Duanmu Ying had not come, he would have been able to help the Department of Medicine establish a relatively complete system for the research of pharmaceutical ingredients.

of course.

If it involves the nine major systems of the human body, and Duanmu Ying is not coming for a long time, then Jiang Liu himself will have to organize doctors who have studied medicine abroad to establish the corresponding research system.

Leaving the Confucian Association and heading to the Department of Medicine, Duanmu Ying surveyed the surroundings and saw:

A long, horizontal stone tablet stands at the main entrance, with two lines of text on it. The top line reads "Mingxin Medical and Medical Research Association," and the bottom line reads "Dedicated to solving all diseases in the world," which is similar to an oath.

Behind the gate, there is a square with parking spaces, where cars, oxcarts, and horse-drawn carriages can all park.

Further inside, there are buildings that are about ten stories or more, categorized and forming a system.

The only problem is:

It was rather quiet and cold.

Currently, only doctors from Yuhang and the surrounding areas are willing to join. Famous doctors from other more distant areas are either conservative in their thinking and look down on the medical methods of foreigners, or there are only three or five local doctors, so even if they want to come and study, they cannot leave.

Duanmu Ying exclaimed in surprise, "I thought the furnishings would be old-fashioned, but I didn't expect them to be almost the same as those in a modern hospital."

"This is all thanks to Sister Hong. During my time studying abroad, she purchased nearly 500 acres of land by West Lake, cleared the land, and laid the foundation. In just two years, it has been built to its current scale."

Jiang Liu sighed, "We've taken out a lot of loans from the bank, and the Confucian Association is still in debt, haha!"

"Debt? How much debt?"

Duanmu Ying was curious.

"Due to departmental changes in the Confucian Association, renovations of Mingxin Academy, expansion of the Na Du Tong security department, etc., we probably owe more than ten million."

# Chapter 987 Luoyang Jishetang

"Over ten million in debt?"

Duanmu Ying was taken aback. "You still can afford to pay salaries?"

"Well, how should I put it? If you owe someone less than a thousand dollars, you'll be beaten like a grandson; if you owe someone more than ten thousand dollars, they'll be afraid you'll do something rash; but if you owe someone more than a million dollars, they'll treat you like royalty," Jiang Liu joked.

Duanmu Ying: "→_→"

"Don't look at me like that. I'll definitely have to go again in the future."

Jiang Liu just laughed it off, and then led Duanmu Ying on a tour of the entire Mingxin Medicine and Medical Research Society to familiarize her with the environment so that she could make more systematic and reasonable plans and build a complete medical system later.

After walking around for a while, Duanmu Ying felt a slight headache.

The medical association's facilities and equipment are quite complete, but the quality of the doctors is too uneven. In fact, apart from He Anxia and a few other doctors who are also practicing Qi cultivation, the rest of the doctors are all apprentices in her eyes. They can only treat a few specific diseases by relying on a dozen or so prescriptions passed down from their ancestors and a few acupuncture techniques.

Compared to those charlatans selling miracle cures on the street, only their prescriptions actually have some therapeutic effect; acupuncture does indeed alleviate symptoms.

But that's about it.

It's thanks to the medical association's categorization that these doctors would definitely be labeled as "quacks."

"I'm going to be very busy from now on."

Establish a system?

Easier said than done!

This is a complete shoddy operation!

"The capable should do more work, I have high hopes for you, Sister Mu Ying."

Jiang Liu gave a thumbs-up, offering encouragement, and then added, "Furthermore, for someone like you who wants to cure all diseases in the world—"

"This is the time for spiritual practice!"

This was not a joke, but a "training" that Jiang Liu specially arranged for Duanmu Ying, the main purpose of which was to teach her to calm down.

Indeed.

Duanmu Ying has been through a lot with him and Lu Jin, and is much more composed than the carefree and impulsive girl she used to be.

However, after being exposed to "future" medicine, his horizons broadened, and he surpassed the medical predecessors of the past in his cultivation, so he inevitably looked down on the local doctors.

Therefore.

Duanmu Ying needs further time to mature.

"Alright, alright, you're the boss, you call the shots." Duanmu Ying took a deep breath, put one hand on her hip, pointed the other to the sky, and said loudly, "I think we should turn this makeshift team into the most advanced hospital and medical association in the whole of China, no, the whole world!"

"Good! That's ambitious!"

Jiang Liu clapped.

After Duanmu Ying became acquainted with He Anxia and the others, and demonstrated her medical skills to gain their recognition and trust, Jiang Liu planned to return to the Ghost Hand Wang Cai Opera Troupe to see if Zhang Zhiwei and Gu Qian got along. However, Duanmu Ying put her arm around his shoulder and asked, "Can you do me a favor?"

"Who are we to each other?"

Jiang Liu readily agreed, but then added with a hint of helplessness, "But could you please not put your arm around my shoulder?"

It's the beginning of the 20th century now, and people's ideas are not as open as they are at the end of the 20th or the beginning of the 21st century, or even abroad.

If others saw us, they'd think we were having an affair.

"Then let others say what they want! Our Chairman Jiang is upright and has nothing to fear!" Duanmu Ying chuckled and teased.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

Jiang Liu ignored him and went straight to the point.

“The main thing is that I hope you can come to Henan with me, otherwise my parents and the older generation of Jishetang will come looking for us in a while,” Duanmu Ying explained in a low voice.

"You snuck out again?"

Jiang Liu was speechless. "I'll definitely be labeled as a 'child trafficker' and put on Jishetang's 'blacklist' in the future. Then, the successive managers of Jishetang will put up a sign at the door with the words 'Jiang Liu and dogs are not allowed to enter'."

"...You really have a knack for making connections." Duanmu Ying was speechless and asked, "Just tell me, are you going or not?"

Don't go.

What you said might actually come true.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Liu calmed down, stopped, turned his head, and met Duanmu Ying's eyes until she blushed slightly before suddenly asking, "It's not just to make me go to your hometown to explain to your master and your elders, is it?"

"Uh...you've gained insight?" Duanmu Ying's heart skipped a beat.

"No, but now that you mention it, I really want to know the specifics."

"No! That's so boring!"