From Under One Person: Sincere Journey Through the Heavens

There are some professions in the world that you should never easily offend.

Doctors are one of them.

Mr. Niu understood from the beginning that if one fell ill from practicing martial arts, cultivating qi, or engaging in other spiritual practices, one would need to see a doctor.

Therefore.

He focused all his energy on studying medicine, and eventually gained Huang Feihong's approval, which allowed him to return to his hometown and open a branch of Baozhitang.

"Master."

As soon as he returned to Baozhitang, Mr. Niu's disciples were already waiting outside the door.

"What are you doing standing at the door? Even if no customers come to buy medicine, you should clean the yard more." Seeing his disciple waiting outside the door, Mr. Niu felt a little embarrassed.

If someone who didn't know him saw this, they might think that he, as a master, was putting on airs, having his disciples stand guard at the door as soon as he left, so that they could greet him when he returned.

What kind of talk is that?

“Master, it’s not that I’m flattering you, but an old man and a strong man have come into the hall. They say they are old friends of yours.”

"Old friend?"

As Mr. Niu was wondering, he saw an old man and a strong man walk out of Baozhitang. The old man was hunched over and his face was full of wrinkles. The strong man was two meters tall and broad-shouldered, but he was not fat. Instead, he had muscular build.

"Master! Senior Brother!"

Unconsciously, Mr. Niu's eyes welled up with tears. He quickly pushed his disciple aside, stepped forward to help the old man, and said, "Why didn't you send a letter when you came? I would have had my disciples arrange a banquet to welcome Master and Senior Brother back."

"Haha, I was just afraid of bothering you."

The old man's voice was loud and clear. "I heard from my grand-disciples that you took your most talented disciple to propose marriage to Jishetang?"

As the saying goes: It's better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early.

Perfect timing to have a drink at a wedding!

Ha ha!"

Mr. Niu, however, looked embarrassed and glared at his disciples who were spouting nonsense, cursing, "You good-for-nothings! Instead of studying medicine properly when there are no customers, you just spout nonsense all day long!"

"Ok?"

The burly man, however, was perceptive. "Junior brother, isn't that right?"

"Senior Brother Lin, the situation... is a little difficult to talk about."

For a moment, Mr. Niu didn't know how to explain, but he didn't dare to hide it. He could only say concisely, "The main thing is that my disciple felt that he was not good enough for her. I took him to break off the engagement. During the process, we met a 'national master' who had no reputation in medicine. So I thought of asking him for guidance. Master Liu from Jishetang and Physician Duanmu came to witness the event."

"I've met Master Huang."

Doctor Duanmu bowed to the old man.

"I have long admired Huang Feihong's name. Today I am honored to finally meet him in person." Master Liu also clasped his hands in greeting and laughed heartily.

"Master Liu and Mr. Duanmu are dedicated to healing the sick and are highly skilled in medicine, which is why I admire them."

The old man was none other than Huang Feihong. Although he was much older than Doctor Duanmu and Master Liu, he was not arrogant at all. On the contrary, he praised them highly and pulled the burly man next to him, saying, "Shirong."

"My name is Lin Shirong. I greet you both." Lin Shirong bowed.

"I wonder who this person is..."

Then, Huang Feihong's gaze fell on Jiang Liu. "He looks somewhat familiar. I feel like I've seen him somewhere before?"

"Or perhaps in the newspaper."

Jiang Liu replied respectfully, “I am Jiang Liu, and I am now the president of the Confucian Association. I have long admired Master Huang’s name and have wanted to pay him a visit. I never expected to meet him today. It is truly an honor.”

"It's Chairman Jiang!"

Upon learning Jiang Liu's identity, Huang Feihong was startled and quickly stepped forward to examine him closely. He exclaimed in amazement, "When the youth are strong, the nation is strong. Mr. Jiang is truly a living embodiment of this saying. I've heard that under Chairman Jiang's protection, Yuhang is well-ordered, and everyone lives in peace and contentment. Even the Guo faction treats him with respect."

"It's not my achievement; it's just the result of working together with everyone who wants to live a good life."

Jiang Liu, however, did not take credit. He shook his head and then brought up the main business, "I came to Luoyang mainly to visit Jishetang. I happened to meet Mr. Niu, who was also there. I wanted to exchange medical skills with him. I also heard that he has several patients who need long-term treatment. I was curious and came to see what was going on."

Although Huang Feihong was old, he was not blind.

Jiang Liu and his apprentice were talking about the same thing, but the apprentice's tone was somewhat aggressive, while Chairman Jiang was more tactful and gave his apprentice a way out.

However, Wong Fei-hung also knew his disciple's personality; he was a good person with a sweet tongue, and it was likely that he had had some unpleasantness with Chairman Jiang at the Jishetang.

reason--

He will spare some attention for Duanmu Ying and Wang Zizhong.

The woman dressed in such a fashionable way must be the only daughter of the Duanmu family; and the child must be his grand-disciple. But isn't it a bit too early for them to be talking about marriage at such a young age?

For a moment, Huang Feihong's expression changed slightly.

He couldn't stop the sons of landlords and gentry from getting married so early, but it was a shame that his own apprentice, who was studying medicine with him, would want to marry a beautiful young woman with his son.

Isn't this ridiculous?

Being an upright man, Wong Fei-hung was unwilling for his disciple to make a mistake in such a matter. His smile vanished, and he demanded, "Mr. Niu, can you explain this?"

"Master!"

Upon hearing his master address him as "Sir," Mr. Niu understood that his master was angry. Ignoring the presence of outsiders, he quickly knelt down, admitted his mistake, and explained the whole story.

Upon learning what had happened, Wong Fei-hung was furious and scolded, "How could you do such a foolish thing?"

If you're worried about hindering Zizhong's talent, after passing on your medical skills to him, take him to Jishetang in person and explain the situation. Whether it works out or not, it will be clear. Why make a fuss about the annulment of the engagement?

You only made a foolish mistake because you knew Zizhong's talent and didn't want to give up on this disciple, hoping to gain the title of master of a future great master!

Fortunately, Chairman Jiang stopped you in time, otherwise you would have really had this "double happiness" and tasted the sweetness, and who knows what kind of heinous things you might have plotted in the future!

Back then, could you still be a doctor?

Now that Chairman Jiang has enlightened you, instead of thanking him, you're still holding a grudge. How foolish of you!

They're absolutely stubborn and won't see the truth!

Are you afraid of losing face? Since the establishment of Baozhitang, how many people have humiliated me? Countless! Yet I still stand strong. What do you think it's because of?

As long as we manage our own affairs well, heal the wounded and rescue the dying, and remain steadfast in this commitment, the people will naturally follow us. What is there to fear about losing face?

# Chapter 992 Dan Jin!

These heartfelt words startled Mr. Niu, who repeatedly kowtowed.

When Doctor Duanmu and Master Liu heard this, they felt somewhat ashamed, because they also cared about "face"—worried about losing face by being jilted in the engagement.

Although that's how things are in this world, and the party whose engagement is broken off will indeed lose face, they are not ordinary high-class families, but rather a family of doctors!

Doctors, instead of prioritizing "saving lives and healing the wounded," prioritize "saving face."

How ridiculous!

In terms of medical skills, this Master Huang in front of me may not be as skilled as the Duanmu family or Jishetang, but his character alone surpasses theirs.

If we were to differentiate the two based on their respective backgrounds, Huang Feihong would likely be considered a spiritual practitioner.

Although the methods of the Duanmu family and Jishetang involve Qi cultivation, strictly speaking, they cannot be considered practitioners. Despite their reputation for "saving the world," their methods of helping the world are confined to a small clinic in Luoyang, Henan.

That's a bit narrow-minded.

at the moment.

Huang Feihong's public instruction of his disciples did indeed tarnish his reputation, but for capable people, reputation is something that is easy to regain.

If his disciple doesn't come to his senses, then Huang Feihong will have to take back the name of Baozhitang.

"Master! I was wrong! I was really wrong!"

Mr. Niu wept bitterly.

"There's an old saying: 'The master leads you through the door, but the cultivation is up to you.' Perhaps it's my fault; I should have forced you to learn martial arts from the beginning. Now you're only learning medicine and a little bit of Qi cultivation techniques, which doesn't count as leading you through the door. You're cultivating on your own, and your temperament isn't as good as your senior brothers'. It's somewhat..."

Huang Feihong stopped abruptly, remembering that Dr. Duanmu and Master Liu were present. He grabbed Mr. Niu and apologized to Jiang Liu, saying, "President Jiang, my disciple is useless. Please don't take it to heart."

"Master Huang, you flatter me. I'm just accompanying Mr. Niu to treat someone."

Jiang Liu repeated the same explanation.

Seeing this, Master Huang nodded and said to Mr. Niu, "Mr. Niu, why are you making the guests stand outside? Please come in."

“Master, Master, please still call me ‘Little Ox’.” Hearing his master still call him “Sir”, Mr. Ox’s heart, which had been at ease, became anxious again, fearing that his master would not recognize him.

"Humph!"

But Huang Feihong, like a mischievous old man, snorted and mocked, "Someone as capable and learned as Chairman Jiang has never called himself 'Master.' But you, having only learned one medical skill from me, dare to call yourself 'Master.'"

"Master, it's not me calling myself that, it's what others call me..."

"You just agree with whatever other people call you?"

"..."

Mr. Niu blushed and dared not mention it again.

After all, in front of one's master, no matter what one says, it's wrong, so the only option is to keep quiet.

This Wong Fei-hung was quite a remarkable person.

Seeing how he was teaching his disciple, Duanmu Ying secretly transmitted her thoughts, "Why don't we recruit him as well?"

[He is indeed a remarkable person, but as for poaching people... he should probably retire peacefully. Master Huang's time is near. Don't be fooled by his current vigor and ability to lift Mr. Niu with one hand; his innate Qi is almost completely depleted, and he won't live more than a month.]

Jiang Liu revealed the truth.

Duanmu Ying was startled and asked, "Can't you replenish his innate Qi?"

[Yes, but in the future, will I be obligated to extend the lives of every elderly person I see who is of value but nearing the end of their life?]

Jiang Liu countered with a question.

Instantly.

Duanmu Ying remained silent.

indeed.