Chapter 115: Tempering

  Wei Jun nodded after listening to Xiao Yu's words, and drove the car to continue rushing towards Guwan City. When they arrived at Guwan City, the glass at the corner of Guwan City had undergone a huge change. The glass was gone, and renovations were underway at the entrance. A classical-style doorway with a hint of northern flavor had already taken shape.

  Xiao Yu and his companions walked into the house through the decorated entrance. The entire room was a long rectangle, about 70 square meters in size. The ceiling had been renovated, and simple decorations were being carried out inside. Once the renovation is complete, they can move their things over and start business.

  Inside, there was a small room of over ten square meters used as a resting room. Xiao Yu and Wei Jun walked to the door, just as Fang Yuan came out from inside. Seeing Xiao Yu and Wei Jun, his face immediately filled with smiles, saying: "Xiao brother, Jun Shao, you've arrived! Take a look, is it satisfactory?"

  Xiao Yu nodded while looking and said: "Thank you, Director Fang. I'm very satisfied, but Director Fang, let me say this first, the rent will be paid at market price!"

  "Haha, I knew you'd be like this, don't worry! This is the company's business, we won't shortchange your money!" Fang Yuan said with a smile.

  Xiao Yu nodded, thinking to himself that it wasn't about being hypocritical, but rather he knew that the hardest debt to repay was one of human relationships. Moreover, in the grand scheme of things, there were still causes and effects at play. If he accumulated too many debts of human relationships, how would he repay them in the future? Of course, if there were transactions between two people, that would be a different story altogether.

  Xiao Yu finished looking at the house and started dialing the phone. His medicine cabinet had been ready for a long time, waiting for him to pick it up!

  Xiao Yu hung up the phone. The person on the phone said that the goods would be delivered within an hour, and before Xiao Yu could react, the delivery truck had already arrived.

  Looking at the brand new medicine cabinets being unloaded from the car, Xiao Yu waited until they were put in place, and then there was nothing else to do. The house still needed a few more days to be fully renovated.

  Xiao Yu looked at the neatly arranged medicine cabinets and shelves, nodded his head in satisfaction, these would be his long-term companions from now on.

  Time passed day by day, and the renovation of the door face was almost complete. Xiao Yu came to Zhang's hundred-year-old signboard shop again. As soon as he entered the door, Xiao Yu found that his signboard was placed in the center of the house. This signboard was classic and majestic, and Xiao Yu nodded in satisfaction. In his heart, he felt infinite emotion, and the Wan Sheng Tang of the Xiao family, after nearly a hundred years of silence, would finally be reborn with new glory in his hands.

  "Dr. Xiao has arrived, this is your plaque, how is it? Are you satisfied?" Just as Xiao Yu was looking at the plaque and feeling moved, Old Zhang's voice came from beside him.

  Xiao Yu turned his head to look, and Old Zhang was also smiling at the signboard with a satisfied expression.

  "Old Master Zhang's craftsmanship is truly unmatched, the reputation of the Zhang family for a hundred years is well-deserved!" Xiao Yu was also very satisfied with this signboard, the essence of the words he wrote were basically all embodied on it.

  Xiao Yu and two employees from Zhangjiadian moved the signboard downstairs, helping Xiao Yu press it on. Xiao Yu then bought a piece of red cloth to cover the signboard, waiting for the opening day to unveil it.

  The store only lacks medicinal materials now. Xiao You takes out his phone and wants to call Shixiong Yue Zhongji, but after thinking about it, he puts down the phone and decides to go himself.

  Xiao Yu drove a car to Renhe Hall, entered Renhe Hall and went straight to the Chinese medicine department. There were four or five people in line at Dr. Yue Zhongji's consultation desk, while Dr. Yue was taking someone's pulse. Seeing Xiao Yu arrive, Dr. Yue nodded slightly without speaking and continued to take the pulse. Xiao Yu didn't disturb Dr. Yue from seeing patients, but stood aside watching him take pulses and see patients.

  Xiao Yu stood beside the patient and began to examine him. As a good TCM doctor, the four diagnostic methods of looking, listening, asking, and palpating are essential skills. However, nowadays, even if a TCM doctor can master one of these skills well, he can be called a master. The most fundamental difference between a national-level doctor and a master is the grasp of these basic skills. Only by mastering these basics can one have the possibility of becoming a national-level doctor.

  Yue Zhong was currently examining a patient, a man in his thirties. The man had one hand on the table being taken by Yue's pulse, while the other hand covered his stomach with a painful expression.

  Yue Lao put down the pulse of the man's hand, thought for a moment, and was about to write a prescription. However, he saw Xiao Yu standing beside him and hesitated for a moment. He had only seen Xiao Yu's needling technique before, which had grasped the essence of the Xiao family's needling method and even innovated in some ways. But as for other aspects, Yue Lao hadn't seen them before. In his opinion, since Xiao Yu was so young and skilled in needling techniques, he probably didn't have time to pay attention to other things.

  "Junior brother, come take a look!" Yue Lao put down his brush and smiled at Xiao Yu, pointing to the patient.

  Yue Zhongji had some thoughts of testing Xiao Yu, but more importantly, he wanted to let Xiao Yu gain some practical experience. Moreover, he wanted to see what Xiao Yu's weaknesses were and then instruct him accordingly.

  "Old... old Mr. Yue, is my illness very difficult to cure?" The patient saw that Old Yue didn't say the result, so he let another person take a look. Although that person was very young, he knew that generally untreatable illnesses would require several doctors to examine, so as soon as he heard Old Yue ask someone else to take a look, he immediately revealed an expression uglier than crying and stuttered...

  "Hehe, don't worry, it's nothing serious! Today is the day our fellow disciples are going to test their medical skills here, so of course both of us will take a look at you!" Yue Lao said with a smile, waving his hand at the patient.

  "What about the medicine?" The man asked after a moment of surprise upon hearing that it was a free clinic.

  "Haha... Since it's a free clinic, the medicine is also free!" Old Yue laughed and said.

  The man and the people in line heard that it was a free clinic, and the medicine was also free. They were all stunned for a moment, then smiled, thinking to themselves, today is not bad, not only can we see an expert, but the medicine is also free, let alone allowing one more person to see, even if two more people come, there's no problem.

  Some people, as soon as they heard it was a free clinic, quickly took out their phones to tell their relatives and friends. As for these ignorant old men, they didn't care at all, and instructed the fellow who often followed them around: "Little Liu, go bring another table and chair over!"

  The fellow standing behind Yue Lao nodded and went to move the chair, but in his heart he was a little jealous. He had been following Yue Lao around for a long time, but had never received any guidance from him. But what about Xiao Ye? He had only met Yue Lao once, and somehow became his junior master. Now it seemed that Yue Lao was going to personally instruct him.

  Xiao Yu heard Mr. Yue's words, first stunned, then understood the meaning of Mr. Yue, and nodded to him. When the man brought over a table and chairs, Xiao Yu sat down, while Mr. Yue returned to the rest hall, took out a set of stationery and placed it in front of Xiao Yu, who adjusted his clothes and looked at the man.

  When the man stretched out his hand, Xiao Yu grabbed the man's hand and carefully felt his pulse. Since he understood Lao Yue's meaning, Xiao Yu also made a great effort this time. This time, Xiao Yu took a longer time to feel the pulse, and it wasn't until two minutes had passed that he put down the man's hand, and then carefully examined the man's facial features and symptoms.

  When he saw the red blood threads in the patient's eyes and the dry cracks at the corner of his mouth, he understood. He picked up his brush and started writing 'brush-brush'.

  While Yue Lao had already examined the patient earlier, so when Xiao Ye finished examining him and picked up his pen to write on the prescription, he also picked up his pen and started writing swiftly.

  The patients waiting in line behind them saw the two men writing prescriptions, and they all looked curious. At this time, they didn't queue up anymore, one by one stretched their necks to watch the two men open the prescription.

  Yue Lao's characters are strong and powerful, but they don't write slowly. Between the lines, there is a sense of tenacity. Although these people who look at the illness don't understand brush calligraphy very well, they can also see that Yue Lao's characters are extremely elegant and natural, making people's eyes shine brightly.

  When everyone's attention was focused on Xiao Yu, they were all attracted by Xiao Yu's words. As Xiao Yu lifted his wrist and moved lightly, beautiful characters appeared on the paper one after another. The strokes were elegant and flowing, like clouds and water, smooth and natural, and the speed was even a few points faster than Lao Yue.

  Even if the crowd didn't understand the words, when they looked at Xiao Ye's words, they seemed to be able to immerse themselves in them. Not only did it give people a sense of beauty and enjoyment, but it also made the hearts of the crowd seem to have been cleansed. Some dark thoughts were like being blown away by a gentle breeze, dispersing between heaven and earth.

  "Good call!" Someone shouted from behind, but the rest of the people also nodded in agreement.

  Yue Lao heard the crowd praising Xiao Yu's calligraphy, but he was not moved at all. Only when both of them put down their brushes did Yue Lao turn his head to look at Xiao Yu's calligraphy. Although it wasn't the first time he saw it, Yue Lao couldn't help but exclaim: "Every time I see my junior brother's calligraphy, I feel that all these years of practicing calligraphy have been in vain."

  "Master, you're overpraising me! Your calligraphy is strong and vigorous without losing its suppleness, achieving a perfect balance of hardness and softness - truly rare!" Xiao Yu saw Master Yue's handwriting for the first time and was immediately impressed. This was the best handwriting he had seen apart from his grandfather's.

  Xiao Yu couldn't see it before, but now thinking about his grandfather's words, although they were also strong and powerful, they seemed to carry a hint of murder and cruelty, although deeply hidden. But since Xiao Yu merged with Zhong Kui's memories, he could vaguely feel it too.

  Xiao Yu and Yue Lao placed the prescriptions in the middle of the table, and they began to study each other's prescriptions. Yue Lao had the intention of teaching and guidance, while Xiao Yu was thinking of learning from others' strengths. After all, the two generations of the Yue family had spent decades studying medicine, although it originated from the Xiao family, but it had evolved into its own school.

  The two men looked at each other's prescriptions and nodded, their diagnoses were almost the same, both were liver fire stirring up, abdominal distension, dry stool.