Chapter 14: The Benevolent Heart of a Physician

  Xiao Yu made Fang Yuan sit down and stretched out his left hand. Xiao Yu half-closed his eyes, his right hand pinched Fang Yuan's wrist for just over ten seconds, then picked up the brush and started writing on the paper with a few quick strokes. The brush fell lightly, bringing a sense of elegance as he wrote down several medicinal flavors and handed them to Fang Yuan: "You've recently caught a cold, resulting in dizziness, fatigue, and loss of appetite. I've prescribed three doses of medicine for you to take back and eat, it'll be fine. Remember to take the medicine according to the prescription."

  Fang Yuan's face lit up with joy as he took over Fang Zi, carefully folding it and putting it in his pocket. He looked at Xiao Yixing with admiration: "Dr. Xiao is indeed amazing, just by touching it, you knew."

  Xiao Yu nodded, the next one was Teacher Mao. Teacher Mao stepped forward and stretched out his left hand. Xiao Yu's hands were extremely accurate, and with a slight movement, he placed them on the pulse. After half a minute, Xiao Yu took away his hand, closed his eyes for a moment before opening them again, picked up his pen and wrote out a prescription, handing it to Teacher Mao, saying: "Teacher Mao has had blood stasis for over ten years, right? It's bone hyperplasia."

  "Dr. Xiao, you're really amazing! Now let's calculate it, and it's almost exactly ten years." Mr. Mao said with a surprised face.

  "Uh-huh." Xiao Yu nodded and said: "Take the medicine according to the prescription, come back to me for a new prescription after half a month, and you should be cured in a month."

  "Really? Can this old illness of mine be cured?" Teacher Mao stood up with a 'huff', asking in shock.

  "Hmm, taking medicine according to the prescription won't be a big problem." Xiao You said with a smile.

  The rest of the people didn't have much problem, only Mr. Jin had some cervical spine displacement due to years of practicing calligraphy. Xiao Yu let Mr. Jin sit on a wooden stool, rub his hands together until they were hot, then patted him on the back and pushed and rubbed the major acupoints on his back before standing up and saying: "Don't practice calligraphy for three days, after that you can gradually resume your practice, it should be fine."

  Director Huo was shocked to see Xiao Yu examining the patient. Xiao Yu examined the patient without asking about the cause of the illness or the symptoms, and he knew the condition just by feeling the pulse. This was no less impressive than the national-level master physician he had met a few years ago, who was already over 70 years old at that time. Xiao Yu, on the other hand, was not even 30 years old, which made Director Huo's shock all the more understandable.

  Although he had already put aside his personal reputation, when it was his turn, he still hesitated and didn't know what to say. At this moment, Chen Jinghai, who had been standing there all along, suddenly ran in front of Xiao Yu and knelt down with a "thud": "Xiao Shen Yi, please help me!"

  Chen Jinghai watched from behind as Xiao Yu treated the patient, and even a difficult case of bone hyperplasia was cured in just one month. Chen Jinghai felt a surge of hope in his heart, thinking that maybe he too could cure his own unspeakable secret. Thinking this, he no longer cared about saving face, quickly walked up to Xiao Yu and knelt down before him.

  Xiao Ye looked at Chen Jinghai kneeling there, his brow slightly furrowed, and said: "Get up first, sit down!"

  "Thank you, Xiao Shen Yi, thank you..." Chen Jing Hai heard this and knew that Xiao Ye had agreed, excitedly saying.

  Xiao Ye looked at Chen Jinghai's face for a while, then placed his hand on his wrist and said after a moment: "Right hand"

  Chen Jinghai hastily extended his right hand again, and Xiao Ye put his hand on it. After about ten seconds, he picked up the pen and wrote down a few medicines, handed them over and said in a low voice: "These medicines are a bit expensive, go back and take them according to the prescription for a month, abstain from *** for three months, if you're cured, *** once or twice a week, otherwise even gods can't help you."

  Chen Jinghai held the prescription, listened to Xiao Yu's words, and his face was shocked and delighted: "Xiao Shen Yi, you... are you saying that my illness can be cured? And there won't be any problems in the future?"

  Xiao Yu furrowed his brow, nodded and said: "Director Chen, from now on you must be careful not to take medicine indiscriminately, also control yourself, otherwise... this time it can be cured but next time may not."

  After hearing Xiao Yu's words, Chen Jinghai's face turned bright red with excitement: "Thank you... thank you, Xiao Shen Yi... as long as it can be cured, I'm willing to do anything, thank you."

  Chen Jinghai thanked him repeatedly and took the prescription to hurry out of the room to catch the medicine.

  "Dr. Xiao, he's treating you like this, and you still..." Fang Yuan was originally delighted to hear about Chen Jinghai's illness, but when he heard that Dr. Xiao could cure his disease, he felt extremely resentful and said to Dr. Xiao.

  Xiao Yu heard Fang Yuan say this and looked at him deeply, smiling slightly: "A doctor's heart is benevolent"

  Clap... Clap...

  "What a great doctor, benevolent heart!" Upon hearing Xiao Yu's words, the experts in the house applauded with admiration.

  Director Huo, who was standing behind, heard Xiao You mention the doctor's benevolent heart and felt a pang of shame in his heart. It seemed that he had also been full of passion to save the world when he just graduated from school, but as his position improved and his medical skills increased, he gradually lost his original intention as a doctor. Now Xiao You's words about the doctor's benevolent heart were like a morning bell and an evening drum, startling him into a cold sweat and leaving him sighing endlessly.

  A doctor's benevolence is easy to say but hard to do, especially for a famous doctor who often faces various temptations and constraints. When facing these temptations, sometimes for the sake of personal gain or fame, one may abandon their original convictions and become morally corrupt.

  "Director Huo, I observe your complexion and you seem to be in excellent health, but what's troubling you with that furrowed brow of yours?" Xiao Ye's words suddenly roused Director Huo from his reverie.

  "This... Dr. Xiao, my son is learning calligraphy and he also likes it very much, so I want to ask for a piece of your calligraphy work, hoping that you will fulfill my wish." Originally intending to throw away his reputation, Director Huo was going to let Dr. Xiao take a look at the patient and write a prescription, but after hearing Dr. Xiao talk about being a doctor with a benevolent heart, he already knew what kind of person Dr. Xiao was, so he decided to speak the truth.

  "Haha, if it's for a profit, my calligraphy is worth a fortune! But if it's for the child to learn calligraphy, then it's no big deal, just one piece of calligraphy." Xiao Yu said with a laugh.

  "I'll go get the paper!" said Mr. Jin after hearing Xiao Yu's words. He was also a master of calligraphy, so rice paper was an essential item.

  Teacher Jin brought the Xuan paper, Xiao Yu spread it out on the desk, picked up his brush and wrote the four big characters "Xue Hai Wu Ya" with a strong and powerful spirit, every stroke exuding an air of unyielding integrity that wealth cannot corrupt, poverty cannot move, and power cannot intimidate.

  After writing these four characters, Xiao You also wrote on the side 'Xiao You's handwriting, dedicated to a young friend who loves calligraphy'