Even Lin Yuan and Xia Zheng were puzzled, what could be the issue with Lao Fan?
Nonetheless, judging by his expression, he didn’t seem to be lying or putting on airs.
Lao Fan, appearing somewhat agitated, knocked on the table and, unusually for him, sighed, "Ah, if you want your wife’s illness to heal sooner, she needs acupuncture daily, but I..."
As soon as Xia Zheng heard "acupuncture," he had a realization and stopped Lin Yuan, who was about to ask questions, shaking his head at her, "He never needles women."
Lin Yuan could tell that Lao Fan must have his reasons, but the thought that without his acupuncture, Lady Liu’s illness could drag on for a long while, or even be incurable, made her feel as if there were ten thousand ants crawling inside her heart.
Xiao Linshuang, who was sitting nearby, suddenly had an idea, chuckled, and climbed onto Lao Fan’s lap, grasping his arm and pouting, "Master, Master, didn’t you say I’m the smartest disciple? Didn’t you say I should practice more instead of just reading books? Now that such a good opportunity for practice is right in front of us, why aren’t you thinking about me, huh?
Her words flowed into Lao Fan’s heart like a refreshing spring. He looked at his disciple, whom he had taken on just half a year ago, in disbelief, and slapped his forehead, exclaiming, "That’s right, I have you!"
The master and disciple were quite the animated duo.
However, this left Lin Yuan and the others feeling jittery. Xiao Linshuang was so young, and they were thinking of letting her perform acupuncture on Jeng Ruyue. If nothing went wrong, that would be fine, but if there were even the slightest mishap, it could lead to big trouble!
Liu Siqi also widened his eyes in shock. He had indeed heard from his older sister yesterday that his niece was learning medicine from a Divine Doctor, but there was a difference between learning and practicing. She was only five; would she be up for the task? Let alone the other aspects, could she even locate the acupuncture points?
Holding his wife’s hand tightly, Liu Siqi was not at all comfortable with using her as his niece’s first test subject.
"Divine Doctor, this, this Yaya is only five years old, can she really do this? Divine Doctor, I beg you, please do it yourself instead," he pleaded.
This plea was not only what Liu Siqi wanted to say but also what Lin Yuan and Xia Zheng wished to express.
But when Lao Fan heard Liu Siqi’s words, his face immediately fell in displeasure, "My disciple, no matter how young, is better than those quacks out there. What is it? Do you look down upon her or upon me?"
Although Liu Siqi had only interacted with Lao Fan for such a short time, he had already intuited his temperamental nature. Fearing to anger him and cause him to stop treating Jeng Ruyue, he had no choice but to reluctantly agree, "No, no, everything the Divine Doctor says is right."
Lin Yuan, in fact, had some confidence in Xiao Linshuang’s medical skills; acupuncture was not likely to lead to any problems. Moreover, back at home, she had often seen Xiao Linshuang doodling on paper, drawing diagrams of human acupoints.
She initially thought the little girl was just playing with her drawings. However, through a chance opportunity, she compared the young girl’s drawings to Lao Fan’s manual and was startled to find that, although Xiao Linshuang could write very few characters, the number of acupoints she recognized was shockingly many. Besides, she compared no less than thirty points, and not one was incorrect.
What Lin Yuan did not know was that one unintentional remark made by Lady Liu during childbirth had awakened Xiao Linshuang. She too had once thought that studying medicine was just about reading books, and that it was enough to memorize everything within them. But that day, as she looked at basin after basin of blood and felt dizzy, nauseous, and repelled, she realized that only reading books without practice was nothing but talk.