NCCnovel Chapter 452
Chapter 452
Chapter 452
Soon, the herbs were placed in the pot and began to simmer. The roaring fire licked at the bottom of the pot, and steam carrying a strange aroma rose continuously. Everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed on the pot, as if it held the man's hope for life. Finally, the herbs were ready. Dongfang Wan'er carefully picked up the bowl and slowly walked to the man's side, preparing to feed him this hopeful medicine. Everyone involuntarily moved closer, nervously watching the man's impending reaction. The entire clinic was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
A chorus of praise rose and fell, but Dongfang Wan'er merely smiled, paying it little heed. Watching the man gradually regain his composure, she was filled with emotion. At this moment, she understood even more deeply the importance of medical skills and strengthened her resolve to dedicate herself to studying medicine and saving lives. She knew that on this challenging and responsible path of medicine, countless patients awaited her treatment, and many more unknown diseases awaited her exploration.
Inside the dimly lit clinic, a strong medicinal aroma filled the air. Dongfang Wan'er held a bowl of medicine, the steam rising gently from it. Her expression was concerned as she carefully brought the bowl to the man's lips, softly saying, "Young master, this medicine will cure your illness. Please drink it quickly." Her voice was gentle, carrying a hint of persuasion and a touch of expectation.
However, the man suddenly closed his lips tightly, as if he had made up his mind. No matter how much Dongfang Wan'er tried to persuade him, he remained unmoved, his teeth clenched so tightly that his closed lips seemed like an insurmountable barrier.
Seeing this, the surrounding crowd let out a helpless sigh. The flame of hope that had just been ignited by Dongfang Wan'er finding the prescription and brewing the medicine seemed to be ruthlessly extinguished by a cold wind. Everyone's eyes were once again filled with disappointment and helplessness, and the atmosphere became increasingly oppressive.
Just when everyone was at a loss and didn't know what to do, a commotion suddenly came from outside the clinic. First came a series of hurried footsteps, followed by shouts, and then an old man in tattered clothes rushed in. He was slightly hunched over, his hair was disheveled, and his clothes were patched with many large and small patches and covered in dust, but his eyes were exceptionally bright, revealing a unique wisdom.
The old man strode into the clinic, first glancing at the resistant man lying on the bed, then at the bowl of medicine in Dongfang Wan'er's hand. Suddenly, he threw his head back and laughed loudly, "This medicine is good, a rare remedy, but he has a knot in his heart; forcing him to take it will be useless." The crowd exchanged bewildered glances, filled with doubt. The old man leisurely pulled a small cloth bag from his robes. The bag looked quite old; the cloth was yellowed and slightly wrinkled. He carefully opened the bag and took out a black pill. The pill emitted a faint glow, and a peculiar medicinal fragrance wafted out.
The old man walked to the man's bedside and said in a calm yet authoritative tone, "Child, take this medicine." Strangely enough, the man seemed to be soothed by the voice and stopped resisting. He obediently opened his mouth and swallowed the pill.
Everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed on the man. After swallowing the pill, his eyelids slowly twitched, and then he slowly opened his eyes. His gaze was no longer empty and lifeless; instead, it held a hint of clarity. Even more astonishingly, he reached out and took the bowl of medicine from Dongfang Wan'er's hand, drinking the entire bowl in one gulp. The movement was fluid and natural, as if he hadn't been the one who had just tightly closed his lips, refusing to drink the medicine.
A moment later, a miraculous change occurred. The man's previously deathly pale face gradually regained color, becoming rosy, and his breathing became much more stable, no longer as weak and labored as before. Everyone was initially stunned, then overjoyed, their faces beaming with happiness.
"This old man's medical skills are truly miraculous!"
"Yes, thanks to him, otherwise what would have happened to this young man?"
Dongfang Wan'er stood to the side, witnessing the miraculous changes in the man after taking the pill. Her eyes were filled with admiration and curiosity, shining as if she had discovered a new continent. Unable to contain her eagerness any longer, her skirt swayed gently with her movement as she hurried to the old man. Leaning slightly forward, she placed her hands clasped in front of her, and with utmost respect, asked in a voice both urgent and reverent, "Senior, what kind of divine medicine is this that has such miraculous effects?" Her eyes were fixed on the old man, not missing a single subtle expression on his face, as if trying to glean the answer from his demeanor.
Upon hearing this, the old man slowly raised his hand, stroking his white beard, a gentle smile on his face like the warm spring sun, making one feel comfortable. He spoke, "This is a 'Depression-Relieving Pill' I developed, capable of untying knots in people's hearts. This young man has unspeakable troubles in his heart; without resolving these knots, the medicine will be ineffective." The old man's voice was deep and mellow, each word seeming to strike a chord in Dongfang Wan'er's heart.
Upon hearing this, Dongfang Wan'er was first slightly taken aback, then suddenly realized, and her previously puzzled eyes instantly brightened. She pondered to herself, realizing that there were such profound principles in medicine. She had previously focused only on pharmacology, neglecting the impact of the patient's emotions on their condition. Her understanding of medicine had deepened, as if a new door was slowly opening before her.
At this moment, the man on the bed slowly sat up, his movements still somewhat weak, but his eyes were filled with light. His eyes were full of gratitude, a gratitude as burning as a flame, ardent and sincere. He first looked at the old man, then turned his gaze to Dongfang Wan'er, then straightened his back and solemnly bowed deeply to the two of them, his voice slightly choked as he said, "Thank you both for saving my life. To tell you the truth, I was devastated by a sudden tragedy at home, the death of my loved ones, and the loss of my property. I was heartbroken and refused to take the medicine. At that time, I felt there was no hope in the world, and life had no meaning." As he said this, the man's eyes reddened slightly, and his voice trembled.
Seeing this, Dongfang Wan'er felt a pang of sympathy. She stepped forward and gently comforted him, "You're alright now, everything will be alright. Disasters always pass, and there's a long road ahead." Her voice was soft and soothing, like a warm spring breeze gently caressing the man's heart.
The old man approached, extending his calloused hand to pat the man's shoulder with a steady, powerful gesture, seemingly conveying strength and encouragement. Then, he looked at Dongfang Wan'er, his eyes filled with expectation and care, and said earnestly, "Young lady, the way of medicine is not only about treating illness, but also about healing the heart. You must ponder this more in the future. This art of healing the heart is sometimes more important than any prescription. Only when the patient's will to live is ignited from the depths of their heart can the illness heal faster and more completely."
Listening to the old man's earnest teachings, Dongfang Wan'er nodded emphatically, her eyes shining with determination. She secretly vowed to keep the old man's words in mind, and in her future medical career, she would not only study medical techniques and pharmacology, but also learn to understand the hearts of patients and help them untangle the shackles in their hearts.
Inside the clinic, warm sunlight streamed through the windows, casting golden dappled patterns on the floor. The smiles of the crowd grew even brighter, filled with admiration for the old man's superb medical skills and joy at the man's newfound life, as if they saw the boundless hope brought by medicine. This hope, like a seed, took root and sprouted in this small clinic, foreshadowing the saving of more lives and the healing of more hearts in the future.
Everyone chimed in, praising the old man's medical skills. Dongfang Wan'er was filled with admiration. Looking at the old man, a strong desire welled up in her heart, and she resolved to learn medical skills from this mysterious old man to improve her own so that she could help more people in the future.