Chapter 43: Branches of the Same Breath

  Yu Dailin had been poisoned for a long time, but on Mount Wudang, there was no shortage of good medicine and the presence of Zhang Sanfeng, a master of the martial arts world. It could be said that his life was already saved, and recovery was only a matter of time. He himself insisted that Zhang Sanfeng not leave his seat for him. Seeing that the toxins in Yu's body were still under control, Zhang estimated that there would be no major changes within a few hours, so he comforted him with a few words before returning to his seat.

  Zhang Cuishan mentioned the previous encounter at the foot of the mountain, and everyone was shocked in their hearts. They thought that if Yu Dairen fell into the hands of those six people, it would be a disaster, so now they were even more grateful to have escaped from death. After adjusting their emotions, everyone was able to smile and wish Master Zhang a happy birthday. At the banquet, each person also toasted Yaoke with a cup of wine. Zhang Sanfeng allowed Yaoke to replace the wine with tea because he was young. This birthday celebration finally ended harmoniously.

  At night, the third-generation disciples of Wudang gathered up various celebratory items on the mountain. Zhang Sanfeng and the second-generation disciples all gathered in Yudaiyan's house, taking turns to help him cultivate his inner energy and drive out the poison. After one round, it was already the first watch of the night. In the fourth month, at this time, the sky had completely darkened, and the upper crescent moon hung in the air.

  At this time, the toxins in Yu Daishan's body had already gone more than half, but he was poisoned for a long time, his vitality was greatly damaged, and he was still physically weak. He looked at his master's tired face, his fellow disciples were all pale, obviously over-exerted, exhausted, and his heart was moved to tears. He struggled to sit up and said weakly: "The disciple is incompetent, and it has caused the master and fellow disciples to be so tired for me..."

  Zhang Sanfeng sighed, walked over and gently stroked Yu Dairen's head with his right hand, saying: "You and I are nominally master and disciple, but emotionally we are like father and son. You encountered this danger, and as your master, my heart is in agony, no less than anyone else... Just let you be well, and I can rest assured. No need to thank or apologize, put down your burden and take care of your body, so that your fellow disciples can also feel at ease." When he said this, Yao Guang, who had been excluded by the crowd and did not participate in the operation to force out the poison but was guarding on the side, lightly coughed. Zhang Sanfeng looked at her and couldn't help but smile, adding emphasis to his voice as he spoke to Yu Dairen: "Your younger sister can also feel at ease, no need to be so anxious."

  Yu Daiyan looked at Yao Guang, thinking of the matter below the mountain, and connecting with what his teacher had said, hesitated: "The fifth brother and sixth brother came down the mountain to welcome... Could it be..."

  Yin Liting's internal energy was relatively shallow, and he was the sixth to assist Yu Daiyan in forcing out the poison. At this moment, he was still regulating his breath. Zhang Cuishan happened to have finished regulating his breath, nodded immediately, and opened his mouth with a tone of both joy and fear, "Yesterday, Little Martial Sister said that her heart was not at peace, and she insisted that we go down the mountain to pick up Third Brother. Fortunately..."

  Yu Dailin was stunned for a moment, then looked at Yao Guang with suspicion. He saw his little sister smiling at him, and his heart warmed up. He thought that if his fifth and sixth brothers were not there at the time, he would have encountered something unknown. Suddenly, he felt grateful and warm in his heart, and he struggled to sit up, bowing to his little sister again.

  "Thanks a lot this time, little junior sister..."

  Yao Guang hastily jumped up and gave a bow, saying: "Third Brother, what are you doing? How can I accept such courtesy? As fellow disciples of the same sect, we should support each other, it's only natural. In the past, Third Brother has always treated me very well, never expecting anything in return. This time, being able to save Third Brother is already a great fortune for me, if Third Brother insists on thanking me like this, I won't dare show my face in front of you again."

  Yu Daoyan was taken aback again, and then smiled weakly: "You call me 'Shixiong' once, I will naturally take care of you."

  Yao Guang smiled and replied, "I call you Shixiong, helping Shixiong is nothing unusual, it's just a matter of course. Third Shixiong has not yet recovered, don't overexert yourself like this, wait until you're fully healed, if you still want to thank me, then come down the mountain and help me bring back some gifts."

  Yao Guang's previous words made everyone feel that she was very mature, although still young, her words were reasonable. But when she said the last sentence, a group of people finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

  Song Yuanqiao stroked his beard and shook his head with a smile, reaching out to rub Yu Liangzhu's hair, his face full of helplessness. Yu Liangzhu was originally cold-faced and hot-hearted, not one to reveal her emotions, but now even she had a hint of a smile on her lips. Zhang Songxi was taciturn in front of outsiders, slightly better when facing fellow disciples, and now he too stood aside, smiling silently.

  Yu Daayan was laughed at by everyone and became somewhat dizzy, not quite understanding why everyone was laughing so hard.

  Zhang Cuishan glanced at several senior brothers, intentionally leaned into Yu Dairen's ear and whispered: "Third brother doesn't know, earlier Big Brother said to listen more to Little Sister's words, Little Sister then said she wanted to change the cook, now Little Sister is saying this to you, can everyone not laugh?"

  Yu Dailin's heart was enlightened after Zhang Cuishan's explanation.

  Zhang Sanfeng is already old, and all the affairs of the Wudang Sect have been handed over to Song Yuanqiao for a long time. Even the cooks and other miscellaneous workers were naturally hired by Song Yuanqiao. What Yao Guang said was just that she had some opinions about the people Song Yuanqiao had chosen before, but replacing them wasn't something that could be done hastily, it would take at least a month or so. Now, when she says this to herself, it's as if she's saying that these days she doesn't want to tolerate it anymore, hoping to improve the food soon - of course, he knew very well that his little sister wasn't some spoiled brat or an arrogant and overbearing person, so this sentence was 60-70% joking. Adding to that, his little sister was young, so this childish joke made Song Yuanqiao laugh and cry at the same time. This Wudang Mountain rarely saw people making suggestions to Song Yuanqiao, and normally no one would dare to be like this, so how could everyone not laugh?

  The crowd laughed and made a fuss for a while, seeing that the sky was late, one by one bid farewell, reminding Yu Dailong to rest well. Yao Guang deliberately fell behind a step, making eye contact with several of his fellow apprentices waiting outside the door, and they tacitly left first.

  Jade Light gently closed the door and walked to Yu Daiyan's bedside, intending to help him sit up, but she stretched out her hand and silently pinched his mouth - after all, she still forgot about the inconvenience of being short-handed and short-legged. Jade Light's helpless expression was too revealing, and Yu Daiyan connected her actions and expressions, unable to help but laugh again, coughing a few times before saying: "Little sister's kindness, I appreciate it."

  Yao Guang nodded reluctantly and said, "Third brother doesn't need to force himself to hold on, just lie down and rest. I just want to ask third brother a few questions, go back and write a prescription, it's late today, tomorrow will still give third brother some medicinal soup, solidify the foundation, nourish the origin, relax the muscles and activate the blood, recover quickly."

  Yu Daayan smiled and was about to lie down as promised when he heard the latter and couldn't help but pause, "Little Shifu has studied medicine?"

  Yao Guang smiled and nodded, "I have a slight understanding of the way of Qi Huang."

  Yao Guang had no habit of boasting or belittling herself, she felt that compared to her swordsmanship, her medical skills were only "somewhat proficient", hence the remark.

  Inside the Chongyang Palace, there were no famous medical experts. Yu Rui wrote a letter of introduction and handed it to Yao Guang. Yao Guang traveled far to Qinling, seeking guidance from Sun Simiao, the "King of Medicine" and the most renowned medical expert of his time, on the art of Qihuang. During his studies in the valley, he also sought guidance from other famous experts in the valley, studying a wide range of subjects. Apart from medicine, his greatest gain was studying under Yan Zhenqing, the Saint of Calligraphy, laying a solid foundation for his calligraphy skills.

  Yu Da Yan had long known that his junior sister was a genius, and after being stunned for a moment, he didn't suspect anything. He knew that in the world, there were people who sought knowledge for many years without achieving anything, so naturally, there could also be people who were born with talent and could make connections between things easily. So, he smiled and nodded, "Junior sister, ask away."

  Yao Guang briefly asked about Yu Daishan's poisoning and subsequent symptoms, felt his pulse with her hand, and after a while, she roughly had an idea. She then put away her hand, smiled and said: "Third Brother, rest assured and take a good rest. I'll go ask Master again. Third Brother, don't worry, maybe in ten days or half a month the toxin can be mostly eliminated, but to fully recover, it may take two or three months. During this time, why not stay on the mountain with me? This year you've been busy running around outside, so consider this a good opportunity to rest. Goodnight."

  If these words were spoken by Song Yuanqiao or Yu Lianzhou, Yu Dairen would definitely be moved but not surprised. Even if it was Zhang Songxi or Zhang Cuishan who said this, perhaps there wouldn't be anything special about it. But the fact that these words came from a five-year-old little sister made it impossible for Yu Dairen to hold back his laughter, no matter how he tried to tell himself that she was different from others. Looking at her innocent face after hearing such words, he felt an inexplicable sense of incongruity.

  "Take good rest, little sister."

  Yao Guang probably also knew what Yu Da Yan was laughing at and could only helplessly hum a sound as he walked away.

  Not far from the gate, an old Taoist stood with his back to them, obviously Zhang Sanfeng, and Song Yuanqiao and others had already been sent back to the house by him.

  Zhang Sanfeng heard the sound of the door closing, turned his head and beckoned to his younger apprentice.

  Yao Guang quickly ran over, looked up at Zhang Sanfeng and smiled: "Third brother was poisoned for some time, the toxin hurt his body, plus some old hidden injuries acting up in recent days, that's why he became so weak. After detoxification and adjusting for a period of time, he should be fine."

  Zhang Sanfeng took Yao Guang's hand and shook his head, sighing: "The master is not worried about Taiyan, but rather worried about you."

  "Me?" Yao Guang asked in confusion.

  Zhang Sanfeng did not want to say much, but looking at the young apprentice's tender face under the moonlight, he couldn't help but sigh again and said softly: "Xue Zhu is intelligent and elegant, I have never seen anyone like this in decades as a teacher..."

  Worrying because of being too clever?

  Yao Guang seemed to have realized something and said in a low voice: "Master is worried... that the extremely talented are easily broken, and the wise are easily injured?"

  Zhang Sanfeng was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said: "Perhaps it's just the old Taoist being too cautious. As people live longer, they will think of things... Xue Zhu doesn't need to worry, I'll protect you. This time, Taiyan's injury is likely due to other reasons. Let's keep this investigation from him for now."

  A warm feeling rose in Yao Guang's heart, and he nodded with a smile.

  "Master, don't worry, I won't let Third Brother indulge in wild thoughts during his convalescence."

  Zhang Sanfeng exerted a bit of force and grasped Yao Guang's hand, smiling: "Although your several senior brothers are well-versed in both literature and martial arts, none of them have ever carefully studied medicine. During this period, Dai Yan will be relying on you to hide from labor. If brewing medicine is not convenient, just let your senior brothers help you."

  Yao Guang said with a flat mouth, "Master is thinking that I may not be as good as Lü Zhi, and can't get the medicine pot."

  Zhang Sanfeng smiled but did not answer.

  Yao Guang looked at the white-haired old Taoist's relieved smile and hummed a sound of both anger and amusement.

  "In ancient times, there were colorful clothes to amuse relatives. Now I have come to entertain Master and fellow disciples. It's good that my efforts haven't been in vain."

  Zhang Sanfeng burst out laughing and took Yao Guang back home with him.

  Yu Daayan listened to the loud and clear laughter outside the house and let out a long sigh.

  As a disciple, it's nothing to suffer oneself, but making one's master worry is not right. Now Master can finally smile again, all thanks to Little Sister Disciple.

  Although Little Sister didn't want him to thank her, he really wanted to think carefully about what to bring back for Little Sister when his body recovered.

  The author has something to say: The results of the medical licensing examination have been released, and I passed. As promised earlier, I will start updating daily from today. If there are any unexpected events that prevent me from updating, I will leave a notice, so please pay attention to the text below.

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  Wudang's daily life.

  Good master + good apprentice = good school.

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  Moreover, Yao Guang's medical skills are not comparable to those of famous doctors. However, Yu Daiyan's current poisoning is not a big problem. She can still open up a small prescription, which was originally created by the Medicine King Sun Simiao. She just makes some adjustments and modifications to it.

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  Sun Simiao was truly a great man, whose medical achievements were highly respected and admired. In his book "Great Physician's Mind", he wrote: "When a great physician treats an illness, they must first calm their mind and focus their will, without desire or expectation. They must first develop a heart of great compassion and sympathy, and vow to save all living beings from suffering. When someone comes seeking help, they should not ask about their social status, wealth, age, appearance, relationships, or intelligence. All patients should be treated equally, as if they were one's own family members. The physician should not worry about their own safety or well-being, but rather focus on relieving the patient's suffering, as if it were their own. They should not avoid danger or difficulty, and should work tirelessly day and night, without seeking reward or recognition. Only then can they be considered a true great physician, otherwise they are just a harm to living beings."

  This passage is the source of the introductory oath in the game Jian Wang 3, and I also joined the Wanhuagu because of this passage. Although later I found that the Wanhuagu in the game wasn't as good as I thought, and the survival of the 80s' Wanhuagu was even more difficult, selling needles every day...

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  The words above, we also swore before graduation. Perhaps today's doctors can't do as well as the ancient sages, but they are definitely not some kind of black-hearted clinic that prescribes medicine for money. I may not be able to give without seeking reward, but I dare say that what I put in is far greater than what I get back at this moment. I have no regrets about my profession and position.

  Working hours are all year round, never heard of what is called a weekend, anything that happens within 24 hours must be dealt with immediately, working more than 70 hours a week, and my salary bonus and all income add up to only two or three thousand.

  I don't deny that there may be some not-so-good ones in the entire medical industry, but is it too much to say that the entire medical industry is all rubbish? Which industry doesn't have a few rubbish people? And what about the drug price markups, saying hospitals are randomly setting prices, and the cost is this much but selling for that much. The drug prices and examination fees, these are not set by the hospital itself, but by relevant departments according to the law of China, and the hospital just operates according to the set prices.

  The deterioration of the medical environment to this point today is not entirely a hospital problem, nor is it a patient's problem. In any industry, if there are problems from top to bottom and across the country, it is absolutely not caused by individuals. The first thing that needs to be considered is the more fundamental reason. Why do the media only report chaotic news and shift public attention? Why don't they report on doctors who successfully save patients? Why don't they report when someone pays out of pocket to rescue a patient in a coma, but then gets bitten back by the patient for not allowing them to be rescued and refusing to pay medical expenses? Reporting only the bad news and not the good news is an unfair public opinion guidance. Under this incitement, many people who lack independent thinking ability follow suit, as if scolding doctors to death would bring peace to the world.

  I can say that now, the average cost of outpatient and inpatient treatment has risen. Many times it's because of the poor medical environment and patients' lack of trust in doctors. Doctors are not willing to simply rely on experience to treat illnesses; they must do tests and examinations to prove their diagnoses, even if some checks could be replaced by physical examination and clinical experience. Because saving patients money won't get a thank you, but missing a diagnosis will lead to lawsuits. In this situation, doctors have no choice but to conduct many tests to protect themselves (and their colleagues). The more tests, the higher the cost; many people complain that hospitals are black-hearted. Actually, it's just a vicious cycle. Who started this mess is hard to say.

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  Our great nation's investment in the medical industry is not much, and hospitals are often required to be self-sufficient, but at the same time, they must provide good service at a low price. Isn't this a joke? And then there's medical insurance reimbursement, which is even more ridiculous. When they persuade everyone to pay for it, they say how great it is, right? But what do they tell the hospitals? The medical insurance center has a fixed reimbursement amount for each patient, for example, our department is 4,000 yuan. If the total treatment cost of a hospitalized patient exceeds 4,000 yuan, the medical insurance center will not reimburse it, and the hospital will have to bear the loss itself. Bearing the loss means losing money. But many elderly patients have complex and severe illnesses, and their hospital stays cannot be shortened. The examination and treatment costs can easily exceed 4,000 yuan, which means that for every patient, the hospital loses a certain amount of money. Under this pressure, what will the hospitals do? As soon as there is a patient whose expenses exceed the limit, they will deduct the doctor's salary.

  This reimbursement quota is not unique to our hospital, it exists nationwide, just with different quotas.

  It's not that we don't want to be good doctors like those famous ancient physicians, but rather the modern environment doesn't allow it.

  If people could understand each other a bit more, many things would be much better. Patients are human beings who need understanding, and doctors are also human beings who need understanding. Doctors are not superheroes who can go without eating, sleeping, or getting paid, working 24 hours with full energy. They are not punching bags that cannot fight back or retort when scolded.

  Someone once rushed into the office during my night shift and scolded me for daring to eat during work hours. At that time, it was 7 o'clock in the evening, there were not many things going on in the ward, the patients' conditions were stable, I took over at 5:30, eating at 7 o'clock was already very late, if something happened later, I really didn't have the energy to deal with it.

  I almost laughed out loud at that time. I asked, "Then when should I have dinner?" The patient said, "Doctors shouldn't eat."

  Forget it, I won't eat and will become immortal directly.

  Of course, there are also many patients who are understanding and we get along very well. I hope that people can understand each other a little more.