President Bingshan's Personal Crazy Dragon

Hearing Fu Tianming's words, Shen Nian was stunned.

Fu Tianming asked with a smile: "You don't think that I, an old man, told you so much because I want to give you thirteen needles?"

Shen Nian scratched her head in embarrassment, but did not answer.

To be honest, he really thought so just now, but he was too embarrassed to admit it.

Fu Tianming said with a light smile: "Actually, if you could show up ten years earlier, I might really put down my old face and hit you up."

Immediately afterwards, he changed the subject and asked, "Don't you suspect that what I just said was a lie to you?"

Without even thinking about it, Shen Nian shook his head, "This junior still believes in Mr. Fu's character. Even if you really lied, this junior will admit it, because this junior knows that you want to help more people."

This is really not a compliment.

In the medical field, it has long been said that no one has the highest prestige, but Fu Tianming is none other than Fu Tianming.

Even though he has retired for ten years, he still has a high reputation. Everyone who studies medicine knows him and must know him.

He is one of the few remaining medical masters in Daxia.

But, besides that, he also has a title.

Holy hand benevolent doctor!

Unparalleled country!

Ten years ago, a disease that had never been seen before appeared in Liangzhou in the west of Great Xia, and it was extremely contagious.

Modern medical treatment can't do much in the face of this kind of disease. The patients with the disease can fester and die in as little as three days or as long as a week.

The prefectures in Great Xia successively dispatched nearly ten thousand doctors and nurses to help, but not only failed to stop the spread of the disease, but also caused hundreds of doctors and nurses to be infected, and panic instantly spread throughout the country.

At a critical juncture, Fu Tianming, who was already in his seventies, came to Liangzhou alone, regardless of his own safety, and ran around the worst-hit area.

His daily work, in addition to trying to use acupuncture to help patients relieve their illness, is to prepare specific medicines.

For one month, the average sleep time per day is no more than four hours.

It was under such high-intensity work that he successfully developed a special drug that can effectively prevent and cure this disease.

In this way, nearly 8000 million lives in Liangzhou were saved.

However, on the day when the specific drug was developed, he passed out in the laboratory and slept for three days and three nights.

After his feat was spread, the people of Liangzhou dubbed him the title of "Holy Hand and Benevolent Doctor", and many people even erected a "Longevity Monument" for him.

The Lord of the Great Xia also awarded him the "National Scholar Peerless" medal!

It is precisely because of knowing these things that Shen Nian respects Fu Tianming very much.

The character of this old man is far beyond his reach.

"You boy, you will really give this old man a high hat."

Facing Shen Nian's flattery, Fu Tianming chuckled and shook his head helplessly.

Immediately, he sighed again, "But one thing, you are right, I really want to help more people, but it's a pity... I can't do what I want."

Shen Nian hesitated for a moment, and said: "Old Fu, this junior is willing to return the thirteen ghost needles to the Fu family."

Fu Tianming waved his hand, "Even if you give it to me, it's meaningless. My hands are no longer suitable for holding needles."

Hearing this, Shen Nian was startled, a little puzzled.

After a moment of silence, Fu Tianming rolled up his sleeves, revealing his two arms.

"This……"

Shen Nian's pupils suddenly shrank, and a shocked expression appeared on his face.

Fu Tianming's arms were extremely skinny, and the skin on them was also black.

That's not like the arm of a normal person at all, more like the arm of a mummy.

"Old Fu, what's going on?"

After a while, Shen Nian came back to his senses and asked out the doubts in his heart.

Fu Tianming smiled lightly and said: "Ten years ago, in order to develop a special medicine as soon as possible, so that more people could get rid of the pain of the disease as soon as possible, I tried the poison with myself.

Later, because the time dragged on for too long, I did a lot of experiments on myself, which resulted in the destruction of the meridians in both arms, and I could no longer perform acupuncture, so I retired. "

Although Fu Tianming spoke calmly, Shen Nian could feel the danger in it.

If Fu Tianming fails to develop the special medicine in time, he will really die, and he is betting on his own life.

Knowing the danger, but still doing it without hesitation, this is a doctor.

At this moment, Shen Nian was filled with awe.

At this moment, Fu Tianming's voice sounded again, pulling him back to reality.

"Actually, if I really want to say it, I still want to thank my little friend!"

Shen Nian was startled, looked over, showing a puzzled expression.

Fu Tianming sighed, "In these years, because of my own reasons, no matter who comes to me for medical treatment, I will flatly reject them.

To put it nicely, it is called retiring, but to put it bluntly, it is nothing more than escaping from reality. "

He shook his head slightly, and laughed at himself: "Light can see a doctor, but it can't cure it. What kind of doctor is he? It just adds to the joke!"

Having said that, his voice paused, and he turned to look at Shen Nian with a grateful expression on his face, "Until I met you that day, a word you said made me wake up."

"Tell me, my generation of doctors, how can I refuse to save him?"

"This sentence reminds me of my original intention of studying medicine. I study medicine to save patients. If I just want to protect my own reputation and ignore the safety of patients, then I am really unworthy of the name of a doctor. !"

"That's why I didn't refuse when the people from the City Lord's Mansion invited me that day."

Shen Nian touched his nose, and said embarrassedly: "The junior was a little anxious at the time, so I just said it casually."

Fu Tianming praised: "Because of this, it shows that you are a qualified doctor."

Facing such praise, Shen Nian didn't know what to say, so he could only smile shyly.

Fu Tianming didn't go into too much detail on this topic, and instead asked about another matter.

"One more thing, I wonder if my little friend can tell you, from whom did you learn your Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate?"

"Of course, don't think too much about it. I don't want to pursue anything when I ask this."

"Our lineage has spent 300 years, and after nearly ten generations, we have not been able to find the lost inheritance, so I am more curious, how did you get it."

This question stumped Shen Nian.

How should he answer?

How can he answer?

To this day, he still hasn't figured out how the medical inheritance in his mind came about.

So, how should I explain it to Fu Tianming?

After hesitating for a moment, he finally said: "This...you may not believe it, the medical skills of the younger generation are all inherited from the ancestors."

This explanation is similar to the explanation he gave Mu Tianyi.

Since we can't tell the truth, we can only make up a more reasonable explanation.

Furthermore, both his parents have passed away, so even if someone wants to prove the truth, there is no way.

"Ancestral?"

Fu Tianming was a little surprised.

Shen Nian nodded, "Yes, the juniors learned their medical skills from the elders in the family. As for how they got them, the juniors don't know."

Fu Tianming still didn't give up, "Then... can I trouble you, go back and ask the elders at home?"

Shen Nian smiled wryly, "To be honest, I am the only one left in my family now."

Fu Tianming was startled for a moment, and then showed an apologetic expression, "I'm sorry, I didn't expect my little friend...but I offended you."

Afterwards, Fu Tianming didn't talk about this topic any more, and the two exchanged some medical skills while drinking tea.

The more the communication went on, the more shocked Fu Tianming's heart was. Some medical problems that had troubled him for many years could always be easily solved by Shen Nian.

In the end, it was completely Fu Tianming asking questions and Shen Nian answering.

He even had the idea of ​​learning from Shen Nian on the spot.

With the inheritance of heavenly medicine, in this era when the inheritance of ancient medicine is almost cut off, Shen Nian is definitely worthy of being the teacher of ancient medicine in the world!

However, Shen Nian did not agree. He has always maintained a respectful attitude towards this old man who has been famous all his life. If he is a teacher, wouldn't his seniority be messed up?

However, Fu Tianming has a stubborn temper and a firm attitude.

Anyway, Shen Nian left his contact information and promised that he could contact him if he had any medical-related questions in the future, and the latter just gave up.

Near noon, Shen Nian bid farewell.

Before leaving, he made a decision, which was to return the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate to the Fu family.

Unexpectedly, his proposal was sternly rejected by Fu Tianming.

Facing his puzzlement, the latter gave an explanation.

"Little friend, it is your chance that you can learn the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate, so don't feel pressured.

Although the ancestral motto of the Fu family is to find the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate, it does not necessarily have to be held in our own hands.

The purpose of medical skills is to save people. As long as it can save people, it doesn't matter who masters it?

What the ancestors were afraid of was that this lineage would be lost, and our lineage would become the sinners of the entire nation! "

In the end, Fu Tianming still rejected Shen Nian's gift.

When going downstairs, Shen Nian bumped into Zhao Xun.

"Brother Shen, let's go now? Why don't you treat me to my brother and stay for a meal!"

Zhao Xun was as polite as ever.

However, because of Mu Tianyi's reminder, Shen Nian has decided to keep a certain distance from the other party.

Immediately, he said apologetically: "There are still some things to deal with at home, and I can only live up to Brother Zhao's kindness."

Zhao Xun smiled heartily, "It's okay, you go first, we brothers get along, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future."

Immediately, he leaned in front of him again, winked, and said in a low voice: "Brother, tell the truth, what is your relationship with the Mu family?"

"Uh...it's friendship, Miss Mu is my noble person."

Shen Nian hesitated for a moment before speaking.

Zhao Xun was a little disappointed, "Is it just like this? I thought you two..."

As he spoke, he gave a look that a man could understand.

Shen Nian gave a wry smile, and quickly waved his hands, "Brother Zhao, stop teasing me, how could Miss Mu like me?"

That's what he said, but only he knew that at that moment just now, there was a ripple in his heart, and there was a throbbing.

He thought of the details of getting along with Mu Tianyi these days; he thought of yesterday at the wedding venue, she came forward to defend himself and taught Tang You a lesson for him; he thought of the words she asked himself...

He didn't dare to think too much, and quickly suppressed some unrealistic thoughts in his heart, said goodbye to Zhao Xun, and went home.