That night, You Tianfu stayed in a hotel.

He hardly slept that night. After weighing the pros and cons, he decided to continue on the old path of medical treatment. He planned to find a hospital and start from the grassroots level, then work his way up to the top step by step and make a name for himself to prove himself.

But it is easier said than done. You Tianfu worked almost all night, reading all the medical-related job advertisements on the Internet, and selected a few that he was satisfied with and sent his resume to them.

For You Tianfu, it was easy: he had graduated from a medical university with excellent grades, a medical license, and some internship and medical experience. With these qualifications, many medical institutions were vying for him.

But now, his credentials have been revoked and he has a prison record. More importantly, the medical malpractice that resulted in death has directly dissuaded him from major hospitals. No medical institution will take such a big risk to hire one person.

You Tianfu checked out of the hotel and rented an apartment. He was full of fighting spirit and ready to do a great job, but in just half a day, his mobile phone screen was filled with messages of failed applications. No medical institution, regardless of size, agreed to his application and would not even give him an interview opportunity.

For You Tianfu, this was not only bad news, but also a psychological blow. He had never thought that he would become like this, and it was the first time he realized that there would be no second chance for many things.

In a fit of rage, he sent his resume to every medical-related job recruiting organization, regardless of size. But the result was still the same. The overwhelming rejection completely crushed You Tiancai. He never imagined that his first step on the road to success would hit a wall...

I was extremely depressed, so I went downstairs to get drunk. I went to a barbecue stall and had ten lamb skewers and two bottles of white wine.

You Tianfu usually didn't drink much, and he hadn't touched a drop in over two years since he was imprisoned. Now he'd downed two bottles in a row. He didn't feel anything when he drank, but once the alcohol kicked in, he couldn't hold it any longer. He collapsed at the table, retching profusely. By the end, he hadn't even had time to breathe, and his vomit had turned from foul matter to acidic water, which in turn turned to blood...

The owner of the barbecue restaurant was immediately scared when he saw it. If someone really died, he would not be able to escape responsibility. He quickly called the waiters in the store and carried him to the Yishan Hall next door.

Yishantang was a Chinese medicine clinic. It wasn't big, not crowded, and only had an old doctor and a young nurse. Because it was next to a barbecue restaurant and the doctor lived there, it closed late and often had drunken customers, which was normal.

After placing You Tianfu on the hospital bed, the barbecue restaurant owner sighed, "Mr. Hua, please take a look. He drank two bottles of white wine to eat ten skewers of meat and even vomited blood twice. He's not drinking alcohol, he's drinking his life..."

Doctor Hua turned over his wrist to feel his pulse, pinched his lips, rolled his eyes, and looked at his facial features. He said slowly, "The child is in good health. He's fine. It's just a broken throat membrane. It's nothing serious. Leave it here. I'll have him pay you when he wakes up tomorrow morning."

After the barbecue restaurant owner left, Hua Zhongzhong instructed the nurse beside him, "Xiaohong, give him some sugar water." He then pulled out three long needles from his acupuncture bag, located the correct acupuncture points, and inserted them while muttering, "One needle at Guanchong, one needle at Baihui, and one needle at Qimen..."

Perhaps hearing the familiar acupoint names, You Tianfu suddenly woke up and mumbled in a daze: "Exogenous headaches are caused by the lungs and gallbladder, the four meridians are divided into the Hundred Winds, the Yangmingtang, the Zhunei, the Tinggu, the Shaoyang, the Waijian, the Zulin, the Taiyang, the Tianzhu, the Houxi, the Jueyin, the Neiyi, the Taishencong, the Fengmen, the heat, the Quzhui, the rheumatic headaches are caused by the Yinlingquan..."

I need acupuncture Fengchi acupoint for a headache, why... why do you need acupuncture Guanchong acupoint...

Take him away and sentence him to… a prison sentence… for thirty years…"

Hua Zhongyi laughed when he heard this, stroking his long beard and saying, "This brat knows quite a lot. Interesting, haha, interesting!"

It was already noon the next day when You Tianfu woke up. The first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was a glaring sunlight, followed by a splitting headache. He calmed down for a moment and sat up unsteadily. A slender, white hand had already handed him a glass of warm water.

Looking up from that hand, I saw a young girl with a delicate face, clear eyes, and short, straight black hair. She wore no heavy makeup, no fancy clothes, but a white dress and a white hat, yet she possessed a unique beauty.

Recalling what happened last night, You Tianfu only remembered drinking at the barbecue restaurant, and nothing more. He took the warm water and said thank you. He looked around and immediately spotted Dr. Hua, who was sitting in the examination chair in the main hall.

He had white eyebrows and a long beard, his face wrinkled, but he stood straight, his face radiant, his eyes sparkling. A white coat, gray cloth shoes, and the faint scent of traditional Chinese medicine in the air reminded You Tianfu of his grandfather. He unconsciously walked closer, his eyes moist and his nose sore, tears streaming down his face.

Doctor Hua frowned upon seeing this, then smiled and said, "Men don't cry easily. If you don't have money to pay for the consultation, just forget it. Why are you crying so hard? It's not easy to replenish the water in your body. You vomited so much yesterday that it soiled my granddaughter's two white coats. I dare not let it all out so easily!"

After some conversation, You Tianfu learned what happened last night. Looking at the two white coats hanging on the rack in the corner and the granddaughter of Chinese medicine doctor Hua, he quickly turned his head away in embarrassment. He glanced around and saw a piece of cardboard at the entrance of the clinic. On the cardboard was written four big, strong characters with a brush: "Recruiting Apprentices"

Thinking of his own desperate situation and the harmonious atmosphere in the Chinese medicine clinic, You Tianfu suddenly had an idea and said, "Master, I am recruiting an apprentice. Do you think I can do it?"

From the acupuncture formulas he had mentioned last night, Dr. Hua had already figured out that You Tianfu was also a doctor, so he asked about his background. You Tianfu did not hide anything and told him everything about himself.

After hearing this, Hua Zhongzhong was silent for a moment, then responded, "I don't care how high your education is, or whether you've been in prison. As long as you're sincere and eager to learn, Yishantang welcomes you. But let me make this clear: I won't charge you tuition, and you don't have to ask for a salary. It's up to you to decide whether to stay or go."

Given his unique situation, the other party's willingness to take him in was considered kind. You Tianfu considered it carefully and finally nodded through gritted teeth: "No salary is fine, but food must be provided!"