The sun is shining brightly today, without the usual damp and cold feeling.

The sunlight shines on people, warming them and dispelling some of the coldness.

In the backyard of the clinic.

The three of them stood in a row under a big tree in a very orderly manner.

"My name is Liu Yue, and I'm eighteen years old."

The person who was speaking was the woman in red standing on the far left. She had a heroic look, was tall, and had her hair tied up high. If it weren't for her obvious feminine features, Song Tingwan would have thought she was a man.

Quite handsome.

But what shocked her even more was the next sentence.

Liu Yue continued, "I am good at making poisons and I love making poisons."

Song Tingwan raised the corner of his eye slightly, "This is not the place to learn how to make drugs."

Liu Yue: "I know. I have long heard of the goddess's name, and I have come here to learn from her."

The drug maker came to learn medicine from her...

All right.

Song Tingwan didn't say much and walked up to the man in the middle.

"I am Qingyi."

Tsing Yi......

He is the young man with a nice voice.

Song Tingwan was deeply impressed by him.

As expected, he felt just like that day, a very gentle person.

"I am twenty-one years old this year. I have studied medicine since I was young. I would like to learn more from the goddess."

Very courteous and polite.

Song Tingwan nodded and walked to the child standing in the third position.

"Goddess, are you the one who took the final exam that day?"

The little boy blinked his big eyes, but there was no curiosity in his eyes, but determination.

Song Tingwan was a little surprised, "Do you think I am?"

"yes."

"Why?"

"They sound exactly the same." The little boy's eyes were bright black. "They both sound very nice."

Song Tingwan smiled, "What's your name?"

"He Xiaosi."

"Xiao Si?" Song Tingwan was stunned.

Why does this name seem a bit random?

He Xiaosi nodded heavily, "I'm the fourth child in the family, and my father gave me this name."

"How old are you?"

This kid must be very capable to have managed to stand out from so many doctors and reach the final stage.

But he was so small, and Song Tingwan always felt like she was teasing a child, which was very disconnected.

He Xiaosi said seriously, "I am twelve years old this year."

So small?

Song Tingwan was a little surprised, "Then how old were you when you started studying medicine?"

"I started learning it in the womb."

“…”

There was a feeling of not knowing what to say but not wanting his words to fall on the ground.

Song Tingwan: "So amazing! He had consciousness and thoughts in the womb?"

He Xiaosi was carrying a small backpack. He tightened the backpack strap on his shoulder and shook his head gently, "No."

"I have been weak since I was young. I was fed with medicine bottles in my mother's womb. My father was afraid that no one would be able to treat my illness after he passed away, so he started teaching me to identify herbs from the moment I was born."

Liu Yue sneered, Qing Yi remained silent.

Song Tingwan: “…”

This is calling yourself a disciple...

She admitted that the child was a genius and his father should also be a genius doctor.

only......

Is the logic of geniuses so weird?

Are you teaching your children medicine because you're afraid of dying early?

It doesn't seem to be wrong at all.

But it always feels a little weird.

Song Tingwan responded with a dry throat: "Okay, very good."

"Let's officially begin next," Song Tingwan picked up the medicine box on the table and shook it.

"The fact that you made it to the final stage proves that your basic skills are very solid, not to mention your medical skills."

"Then I won't say anything polite."

Song Tingwan glanced at the three people's faces one by one and said, "What I am going to teach you is relatively new. It's something you haven't seen before."

He Xiaosi's expression was very serious. "I promise to study hard!"

Seeing this, Song Tingwan couldn't help but think of Suzaku.

Why do I always feel that they are a bit similar?

Song Tingwan waved his hand, and the three of them gathered around the table.

It was because the thermometer gun that Song Tingwan took out of the medicine box attracted their attention.

Liu Yue was the first to ask, "Master, what is this?"

Still with a cold expression.

I haven't even become a disciple yet, but I've already called on two masters.

Song Tingwan was ashamed.

"This is called a temperature gun." Song Tingwan tapped He Xiaosi's forehead.

The child was so frightened that his eyes became bigger than bells.

“Master!”

"Whatever you do, it's okay, don't be afraid."

Song Tingwan took back the thermometer gun, looked at the number displayed on it, and showed it to the three of them.

"36.5, this is a normal body temperature."

"The clinic will open in a couple of days, and there should be a lot of patients. It will be quicker to use this to check if they have a fever."

Song Tingwan took out a few more mercury thermometers and said, "And this one, it's also a tool for measuring fever."

Next, Song Tingwan explained to them how to use medical tools such as tweezers, needle-nose scissors, needles and thread for suturing wounds, alcohol, iodine, suture-free Band-Aids, etc.

There are also "miracle drugs" such as ibuprofen and antibiotics.

In fact, traditional Chinese medicine is very powerful. Song Tingwan did not intend to replace Daqing's original treatment system with modern medicines.

However, there are some diseases that can indeed be cured more thoroughly and more quickly with modern Western medicine or Chinese patent medicine.

In ancient times, colds and fevers could sometimes kill a person.

Teaching them to use these modern tools will make them more efficient in determining the severity of a fever and treating wounds.

Teaching them these things will only help them to go to the next level based on their existing foundation.

Instead of replacing what they already have with what she teaches.

After a teaching session, the relationship between the few people seemed to have become much closer.

"Master, these things of yours are so powerful!" He Xiaosi opened his eyes wide, sparkling.

Song Tingwan smiled and nodded.

Qing Yi was also quite shocked. "This ibuprofen is really powerful. It can actually hit wherever you point it and go to where it hurts to relieve the pain. This medicine must be very useful!"

Song Tingwan's smile deepened. This was her goal, to address the shortcomings of existing medical care and provide efficient treatment.

Even Liu Yue, who looked so aloof and domineering, couldn't help but speak up. "Master, if I put poison on this suture-free Band-Aid, will the wound still heal?"

Song Tingwan: “…”

Now that the clinic is open, will she really be able to diagnose patients properly?

Do you spend all day thinking about how to poison someone to death?

Song Tingwan said earnestly, "Liu Yue, we still shouldn't use this poison carelessly."

"After opening, our main goal is to treat those difficult and complicated illnesses that have plagued the people for a long time and have not been cured. I believe that with your medical skills, you can do it!"

After Song Tingwan left, several disciples looked at each other in confusion.

He Xiaosi was the first to speak, his young face filled with excitement. "Brothers and sisters, don't you think our goddess master is really amazing?"