Looking at Xuesong's back, Song Tangxue lowered her head again and continued with what she was doing in a moment. People who bring trouble upon themselves are the least deserving of sympathy.
These people are irrelevant to me, and I don't need to waste my time and energy on them.
Relying on her knowledge from her previous life, Song Tangxue easily overcame all obstacles and entered the final assessment stage.
I wonder if Song Tangli and Li Zhaoxian unintentionally helped me out.
Exhaling a breath of stale air, Song Tangxue suppressed the emotions surging within her. She decided to take it slow, give them some time, and let them pay the price.
The most important thing now is to become a better version of yourself, step by step, and protect the people you want to protect.
This was a great opportunity. After seeing the last patient, it was already noon, and there were still more than ten people left.
Song Tangxue looked tired. There was a short break at noon, and Doctor Xie arranged for them to rest in Chunxin Hall.
Song Tangxue went into Haitang's room first; Haitang was already awake.
His face regained color, and when he saw Song Tangxue enter, his eyebrows curved into a smile. He couldn't wait to get up, but he coughed a few times because he got up too quickly: "Cough cough...Miss."
Song Tangxue caught her, without scolding her: "So happy?"
Nodding emphatically, Haitang couldn't bear to look away from her young mistress for even a moment: "I thought I'd never see you again, Miss."
"Don't talk nonsense." Song Tangxue comforted her, helping her lie down: "You should rest first. After my exam this afternoon, come back with me, and I'll take you home!"
"Alright, I'll do whatever you say, Miss." Tears welled up in Haitang's eyes. "Miss is so smart and capable, she'll definitely succeed."
Haitang also heard the medicine boy who delivered the medicine tell her about what happened today. The boy praised Song Tangxue for being very good in every round, which made Haitang feel proud.
Her daughter is the most amazing.
After lunch and a short rest, the last thirteen people gathered in the backyard, chattering about the morning's events and the upcoming final activity.
They were all a group of immature kids, excitedly gesturing wildly, and they quickly found themselves chatting together.
After sleeping for a while, Song Tangxue's groggy mind cleared up, and she was still thinking about the questions from the afternoon's quiz.
A girl came up to her and said, "You must be Song Tangxue. You're amazing!"
The girl's eyes sparkled with admiration: "You answered questions quickly and your diagnoses were accurate. Doctor Xie looked at you differently this morning. I think you have a good chance of becoming his last disciple!"
Another one leaned in: "Yeah, my family is a medical family, but I feel like I'm no match for you! How did you do it? Teach me!"
There was no pretense or hypocrisy in their eyes; they were the purest gazes, which softened Song Tangxue's heart, just like Haitang's.
“Perhaps it was also good luck,” Song Tangxue replied. “I’ve loved reading books about difficult and complicated diseases since I was a child, so I guess I was influenced by what I read around.”
In her past life, Song Tangxue read many books on medicine in an effort to heal the scars on her face, but all her efforts were in vain.
It was by a twist of fate that I accumulated knowledge. If I had given up on myself in my past life, I'm afraid I would have followed the same path in this one.
Song Tangxue was incredibly grateful that in her past life, when she was mired in an endless quagmire, she was still struggling to grasp a glimmer of light.
She also thanked God for giving her a second chance.
Thanks to Xie Lingyi's reputation, the questions and answers Xie Lingyi asked when accepting disciples in his previous life were widely circulated, and Song Tangxue was very familiar with them.
Two girls kept pestering Song Tangxue with questions, and Song Tangxue answered them one by one. More and more people gathered around, and they discovered that Song Tangxue was like a treasure trove of medical knowledge.
He knows everything! He has a good temper and will answer any question.
Song Tangxue also felt comfortable being with them, as there was no scheming or backstabbing involved.
When Xie Lingyi came out, this was what she saw: Song Tangxue in the middle of the crowd, her profile as beautiful as jade and as radiant as a painting.
Surrounded by people in the crowd, she is the most dazzling star.
"Alright, I will ask you the last few questions myself. If you can answer them, you will be my disciples."
The thirteen people immediately stood at attention, looking at him with solemn expressions.
The first few questions were relatively simple, and many people were able to answer them, so Song Tangxue didn't compete with them.
She knew that what came before was just an appetizer, and the last question was the real challenge.
"The last question." Xie Lingyi stopped smiling. With the previous setup, people thought this was still a simple question.
As it turned out, they had never heard of the question Xie Lingyi mentioned before. Everyone racked their brains trying to come up with an answer, but they were clearly clueless.
Looking at the group of people deep in thought, Xie Lingyi sighed helplessly, "It's still not working."
The noisy courtyard fell silent. Song Tangxue looked up and said, "Perhaps I may dare to answer..."
Song Tangxue spoke eloquently, providing not only answers but also supporting evidence, delivering a brilliant response. Xie Lingyi finally breathed a sigh of relief, and her eyes grew brighter as she looked at her.
He has been accepting apprentices many times, but no one has been able to answer this last question. This is the last time; if he still can't find the answer, he will stop accepting apprentices.
Unexpectedly... things took a dramatic turn for the better.
"Good, very good!" Doctor Xie nodded with a sense of relief: "From now on, you will be my last disciple."
The others were unwilling but had no choice. They had all witnessed Song Tangxue's strength, so there was nothing more to say.
"You're really amazing! Can I come and challenge you to a duel sometime?" The outgoing girl leaned closer, then remembered something and lowered her head: "You're Miss Song, the Crown Princess, oh."
"It's alright, those are just titles given by outsiders. You can come find me here anytime you want," Song Tangxue said with a friendly smile.
She wouldn't want either of those identities if she could.
The girl smiled and her eyes crinkled: "Okay, pinky promise."
Song Tangxue thought it was childish and disdainfully reached out to pull her pinky finger. Others joined in the fun, shouting, "I want one too!"
The young apprentice saw off the reluctant crowd, leaving only Doctor Xie and Song Tangxue in the courtyard. Song Tangxue bowed respectfully and said, "Master, please accept my bow."
Doctor Xie waved his hands repeatedly: "No need for such formalities. You are a good child. I only hope that after you inherit my mantle, you will not forget your original intention and continue to practice medicine and save lives."
Song Tangxue nodded solemnly: "I will."
Doctor Xie nodded with satisfaction, increasingly optimistic about his last disciple: "Alright, you must be tired today. Come again tomorrow. There's no rush to learn medicine."
Song Tangxue nodded, smiled brightly as she thanked Doctor Xie, and went inside to find Haitang.
Both master and servant were eager to return home, so they packed their things and left Chunxin Pavilion.
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