"What a joke! Ran Zizhen volunteered to be my disciple, so how can you say he's stealing someone away?" Sikong Zhan narrowed his eyes dangerously and stood in front of Lin Jinghan in a protective posture.
Lin Jinghan patted Sikong Zhan's arm, signaling him not to worry. She walked in front of him and stood opposite Ran Chenghong. "Not at all! Whether Zizhen stays or leaves is entirely up to him. I will not interfere. Even if he leaves the sect today, before he does, I will record his favorite golden needle technique and give it to him so that he won't have any regrets."
"Since my son is so eager to learn the golden needle technique, I'd like to experience it for myself." Ran Chenghong waved his sleeves, his aura even more powerful, and his sharp eyes shot directly at Lin Jinghan, "Princess Jingnan, please teach me!"
Lin Jinghan shook her head: "Senior Medicine King has given me a new life, how can I fight him?"
Lin Jinghan was grateful, and Ran Chenghong's expression brightened slightly. "Didn't Princess Jingnan say that we should deal with things separately? Now, let's see if you can be Zhen'er's master!"
Lin Jinghan knew that if she gave in under such circumstances, she would not only be sorry for herself, but also sorry for Ran Zizhen's trust in her. She took a deep breath and nodded solemnly:
"Okay, I agree to a sparring match with you, Senior. However, you are the Medicine King, so I cannot compare to you in terms of martial arts. Therefore, I will fight you with words! Moreover, as the person involved, Zizhen has the right to know everything."
The next morning, Ran Chenghong, Ran Zizhen, Xiang Yuanqing, Xiao Shitou, Lin Jinghan and Sikong Zhan gathered in Huichun Hall. Their presence was so eye-catching that people waiting in line at the door for medical treatment began to whisper to each other.
"I wonder how Princess Jingnan is going to fight with words?" Ran Chenghong asked.
Lin Jinghan nodded. "You and I will each select three patients for the other. We won't do anything, and Zizhen will use our treatment methods to save them. After the competition, if you're still not satisfied with my abilities, I will no longer be Zizhen's master."
Ran Chenghong was slightly surprised. Ran Zizhen had studied with him since he was two years old. He had personally taught him both medicine and poisons, and their rapport was undeniable. But how long had Princess Jingnan been teaching Ran Zizhen? She had actually trusted Ran Zizhen to follow her orders and save lives. Was she overconfident, or was she deliberately trying to defeat him in a way that wouldn't be humiliating? This way, he, her, and Ran Zizhen would all accept this outcome.
Since the other party was so humble, Ran Chenghong thought that when he chose someone later, he would not choose someone who was too difficult to treat, so he nodded in agreement.
Ran Zizheng was completely confused. He didn't understand why his father and master wanted to compete, and wanted him to do it himself, and also wanted him to sever ties with his master. He looked at his father and master pitifully, and tugged at the corner of Lin Jinghan's clothes with an unwilling look.
Lin Jinghan looked at the uneasy Ran Zizhen and touched his head. "Zizhen, do you have confidence in your father?"
"Yes!" Ran Zizheng nodded firmly.
"Do you have confidence in your master?" Lin Jinghan continued to ask.
"Yes!" Ran Zizhen was full of confidence.
Lin Jinghan nodded in satisfaction. "Don't worry about it. Just follow your father's and my instructions to treat the disease and save lives. Leave the rest to us."
Ran Zizheng nodded seriously, let go of the corner of Lin Jinghan's clothes, and looked at his father.
Ran Chenghong looked at his son, who was no longer the same as he remembered, and began to have a different opinion of Lin Jinghan. He then looked out the door and coughed, "In that case, let's begin."
Lin Jinghan glanced at Xia Yiran.
Xia Yiran understood and took away the sign hanging at the door saying that the clinic was temporarily closed. The patients outside came in one after another and went to see the doctor.
Lin Jinghan led Ran Chenghong to the consultation room specially prepared for the two of them and made a gesture of invitation, "Senior, please go first!"
Ran Chenghong, with the demeanor of a master throughout his life, casually glanced at the patients who came to seek treatment, then pointed at a man and said, "This is it."
The man's face was pale, and he covered his lips and coughed from time to time. He had heard what the people inside were discussing just now, but he did not expect that he would be the first one they chose. He had heard that the female doctor of Huichuntang was very good at acupuncture, and all the patients who had been treated by her praised her highly. For a moment, he was overjoyed.
Xia Yin invited the patient Ran Chenghong had pointed out to her. Lin Jinghan knew at a glance that this patient was suffering from a persistent cough. It was probably a lung problem, which was not a difficult disease for her. After a thorough examination, she took out a set of gold needles and laid them out on the table, and said to Doctor Ran:
"Zizhen, this man has been suffering from a cough for a long time. It's not difficult to stop the cough temporarily, but it's difficult to cure the cough completely. Can you figure out why he has been coughing all year round?"
The people of Yaowang Valley were better at using poisons, and they studied medicine only to better use and detoxify them. They weren't so good at treating illnesses and saving lives, and Ran Zizhen was naturally the same. After thinking for a while, he couldn't figure it out and could only shake his head.
"Coughs can be classified into different categories. If it's just a dry cough, it's probably a respiratory problem. But this guy coughed very hard, almost as if he was coughing up his lungs. This means his lungs are blocked. What we need to do now is to use milder lung-clearing medicines, combined with acupuncture, to clear the blockage in his lungs and completely cure his cough.
However, this cannot be accomplished in one day. Today we will first relieve his cough and moisten his lungs, then use medicine for a month and give him acupuncture every three days before he can be completely cured.
The more stubborn the disease, the more patience you need. When you give me acupuncture later, I can use a little more force, but I need to slow down the speed. Do you understand?"
Ran Zizhen thought for a moment and nodded seriously, "I understand."
Lin Jinghan dictated the prescription and asked Ran Zizhen to get the medicine. She then told Xia Yiren to have someone boil the medicine. She also dictated some acupuncture techniques to Ran Zizhen, and then sat in her seat, quietly waiting for Ran Zizhen to save people.
Ran Zizheng closed his eyes and simulated the acupuncture method that Lin Jinghan had described in his mind. When he opened his eyes, his eyes were shining. He confidently picked up the gold needle and began to perform the acupuncture in an orderly manner.
Lin Jinghan wiped his sweat from time to time, and looked at Ran Zizhen with satisfaction, with smiles in her eyes and brows.
Ran Chenghong looked at Lin Jinghan in surprise. He thought she would teach Ran Zizhen how to perform acupuncture step by step. Unexpectedly, she was so confident in Ran Zizhen that after teaching him once, she let him perform acupuncture with confidence.
Looking at their cooperation, it is in no way inferior to the tacit understanding he and his own son have developed after more than ten years of getting along with each other. It really makes him, as a father, feel complicated.
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