When he thought about the acupuncture he would be doing soon, he felt like he was showing off his skills in front of an expert. Doctor Ran scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed. "Princess, my acupuncture skills are not as good as yours. You may have to suffer more later..."
"That doesn't matter. I'll tell you the needle technique later. I believe that with your understanding, you will be able to learn it quickly." Lin Jinghan blinked and said expectantly.
"Really? Princess, are you really going to teach me?" Doctor Ran was so happy that he almost jumped up and excitedly grabbed Lin Jinghan's arm to express his joy.
"Hiss~" Lin Jinghan didn't expect Dr. Ran to be so excited. She felt like she had hit a sore spot and quickly reminded him, "Gentle, gentle, it hurts..."
Doctor Ran quickly withdrew his hand and apologized repeatedly: "Princess, I'm sorry, I was so happy that I forgot about the injury on your arm..."
"It's okay, just get ready, and then we'll start acupuncture." Lin Jinghan said.
Doctor Ran immediately wrote a prescription, prepared the medicine, and handed it to Shiqin, instructing her to boil the medicine. Then he took out a set of golden needles and roasted them over fire to sterilize them. "Princess, I'm ready."
"Okay, let's get started." Lin Jinghan taught the acupuncture techniques to Dr. Ran very seriously. Dr. Ran learned very seriously and mastered it quickly. Under Lin Jinghan's guidance, he completed the acupuncture treatment very smoothly.
After the treatment, Dr. Ran was still holding the gold needle, immersed in his own thoughts, constantly gesturing and rehearsing the technique he had just learned several times.
Lin Jinghan didn't move or speak, just waited for him quietly.
"Ah, so that's how it is! I understand!" Doctor Ran suddenly jumped up and looked at Lin Jinghan with a sharp gaze. "Princess, thank you for your guidance. I understand now! No wonder your golden needle technique is so superb. So that's how it is! So that's how it is!"
"Young Doctor Ran, your comprehension is much better than mine when I first learned the art of acupuncture. You are truly a medical genius." Lin Jinghan praised sincerely.
Doctor Ran scratched his head, his face flushed. "Your Highness, you are too kind. I have been learning the art of golden needles for several years. Now, learning your technique is naturally much easier. When it comes to medical talent, I can't compare to yours. Your Highness is only sixteen years old, and your medical skills are so superb..."
Lin Jinghan shook her head: She is not a sixteen-year-old girl. She had studied the art of golden needles for more than ten years in her previous life...
Doctor Ran thought Lin Jinghan was being modest, hesitated for a moment, and then bravely asked:
"Princess, can you accept me as your disciple? I really want to learn from you!"
He remembered that the last time he asked the princess this question, he was scolded by the prince, who said he was overstepping his bounds. However, he really wanted to become her disciple. This time, with the prince away, no one would stop him. As long as the princess agreed, even if the prince was unhappy afterwards, it was a done deal. He would have to accept it even if he didn't want to! At worst, he would get a beating. For the sake of becoming her disciple, it was worth it!
"Puchi!" Lin Jinghan was amused by Dr. Ran's unwavering, selfless expression. "Isn't it just wanting to become her disciple? What's the big deal? Is there any need to be so irritated? She's not a cannibal!"
"Young Doctor Ran, I'm not much older than you. I'm fine being your sister, but as for your master, ahem..." Lin Jinghan felt rather awkward: it felt strange to accept a boy who looked a year or two younger than herself as her apprentice...
"Of course, Princess. Your medical skills are superior to many experienced doctors. It's no problem for you to be my disciple!" Doctor Ran said with great anticipation, "Princess, please accept me as your disciple! I promise to study hard and never bring shame to my master!"
Lin Jinghan really liked the boy in front of her, and he even called her Master. If she refused again, it would be too hurtful. After a little consideration, she said seriously:
"Young Doctor Ran, you and I get along very well. I like you very much. How about this: from now on, as long as you want to learn, I will teach you everything I know. You and I can still be friends. There is no need for you to become my disciple."
They were friends of the same generation, discussing medical skills together, and everyone was happy. She thought the boy in front of her would accept it happily, but unexpectedly, he sniffed, and mist filled his eyes.
"Princess, don't worry. I know that some skills are not easily passed on to outsiders, nor are they easily accepted as disciples. I was rash..."
Not accepting a disciple means refusing to teach skills. Even if the princess is kind-hearted and willing to teach him, how can he have the audacity to steal other people's skills?
After saying this, Doctor Ran clasped his fists, bowed, and turned to leave.
"Wait!" Lin Jinghan stopped Doctor Ran, "Doctor Ran, I think you may have misunderstood. What I meant was that I will teach you the golden needle technique. We will be friends from now on, and we can discuss medical matters together."
Doctor Ran shook his head. "Before I left, my father warned me that I must never steal other people's medical skills. Since the princess doesn't want to take me as her apprentice, I naturally can't make things difficult for her."
Lin Jinghan finally understood why Dr. Ran was so upset. It seemed that this world valued inheritance. One's own skills would not be easily passed on to others, and people with principles would not easily steal others' skills. If she didn't accept her as a disciple, he would definitely not mention learning the art of golden needles again.
"Ran Zizhen, today, I accept you as my disciple. From now on, you will be my, Lin Jinghan's, founding disciple! Are you willing?"
"Ah?" Happiness came too suddenly. Dr. Ran was unable to react for a moment and stood there in a daze.
"What are you still standing there for? Don't you want to become my disciple? If you don't, I'll have to leave. I haven't slept all night and I'm so sleepy..." Lin Jinghan yawned and walked towards the tent door.
"Don't go! Princess, no, no, Master!" Doctor Ran came to his senses and rushed to Lin Jinghan. Seeing Lin Jinghan stopped, tidied her clothes, knelt down solemnly, and kowtowed heavily,
"Master, please accept my disciple's greetings!"
Lin Jinghan didn't rush to call him up, but instead brought a stool over from the side, sat in front of him, placed her left hand on his head, and said solemnly:
"Ran Zizhen, to be my disciple, you must abide by the following three points:
First, respect the teacher, listen to the teacher, and put the teacher first in everything;
Second, doctors have a compassionate heart. They will not treat the heinous, those with whom they have grudges, or those the doctor dislikes. For the rest, they will save those they can. They will never refuse to treat someone simply because they are unable to afford medical treatment. Remember, the primary purpose of studying medicine is to save lives, and making money comes secondarily.
Third, use your medical skills wisely. If one day you use your medical skills to do evil and harm the people, don't blame me for cleaning up the mess."
As she spoke, a mist began to form in Lin Jinghan's eyes. Back then, when she became his disciple, his master had said the same thing to her...
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