A knock sounded at the door. Liu Yumin looked up and saw it was the dean. She asked in an annoyed tone, "What are you doing here again?"
Her master never visits her unless he has a reason, and he likes to exploit her, so she shouldn't give him a friendly look.
The dean chuckled and said, "Look at what you're saying. I'm your master, can't I come and care about you? You have no conscience."
Liu Yumin said seriously, "Let me remind you, you said you would care about me, but then you doubled my workload."
The dean showed no embarrassment: "It's not that you're young and strong, and capable enough to share some of the heavy responsibilities. On the battlefield, things are unpredictable, so naturally you have to do your best to move forward."
This girl is so petty; she still remembers it after all this time.
Liu Yumin reminded again: "On the battlefield, I will treat the wounded even if you don't tell me to go without food or water. I'm talking about after we win and the general hospital is located here."
Her husband, Lao Zhu, earns enough to support her, and the family is arranging blind dates for their daughter. Her steps toward returning to the family are dragged back by this old man's tantrums and outbursts, as if he's afraid she'll quit at any moment. He relentlessly exploits her, leaving her no time to care for the family.
The dean was a little guilty because his children didn't want to get married. His apprentices were pressuring them too much, and they begged him to bring his mother back to her beloved job. He valued talent, so he readily agreed. If he had known that those mischievous kids would volunteer to go to Korea, he would have definitely joined Yumin in pressuring them to get married. Having something to hold onto would have made him less impulsive.
He also regretted it, saying that he had let his apprentice down, but argued: "It's such a pity that your medical skills have been buried like this. If there is someone who can take over your job, I will definitely not hold you back."
He learned traditional Chinese medicine from a young age and has an exceptional talent for it. He also studied Western medicine for a few years and has a high success rate in even the most difficult surgical procedures. He would only let go of such a talent if he were to die. If his stupid son had half the talent of his apprentice, he would definitely send her as far away as possible.
Liu Yumin almost shouted resentfully, "I work 350 out of 365 days a year, where would I find the time to teach apprentices? I've trained every doctor in the hospital."
She was recommended as vice president despite opposition. Her job was simple: to help with difficult cases and provide guidance to junior doctors. She would often lead surgeries and give explanations.
She was just a group of patients with severe post-traumatic injuries, each with irreversible damage. She could only alleviate their pain, not save them. They were living and enduring unbearable suffering. She had done her best, but it was still far from enough. She couldn't save anyone and could only watch helplessly, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness every day.
Is this what you call simple?
The dean didn't dare say anything more. He arranged everything he could. Yumin was a good doctor, so he had her lead a team and explain things during surgery and acupuncture. It was indeed very time-consuming.
Seeing that his apprentice had calmed down, he cautiously asked, "Do you need an assistant?"
Liu Yumin sneered: "Everything is fine as long as you're my assistant."
The old man wants her to mentor students again, but she's not going to fall for it this time.
The dean felt guilty. He had discovered a few talented individuals and wanted to nurture them, but he simply didn't have the energy. Treating several veterans on the battlefield every day had already exhausted him. He only rested after exhausting his internal energy every day, and sometimes he even had to overdraw it. He didn't have the energy to teach students.
Seeing that her master remained silent for a long time, Liu Yumin's mood gradually improved. She knew that he was taking his anger out on her. Her master had it tough too. She knew that her master was wandering around every day because he had exhausted his internal energy and was not clear-headed. He wanted to take a break.
He sighed helplessly and said, "Master, when I was in Shanghai, I met a man who sold pill-making cauldrons. He also gave me a book that recorded many ancient medical prescriptions. If we can refine the pills according to the prescriptions, perhaps we can control their illnesses."
A full recovery is impossible; the body is severely damaged, like a funnel. No matter what nutrients are added, they immediately leak out. The time for cell repair cannot keep up with the rate of destruction. It's worth it as long as it can alleviate their suffering.
The dean was surprised: "Why didn't you say so sooner? How much did you pay for it? Where is it? What about the prescription?"
A barrage of questions left Liu Yumin helpless: "You have to ask me one by one before I can answer. When I was in Shanghai, Sister Fuya, Fanfan's grandma, took me to an antique market to buy it. We couldn't make a fuss about it. Sister Fuya paid for it first. They didn't want money, they just wanted food. Later, I wanted to give Sister Fuya money, but she refused. So I gave all the medicine I made for you to Sister Fuya and her husband."
The dean was heartbroken. Ever since his apprentice learned to make pills, he had mastered the proportions and cooking temperature perfectly, and the pills could retain the most of the medicinal properties, which was extremely rare. Unfortunately, the production volume was too low.
The dean persisted: "How much grain did you exchange for it?"
Liu Yumin thought for a moment and honestly replied, "Three hundred catties of refined grains, three hundred catties of coarse grains, two cans of milk powder, two cans of malted milk powder, plus an old hen."
The dean asked incredulously, "How much did you say? How heartless can you be to give someone so little?"
The medicine cauldron! The medicine cauldron! They sold it for just this little bit of grain? Is the seller out of their mind? Was the seller threatened? Why doesn't the seller come after them?
Liu Yumin naturally replied, "They wanted it."
They live in the capital, where the state provides for their food and drink, so they naturally feel that there isn't much grain. But ordinary people only have a fixed amount of grain, and the old man's family clearly has a problematic class background, so he probably can't buy grain either. That grain is their lifeline. Who else would want it besides those of us who have studied traditional Chinese medicine since childhood?
The dean didn't want to say much about his apprentice's incredible luck. He had watched him grow up since he was a child. No matter what happened when they were young, his older brothers would always take the blame. It was a natural thing, not something the brothers deliberately did. It was like God's favorite daughter, with someone always cleaning up the mess.
Especially since she had him as her mentor when she was studying medicine, she isolated everyone around her when she went abroad alone. Whether it was fate or human intervention, anyone who offended her suffered terrible misfortune.
Even when she went to join the revolution, she encountered a group of highly skilled bodyguards on the road, such as Zhu Jiabao, who escorted her in a timely manner. It is said that when supplies were scarce, she unintentionally saved people, and she chose to support the Red Army while remaining neutral.
Before the dean could finish his reflection, Liu Yumin asked, "Why don't we come to my house after work and work on this together? I'm making too little progress by myself. If we bring Jingqian along, three heads are better than one, maybe we can figure it out."
The dean readily agreed: "Alright, I'll call and tell your wife not to cook for me."
Liu Yumin couldn't help but say, "Master, although I know that medicinal herb seeds are hard to come by, you can't just give me ten, can you?"
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