The night was dark and the streets were deserted.
If she was a timid Jiang Sheng, she would definitely refuse to go out, for fear that a bloody mouth would come out of the dark night and swallow her.
But Wen Zhiyun is different. He likes darkness. The place where he can't see his fingers makes him feel safe, and it also allows him to feel at ease when he is distracted, lost, and hesitant.
The brothers in the family are becoming more and more powerful. The eldest brother is very talented in literature. Not only was he admitted as a scholar, he also became a master.
The second brother is eloquent and has a precise vision. His business has expanded from the small Xieyang County to the capital city.
The third brother was injured in order to protect everyone, and he did not forget to train his servants to protect his family.
Wen Zhiyun still remembers his anger and helplessness when his third brother was attacked.
He was angry that those superior beings were bullying others too much, and he was helpless because he only had some medical skills and knew nothing else.
Maybe he could rush to bandage the third brother when he was injured.
But he could never stand in front of the third brother and defeat the enemy.
Wen Zhiyun didn't like this feeling of weakness and helplessness.
He moved lightly in the dark night and unknowingly arrived near the medical center.
I used to think that I would be satisfied with five taels of silver a month, but today I heard that my eldest brother actually had a hundred taels of silver as a master, and I realized what a ridiculous frog in the well I was.
Why is it that while everyone has made progress, he is the only one who remains unchanged.
He wants to become stronger, more powerful, and able to protect everyone in his family.
The hesitant and confused little Wen Zhiyun sat on the ground in front of the hospital. The candlelight fell from above his head, illuminating a delicate but frail face.
It's like someone's lost puppy.
Wu Suowei, who returned late at night, sighed, leaned on the stone lion in the hospital, and asked as calmly as possible, "Dr. Wen, what are you doing here if you don't sleep in the middle of the night?"
Wen Zhiyun raised his head suddenly, perhaps because it was rare to hear Doctor Wu be so gentle, or perhaps because he had accumulated too much guilt and self-blame, tears poured out of his eyes, "Doctor Wu, am I... very useless? "
"I don't know anything, I can only diagnose pulses and bandage them, but any doctor at any medical center can do these things. I don't know what the meaning of my existence is. Every time I encounter danger, I can only hide behind my brothers. Watching them get hurt.”
He said it in one breath, and the tears flowed more joyfully.
Wu Suowei was helpless, "Then what do you want? Isn't it your wish to be a doctor who treats illnesses and saves people?"
"It used to be." Wen Zhiyun shook his head in confusion, "But not anymore."
He loves medical skills, but medical skills cannot protect the people he loves.
Little Wen Zhiyun held her head in pain.
Wu Suowei sighed again, the alcohol dissipated, and he pondered, "Who told you that medical skills are useless and cannot protect your family?"
Wen Zhiyun was startled.
"In this world, those who can cure diseases are the most capable of killing." Wu Suowei said solemnly, "It's just that most of them don't know and don't want to believe it."
Medical skills are a double-edged sword, and this has been true from ancient times to the present.
Hedinghong can be used as medicine, and it can also seal the throat and blood, killing people with one blow.
The killing scene in the storybook with silver needles all over the sky is a fantasy, but a doctor with superb medical skills can really insert a silver needle steadily into an acupuncture point and draw people's soul.
Looking at the whole world, those who have truly reached a certain level of medical skills no longer only study saving people, but also killing people.
Life and death are inherently inseparable.
Saving people may be to kill people, and killing people may be to save people.
"Xiao Zhiyun, please remember one sentence, specialize in everything and don't specialize in many. If you do one thing to the extreme, you will be the supreme existence." Wu Suowei's face flickered in the candlelight and darkness, "Don't look down on medical skills, do your best." Study carefully, whether to kill or save people, the future will only depend on your thoughts."
Wen Zhiyun, who was sitting on the steps, raised his head.
In the dark night sky, his face was so fragile, his lips were so red, and his eyes were full of expectation, "Doctor Wu, can you teach me?"
Teach me, kill people.
Wu Suowei's eyes flashed, seeming a little annoyed, but some words have been said and cannot be changed.
He was silent for a moment and said softly, "I hope you won't regret taking this path."
Without waiting for Wen Zhiyun to answer, he strode into the hospital again and said, "It's getting late today. Let's go back and rest. We'll come back tomorrow."
This is a promise to teach.
Wen Zhiyun was so happy that he stood up and bowed deeply to the medical center.
Turn around and return to the small courtyard.
The people who were having a lively discussion just now have dispersed, seemingly doing their own thing, but in fact they have been staring at the door.
Until the wooden door was pushed open and Wen Zhiyun walked in.
Xu Mo breathed a sigh of relief. The cakes in Zheng Ruqian's mouth tasted better. Fang Heng took a long breath and Chang Yan closed his eyes in relief.
Jiang Sheng jumped over and didn't ask where he was, nor did he criticize him for going out late at night. He just held his hand and said with a smile, "Fourth brother, fourth brother, third brother has been practicing too hard recently, and his legs are all black and blue. You See if there’s any way to remove it?”
Wen Zhiyun pursed his lips and smiled, "Yes, first use a towel to apply heat, and then massage with mature oil. The black spots will disappear in three days."
"What about the soreness in the arms and legs caused by over-practicing?" Jiang Sheng's big eyes rolled.
Wen Zhiyun thought briefly, "Alternate hot and cold, supplemented by muscle stretching, so that the tight body can be relieved."
Soreness caused by excessive exercise like this will gradually dissipate as long as you don't stop the next day.
Instead, if you stop, the pain will get worse.
Jiang Sheng was thoughtful, and when he came back to his senses, he smiled brightly, "Fourth brother knows everything, fourth brother is really awesome."
If Wen Zhiyun could only smile shyly before, now he understood that it was his sister who was clearly aware of his inferiority complex and thought of ways to praise himself and give him encouragement and courage.
But Jiang Sheng, true courage comes from irreplaceable strength.
Only when you are strong can you stand upright and be fearless.
"But thank you still, little Jiang Sheng." Wen Zhiyun held her sister's hand and said softly.
Jiang Sheng didn't know why, but he still smiled.
Is it her imagination? She always felt that after her fourth brother went out, his waist and spine were much straighter than before.
the next day.
Wen Zhiyun went to the door of the medical clinic early in the morning and waited with a look on his face.
Fang Heng continued training with eight domestic servants, hoping to be able to face the danger as soon as possible.
Xu Mo originally wanted to go to the county government office to take up his post, but he remembered the conversation at the county government office yesterday, and after careful consideration, he found Fang Heng.
"Lao San, do you know the new county magistrate's surname is Bian?" Xu Mo asked.
Fang Heng was startled.
Xu Mo added, "I heard that there is a girl from the Wang family in the Bian family. Maybe this county magistrate has something to do with you?"
Fang Heng's mother is Wang's legitimate daughter.
