This Doctor Is Too Wealthy

Du Heng looked at Du Xuejing’s smug expression and curled his lip. ”Hey, I was thinking about giving you some pocket money later. But looking at your attitude, I don’t think it’s necessary.”

Du Xuejing’s eyes widened, and she immediately dropped her triumphant expression, resorting to acting cute and spoiled towards Du Heng again.

Now Du Heng had a smug expression on his face, and Wu Shengnan clenched her teeth.

This scene also gave her a clear understanding of the relationship between Du Heng and Du Xuejing. This wasn’t a niece; this was like a daughter he was raising as his own.

The lunch break wasn’t long. After the group finished eating, they laughed and played for a while before it was time for Du Xuejing and the others to go to class.

After Du Heng and Wu Shengnan sent Du Xuejing and her friends on their way, Du Heng couldn’t wait any longer. ”Nannan, you go back to the hotel and get some sleep. I’ll go to the hospital and be back in a bit.”

Wu Shengnan stared at Du Heng speechlessly. ”Am I sick? I slept for only two hours this morning, and now I’m going back to sleep again? Do you think I’m a pig?”

She glanced at Du Heng and saw his anxious, excited face. Wu Shengnan said magnanimously, ”Never mind. You go do your thing. I also scheduled an appointment with a wedding photography studio. I’ll go talk to them, and you can come find me after you’re done.”

SMACK. Du Heng was so happy that he hugged Wu Shengnan and kissed her fiercely on the forehead. ”Nannan, you’re the best!”

Wu Shengnan wiped her forehead with a look of disdain and pushed Du Heng away. ”Alright, hurry up and go. Look at you, you’re so worked up you’re about to breathe fire.”

Du Heng didn’t know if he was about to breathe fire or not, but when Wu Shengnan said these words so considerately, his heart suddenly calmed. He could clearly feel his anxiety subside significantly.

When he arrived at the hospital, Du Heng didn’t contact Lan Changhua first. He wanted to confirm his diagnosis once more before calling him.

After all, it’s just past 2:00 PM, he thought. Perhaps the old man has only just woken up. His mind probably isn’t clear yet. A phone call from me might just make his blood pressure shoot up again. That would turn a good thing into a bad one.

He thought this was a good plan, and he kept repeating his judgment in his mind. With each repetition, his smile grew brighter. He had absolute confidence that his diagnosis was absolutely correct.

Following the same path as in the morning, Du Heng found Cao Binghe’s ward. He knocked on the door a couple of times—KNOCK KNOCK—and then pushed it open.

As soon as he entered, Du Heng’s steps faltered.

At this time, seven or eight doctors were standing by Cao Binghe’s bed, some Du Heng knew, and some he didn’t.

Those he knew included Lan Changhua and other doctors from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Internal Medicine Department; he had met them at least briefly and they looked very familiar.

There were also three people he didn’t recognize.

One was an old man, appearing to be over eighty with white hair yet a youthful complexion; his spirit was much more vibrant than Lan Changhua’s. On either side of the old man stood two young people, seemingly there to learn from him and also ready to look after him at any moment.

”Doctor Du?”

”Xiao Du?”

Hearing the door open, everyone instinctively looked towards the entrance. When they saw it was Du Heng, several people who recognized him called out in surprise.

”Xiao Du, what brings you here?” Lan Changhua was the most surprised and couldn’t help but ask.

Du Heng stiffened momentarily upon entering but quickly regained his composure, smiling as he walked in. ”I was thinking about Dr. Cao’s condition at noon and had some ideas. I came to verify them.”

Lan Changhua laughed. ”Well, that’s perfect! Hurry and come over. Let me introduce you.”

Lan Changhua had the person beside him make space for Du Heng, then gestured to the old man with white hair and a youthful complexion, introducing him. ”This is Sir Zhang Dewen, an East Hill Famous Celebrity.”

Hearing the name and place, Du Heng’s eyes lit up. ”Hello, Sir Zhang. My name is Du Heng, a junior in traditional Chinese medicine. I’ve long heard of your distinguished name. Just a few days ago, I read your article on ’Balanced Qi Movement,’ which gave me a more profound understanding of traditional Chinese medicine physiology and Western medicine physiology.”

Zhang Dewen looked at Du Heng with interest and asked with a smile, ”Oh? ’Balanced Qi Movement’ is an article that leans more towards theory than practice. You can understand it?”

His words were clearly a test for Du Heng.

But Du Heng didn’t panic. He said directly, ”The ’Emperor’s Inner Classic’ contains information on the laws of human life activities, scattered throughout various chapters. Although not systematic, it covers a wide range and generally includes:

1. The mechanism of human bodily changes, such as the male and female seven-eight rhythm centered on ’Tian Guei’;

2. The physiological characteristics and mechanisms of the human body at different stages of growth;

3. The mechanisms of digestion and absorption of food and drink, material metabolism, and respiration;

4. The circadian rhythm of human qi and blood flow, the relationship between mental activities and physical vitality and decline, the relationship between physical form and qi transformation, and many other aspects related to human physiology.”

Du Heng spoke with calm assurance, a testament to the support of his system and his own daily, unflaggingly diligent study.

When he laid out these points, Zhang Dewen’s expression as he looked at Du Heng changed. Lan Changhua didn’t stop him, watching Du Heng’s performance with a smile. The better the young man I introduced performs, the more credit it brings me, he thought.

”The ’Emperor’s Inner Classic’ emphasizes ’qi transformation,’” Du Heng continued, ”meaning that human life activities are completed under the influence of ’qi transformation.’ The results of qi transformation manifest in physical form through color, smell, function, and bodily changes, and it is regarded as the dual importance of form and spirit, or form and qi.”

Du Heng glanced at Cao Binghe on the sick bed and said, ”Dr. Cao’s illness today can also be explained through qi transformation.”

Zhang Dewen smiled broadly, but knowing this wasn’t the right place, he didn’t laugh out loud. ”Excellent, truly excellent! It seems Doctor Du has indeed studied the ’Emperor’s Inner Classic’ and has a very thorough understanding of ’Balanced Qi Movement.’ The article I wrote focuses too much on theory. It even discusses the developmental relationship between Qin-Han medicine and later medical traditions, making it quite dry. Even among my own students, few have read it thoroughly, let alone understood it so deeply.”

Lan Changhua said cheerfully, ”Xiao Du is a real talent. His medical theory perfectly aligns with the ’Unity of Heaven and Man’ concept, without adhering strictly to any particular school like Yang-supplementing, Cold-cooling, or Fire-Godness. When you have time, Sir Zhang, I’ll properly introduce him. If you find this child promising, please offer him some guidance too.”

Zhang Dewen nodded with a smile. ”Is he your student?”

Lan Changhua shook his head. ”I’m not so fortunate. This young man was entirely self-taught before; he’s a self-made genius. He only enrolled in the Master and Doctoral program at their Provincial Traditional Chinese Medicine University at the beginning of this year.”

As Lan Changhua spoke, the look of regret in his eyes was palpable.

Zhang Dewen noticed this and became even more interested in Du Heng.

Just as he was about to say more, one of the young men beside him, about Du Heng’s age, suddenly interjected, ”Teacher, let’s focus on diagnosing the patient. You’ve been busy all morning and haven’t rested yet. You should finish up quickly and go rest. You have a meeting tomorrow morning.”

Zhang Dewen smiled at the student who had spoken. ”This old fellow is getting on in years, and he’s just worried about my health. Please don’t mind him, everyone.”

Lan Changhua also smiled at the student. ”Sir Zhang, you’re being too kind. It’s already remarkable that you could come today.”

Of course, everyone present, including Du Heng, turned to look at the student who had spoken.

Not everyone here was exceptionally astute, but it would certainly be difficult to find a fool among them. However, since he was Sir Zhang’s student and expressing concern for his teacher’s health, everyone could only smile and outwardly agree.

But his little scheme was far too obvious.