Song Mai's eyes were complicated and contained great joy. Just as the emperor wanted to become a wise king, and the general wanted to banish the wolf to his throne, what doctor didn't want to become a "miracle doctor" passed down through the ages?
It's just too difficult. Song Mai doesn't have the qualifications, but the young apprentice he has accepted may be able to do it.
From now on, Song Mai will teach Ling Bao more diligently.
Lingbao said goodbye to his master and went to find his brother. Cheng Yun did not study medicine, so he would not be shameless enough to approach him. The apprentice of Miaorentang moved a chair for him, and he sat on it and recited the Analects of Confucius silently.
If there were any problems or stuck areas, he would write them down silently and consolidate them when he returned.
Therefore, even though I am waiting for someone, I am not bored.
"Brother, I've finished asking, let's go." Lingbao held Cheng Yun's knees and said with a crooked eyebrow. Before Cheng Yun could stand up, he couldn't wait to say, "I just treated several patients."
Check your pulse!"
Cheng Yun was slightly surprised and took the patient's pulse. Do they agree?
Ling Bao nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "I agree. My master asked them and they agreed." She sighed sincerely, "They are really good people."
Cheng Yun smiled and rubbed her head, said hello to Dr. Song, and then led her away.
Behind him, Song Mai put his hands behind his back and kept looking at their backs.
An old doctor saw him and joked: "Why, Lao Song, you still can't let go of your little apprentice?"
"What do you know? My apprentice will be a well-known miracle doctor in the future!" Old Doctor Song showed off in a grand manner. Maybe even the emperor would treat her with courtesy.
The old doctor joked: "What a miracle doctor? Why did you, an old guy like you, beat me to it in the first place?"
They say this, but in fact they don't really believe it. Miracle doctors are harder to come by than Jinshi. There are Jinshi in every year, but miracle doctors are not always available.
Old Doctor Song glanced at them proudly, "Just wait, I will definitely envy you to death in the future!"
He took his pulse and asked for advice, but the delay was a bit long. When he arrived at Gao Xianqing's house, it was already quite late, and he would have to leave soon.
Hearing this, Gao Xianqing's face suddenly darkened.
He turned around and went to the study without saying a word, sat down and read with a book, his face still as dark as before.
No one who saw it would dare to get close to it easily, because they were worried that nothing would be left in the explosion.
Lingbao followed up, put his hand on him naturally, and said in a good temper: "Grandpa Gao, don't be angry, that's my master, I have to spend more time with him."
She's not the kind of bad kid who just throws it away after use. That's not a thing. What do you think she is?
Once a teacher, always a father. If she hadn't been so young, she would have stayed with Song Mai and devoted her whole life.
Gao Xianqing's frown deepened and he asked in a deep voice, "Did he ask you to bring tea and water?"
That's too much. Ling Bao has small arms and legs. What if he gets burned?
Ling Bao thought for a while and shook his head honestly. Not only did he not, but Old Doctor Song saw her puckering her lips and gave her the tea that the apprentice had brewed for him. It seemed that she just chatted with the master for a while.
Gao Xianqing's brows were slightly relaxed, but his face was still a little ugly.
In terms of closeness, how could he possibly compare to "Master"?
After thinking about it, Gao Xianqing suddenly had an idea and asked, "Lingbao, are you willing to accept me as your teacher?"
That's right, if you can't compete, just join and he can also become Ling Bao's master. There is not only one master, and he is different from the one taught by Song Mai, which makes sense!
Ling Bao was stunned for a moment: "Ah?"
"Ah, what, you don't want to?" Gao Xianqing's face darkened again.
Alas, Grandpa Gao’s face and the weather in June can change at any time.
Cheng Yun's expression changed. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He wished he could have promised Ling Bao that with Gao Xianqing as his teacher, even if he could not become Han Changli and Li Taibai, Ling Bao's literary attainments would not be too low.
But he has always respected Ling Bao, and whether Ling Bao wants it or not is the first priority.
"No
"Isn't that right?" Ling Bao shook his head and said happily, "I am very willing!"
I guess you are sensible, Gao Xianqing said: "Call the teacher and come and listen."
"Teacher!" Ling Baoke was good and did whatever he was told.
Gao Xianqing nodded with satisfaction.
Ling Bao suddenly remembered something: "Should I tell my father first before becoming a disciple?"
Apprenticeship is a very solemn event, and of course the elders must be present.
Gao Xianqing's eyes widened: "Why, he still dares to object?!"
Cheng Yun couldn't help but said: "My father shouldn't dare to object."
Unless he wants to be scolded bloody again.
"Okay, it's settled." Gao Xianqing made the final decision and said to Cheng Yun, "Go back and tell your father that the apprenticeship ceremony should be simple."
Cheng Yun quickly stood up and bowed respectfully: "Yes."
Gao Xianqing was finally satisfied, showed an imperceptible smile, took a book from the bookshelf and handed it to Ling Bao, with a kind tone: "Look, if you don't understand anything, just ask me."
Then he said to Cheng Yun expressionlessly: "You can take whatever you want to see."
Cheng Yun: "..."
What a clear distinction.
Some deliberately suppressed sounds came from the small courtyard, it was Gao Yi who was back.
Gao Yi is now teaching children at a landlord's house. He has been taught by Gao Xianqing since he was a child, but he has seen his father being excluded and targeted many times, and he is deeply aware of the darkness in his sense field, and he does not have much obsession with an official career.
Wealth and fame in life are nothing more than external things.
In this regard, Gao Xianqing did not force Gao Yi. In his opinion, his son was not smart enough and was naive. If he really entered the officialdom, he might be sold and count money for others. It was really inappropriate.
After returning, Gao Yi came to see his father first.
"Brothers Lingbao and Yun are here too." He smiled honestly.
"Uncle Gao..." Lingbao suddenly paused, and her mind was spinning in a circle. Since she had accepted Grandpa Gao as her teacher, she and Uncle Gao would be a backup. She would not be able to call her uncle again.
It was appropriate, so Ling Bao changed his tone and said, "Brother Gao!"
"Hey - eh?" Gao Yi responded loudly at first, then froze, "What did you call me?"
"Brother Gao." Ling Bao blinked innocently.
Gao Yi was still stunned. He didn't understand why one day passed and he was directly demoted one generation?
"Lingbao, did you call me wrong?"
Ling Bao shook his head, as if he found his shocked expression amusing, and said with a smile: "No, if you don't believe me, ask Master."
Gao Yi glanced around: "Your master is here? Where is he?"
Didn't see it.
Ling Bao pointed at Gao Xianqing with his palms facing up and said in a singing tone: "Here~"
"Your master is my father? My father is your master?"
"Yes, yes, that's why I'm going to change my name to you, Brother Gao."
It’s also amazing that these two unrelated siblings are more than thirty years apart!