Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 54 - 54 54 I admire you

54: Chapter 54 I admire you 54: Chapter 54 I admire you “Ha…Acknowledging this, having a beautiful assistant like you is also my honor, isn’t it?”

With such a beautiful nurse to talk with, time seemed to fly by.

In no time at all, Wang Xiaoqiang was wheeled out.

“It’s miraculous, truly miraculous, this is simply unbelievable, a real marvel in the history of medicine!” He Wenbai exclaimed as soon as he came out, muttering nonstop and staring at Song Xiaodong, making Song feel quite uneasy.

Cao Mingxian, however, was frowning deeply, his expression quite unpleasant, and said, “How could this be?

How could this have happened?”

He Wenbai cleared his throat and said, “This is what I always talk about in the field of medicine.

There are no limits to learning.

If you rely solely on what you have learned now, on your current medical skills and status, then you can only be an ordinary doctor and not a famous one.

I hope everyone takes this as a motivation, reflects deeply after going back, and asks themselves whether they are already satisfied with their current level, whether they are not striving for further progress, or whether they are unable to accept new medical techniques.”

Several doctors looked ashamed, and Cao Mingxian felt as if He Wenbai’s words were specifically aimed at him, making his face even more sullen.

“Mr.

Song, can we go have a talk now?” He Wenbai then looked towards Song Xiaodong.

“Alright.” Song Xiaodong knew that if he didn’t agree to the vice president, he would surely be pestered endlessly.

This old man indeed had a very strong desire for knowledge.

Once in He Wenbai’s office, He Wenbai personally brewed a cup of tea for Song Xiaodong, and after sitting down, he rubbed his hands together in excitement like a primary school student and said, “Mr.

Song, I wonder if you could tell me what the principle behind this treatment is?”

Song Xiaodong laughed and said, “I’m afraid even if I told you, you might not be able to learn it?”

“Why?

Doesn’t Mr.

Song wish his medical skills to be renowned for generations to come?”

Song Xiaodong shrugged and said, “It’s not that I lack the desire to save the world, but rather my medical skills are based on a very special cultivation technique.

Let’s say, like Hua Tuo.

You know of his Five-Animal Exercise, right?”

“Of course, I know about it, and I have practiced it as well.

It indeed has certain health benefits.”

Song Xiaodong sighed and said, “What has been passed down nowadays can only be considered a common form of exercise.

The Five-Animal Exercise that Hua Tuo truly knew was an extremely powerful cultivation technique that could give one a certain energy within their body.

This energy is very mysterious, and without truly learning it, one cannot grasp its essence.”

“So, that’s how it is…

I wonder if I could…,” He Wenbai stuttered, then hurriedly added, “I know this should be the essence of our Traditional Chinese Medicine.

I have always been researching TCM and found that what is passed down nowadays is just the use of medicine.

The deeper knowledge in TCM has mostly been lost, just like the energy Mr.

Song mentioned.

If I could learn it, I could serve the patients better.”

Song Xiaodong, greatly respecting He Wenbai’s eager spirit of learning, shook his head and said, “It’s not that I’m unwilling to teach you.

Firstly, you are older, and secondly, learning this type of thing indeed requires a certain fate.

When we learned this method originally, there were no less than a hundred people, but in the end, only I succeeded.

This matter is about enlightenment and not something you can learn if you simply wish to.”

Pausing for a moment, Song Xiaodong then said, “Moreover, even if you learn it, it simply can’t be widely disseminated.

Treating a single illness takes considerable resources, managing it once or twice a week is already good.”

Looking somewhat disappointed, He Wenbai said, “So that’s the case.

Then it really can’t be widely used, but…” he rubbed his hands together, his face lighting up with a smile, “could I…try it?”

Song Xiaodong looked at He Wenbai and said, “I can give you a copy, but I advise you not to spread it around, especially to those with ulterior motives.

I am doing this because I see your passion for medicine and your ethics are sound.

Whether you succeed or not depends on your own insight and luck.

But if you do succeed and use it for anything unethical, I will definitely not let you go.”

Towards the end, Song Xiaodong’s tone was stern, and his gaze piercing as he stared at He Wenbai.

In that moment, rather than being pleased, He Wenbai felt alarmed and said earnestly, “I will keep Mr.

Song’s teachings in mind and dare not forget them.

In the field of medicine, the accomplished are the teachers.

May I call you…teacher?”

Song Xiaodong waved his hand and said, “That’s not necessary.

I just find you quite agreeable.”

If anyone else in the hospital had heard this, they would have thought Song Xiaodong was crazy.

He Wenbai held absolute authority in the hospital; even the president had to give him face.

Yet here was a young man in his twenties, daring to speak so casually.

Yet, He Wenbai did not mind at all but instead showed a joyful expression and said, “Then if I have anything else I need to consult Mr.

Song about, I hope you won’t hesitate to enlighten me.”

Song Xiaodong, appreciating He Wenbai’s humble attitude even more, said, “I don’t dare take credit for teaching.

We can discuss it together when the time comes.”

He Wenbai nodded repeatedly, excitedly saying, “Very well, I’ll thank Mr.

Song in advance.

This is my business card.

Ah…giving Mr.

Song a business card might be taking too much liberty.

Let’s exchange phone numbers instead.

If you ever need me to do something, feel free to call me.”

After exchanging phone numbers with He Wenbai, Song Xiaodong left the vice president’s office, which He Wenbai saw him out to the door of.

“Vice President He, I have a procurement list here that needs your approval,” said a middle-aged man in his forties who was just coming in.

Song Xiaodong smiled and said, “You go ahead with your work, I’ll leave now.”

“Then Mr.

Song, I won’t see you out any further.

We’ll contact by phone later,” He Wenbai said hurriedly.

Song Xiaodong waved his hand and strode away.

The middle-aged man couldn’t help but watch Song Xiaodong’s figure, as he had been an employee at the hospital for a long time and was very clear about the kind of person He Wenbai was.

This vice president had a distinct personality, being extremely humble in academic matters but rather unsmooth in social interactions.

No matter who visited, whether they were leaders or wealthy people, if they did not discuss medical issues he liked, he would not show a good face.

Seeing him treat a young man with such courtesy today, who was this young man, and what was his background?

Regardless of his background, it was crucial to remember him well—to avoid offending him in the future.