Farm Girl's Manor
Chapter 1078 - 345: Revenge Taken, Danger Approaches_3

Chapter 1078: Chapter 345: Revenge Taken, Danger Approaches_3

"Master, you mustn’t praise your disciple too much; otherwise, what will happen if the disciple becomes arrogant?" Knowing that she wasn’t of poor aptitude, Mo Yan breathed a huge sigh of relief and, in her joy, spoke playfully.

Starting a few days ago, she was no longer able to comprehend anything from the medical books and thought it was due to her dull aptitude. She worried that she wouldn’t be able to learn Mrs. Du’s Nine Needles, but to her surprise her aptitude turned out to be quite good, which was really wonderful!

"Ha-ha, so tell me, can you become arrogant?" Doctor Du laughed as he asked in return, but he knew in his heart that this disciple was steady by nature. She might become proud, but she would never become complacent.

Mo Yan nodded vigorously, her eyes shining brightly as she said, "Having the opportunity to learn such exquisite acupuncture, how could I not be proud? However, the proudest one should be the grandmaster who created such a powerful needlework."

On hearing this, Doctor Du laughed even louder, "I don’t know whether you are arrogant or not, but it’s true that your ability to flatter has greatly improved."

Mo Yan, thick-skinned, did not change her expression at her master’s teasing, "What the disciple is saying is the truth, not just empty words. Otherwise, where would I find another master as capable as you?"

"Cough, you girl, now you’re making fun of your master. Do you have any manners at all?" Doctor Du, not as thick-skinned, immediately backed down as he pretended to sternly reprimand his disciple.

Mo Yan stuck out her tongue and took two steps back, pretending to be scared, which made Doctor Du laugh once more.

The weather was getting colder day by day, and there were many more patients than in other seasons. The master and disciple did not have much time for idle chatter. After taking pulses and prescribing medicine for all the clinic’s patients, Doctor Du finally found time to explain the essence of Mrs. Du’s Nine Needles, based on the insights Mo Yan had gleaned. These were secrets passed down orally within the Du lineage and were not found in the books on medical techniques.

Mo Yan was like a sponge, eagerly soaking up everything Doctor Du explained. The two indulged in learning until they were both so hungry they saw stars, only then realizing a lot of time had passed. When they finally looked outside, the sky was pitch-black, without a hint of light.

After having dinner with her master at the clinic, Mo Yan used the excuse of staying overnight at her father’s place to decline her master’s kind offer to send her home. Huddled in the slightly chilly carriage, she recalled everything her master had taught her, and her mind became even clearer.

When she had almost finished reviewing what she’d learned, she entered Space and started talking to Xuetuan, "My talents must not have been as good in my previous life compared to this one, right? How much of Mrs. Du’s Nine Needles did I comprehend back then?"

Xuetuan joked, "Are you planning to compete with yourself?"

Mo Yan shook her head, "You’re wrong; the previous life is the previous life, and this life is this life. Although it’s me in both, they should not be conflated. I just want to set a small goal for myself, to surpass that life first."

Upon hearing this, Xuetuan became curious, "Surpassing your previous life is a small goal, so what’s your big goal?"

Mo Yan, brimming with lofty ambition, said, "Naturally, it is to stand on the shoulders of giants and create a more exquisite form of needlework, to bring glory to Mrs. Du’s Nine Needles, to make Du medical techniques the Polaris of the Medical World, and to make the whole world tremble at its mention."

Xuetuan yawned and said with squinted eyes, "Chuunibyou really isn’t something to aspire to, my lad, better go wash up and sleep!"

Mo Yan felt a deep sting from the comment and slapped Xuetuan’s plump body, "Clearly, you’re not my offspring!"

Xuetuan rolled its eyes and whooshed up to a tall fruit tree, deciding to ignore its master who had been corrupted by Little Flower for an entire year.

In fact, one year in Space was only one day in the outside world!

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Since she started learning Mrs. Du’s Nine Needles, Mo Yan’s days had become busier. She would get up early every morning, have breakfast, and then hurry off to the clinic in the carriage.

Upon arrival at the clinic, she and Doctor Du would see patients together. When encountering seriously ill patients who wished to recover quickly, Doctor Du would employ Mrs. Du’s Nine Needles and explain the purpose and technique of each needle to Mo Yan, who watched from the side.

Mo Yan was very earnest in her studies, and even though she couldn’t practice hands-on in the clinic, every evening when she returned home, she would ask Xuetuan to help create a lifelike human body on which she practiced with the silver needles she had purchased.

Initially, Xuetuan would mark each acupoint on the human body, and after two days of practice, Mo Yan could accurately locate each acupoint. After all, she had previously studied a Human Acupuncture Points Book. Even though this era lacked advanced medical equipment and the acupoints marked in the book were not very precise, they were still mostly accurate.