Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 651

Chapter 651: Chapter 651

Yang Fan came to seek medical treatment, but somehow he ended up with a master.

Old Sir Huang and Mr. Fan approached the matter of apprenticeship from completely different angles.

Mr. Fan didn’t care whether Yang Fan addressed him as master or not; he would just start teaching whenever he felt like it.

But Mr. Huang was different; he needed to confirm their relationship first before he would start to impart his knowledge.

Yang Fan never disliked learning Traditional Chinese Medicine; in fact, he quite liked it.

However, in this very pragmatic society, he was more urgently concerned with solving his financial problems.

When earning money conflicted with learning, he chose the former.

Now, he doesn’t have a choice anymore.

From now on, he could only try his best to adjust his schedule, shifting things around here and there, managing to free up a few hours a day to come here for serious study with Mr. Huang.

After Yang Fan agreed, Mr. Huang’s smile became noticeably brighter, and his touch much gentler.

Yang Fan’s wounds looked fearsome but were actually easy to deal with.

Huang Baoming simply applied a few needles and then prescribed a topical formula for Zhang Yulan, who accompanied him, to prepare into a paste.

Huang Baoming’s sole disciple, Qian Xiaoying, then helped Yang Fan manage his wounds.

After cleaning the wound and applying medicine, the job was done. The process was just that simple.

What mattered were the needles Mr. Huang applied and the topical formula he prescribed.

This old man’s medical skills were absolutely unquestionable; after all, Yang Fan had seen many doctors, and this man was undoubtedly a miracle worker in his eyes. The patients he referred here were numerous, and nearly all of them spent a little money to cure major illnesses.

Take, for example, Yang Fan’s charming neighbor Li Jia, who visited several hospitals and was ultimately advised to undergo excision, with a more than thirty percent chance of recovery.

If such lovely assets were to be removed, Li Jia would lose all her charm.

Latterly, Yang Fan introduced Li Jia here, and after just a few doses of medicine, she had long been cured.

"Fanzi, do you know why master likes you so much?" Xiao Ying’s warm palms gently pressed against Yang Fan’s waist as she helped him clean the impure blood from his wound, speaking softly.

Yang Fan shook his head, "If I knew, I’d definitely have responded more cleverly and avoided those needles for no reason."

Qian Xiao Ying chuckled softly, sneaked a glance inside, and whispered into Yang Fan’s ear: "It’s because master has always thought you have great potential for learning medicine, with good comprehension. It would be a pity not to pass on his mantle to you. Ever since master noticed your keen understanding of the Eight Principles, I have been seen as a fool to him and get scolded every day."

"Surely not..." Yang Fan said in surprise, "I don’t even know what the Eight Principles are! That’s impossible!"

"The Eight Principles are things like exterior/interior, cold/heat, deficiency/excess. You might not know what they are, but you have been able to deduce some aspects even without understanding the principles. Whereas, even though I know what they are, having studied them for so long, I still can’t match them to the symptoms correctly," Qian Xiao Ying pouted her lips, speaking dejectedly.

This is a woman whose every feature emanates gentleness.

Shoulder-length brown hair, a high nose bridge, small lips, gentleness mingled with a touch of valiance.

Yang Fan was also very familiar with her; many times when delivering medicine, it was Qian Xiao Ying who received them.

Being familiar with Mr. Huang, it was impossible for Yang Fan to not know Qian Xiao Ying.

"I was just guessing blindly; Mr. Huang was just saying that on purpose. You have formally studied, and I haven’t learned anything, how could I possibly be better than you?" Yang Fan laughed, "Please don’t hold a grudge against me because of this. I’m afraid I really don’t have any particular insight."

"Fanzi, being too humble isn’t really a good virtue." Qian Xiaoying said laughing.

"What I said is all true." Yang Fan muttered.

He was feeling sleepier.

After running around and maintaining a tense expression for such a long time, now that he was relaxing, drowsiness was creeping on him like a tide; although Yang Fan was talking to Qian Xiaoying, it seemed more like a subconscious response.

"Fanzi, aren’t you curious why Master suddenly changed his mind about you?" Qian Xiaoying asked.

"Hmm..."

Yang Fan’s eyelids drooped.

Qian Xiaoying turned her head to glance at him, chuckled with pursed lips, and then stopped speaking.

Very gently tending to the clean wound, Qian Xiaoying was about to put down the clothes Yang Fan had worn on his back, her hand moved slightly, but then she hesitated. She seemed lost in thought, her fingers originally poised to grab the clothes, gently touched Yang Fan’s firm back, and lightly stroked downward.

"You, this person..."

Qian Xiaoying’s lips gently curved up, her already gentle eyes were now tender as if about to spin silk.

Her fingers as if caressing something extremely dear, very gently feeling the sensation of skin contact, as if she dared not apply too much force.

A faint snoring sound started up.

Qian Xiaoying smiled, whispering in a very low voice, "Master often says, you’re destined to be entangled in karma in this lifetime, wherever you go there will always be blossoming peach flowers, told me to keep away from you, not to get too close."

"I believe what Master said is right, but precisely because it’s right, he should know, some things you just can’t escape..."

"I even thought about avoiding you before, even tried to transfer my feelings to another, but then, I ended up failing successfully. Just, I’ve performed so much of this unrequited play, why is it that you, this guy, have absolutely no reaction?"

"Seeing your reaction, afterwards, I thought maybe Master was wrong, your karmic entanglements probably only mean the roadside peach blossoms bloom for you, but you, this oblivious guy, may not notice the peach flowers vying in beauty, seeing them putting forth their fragrance to the utmost."

"So what should I do now? This little thing, I’m almost developing a heartache from being so entwined. Right, that woman that came with you, she must be your woman, or one of them, right? How did you two end up together?"

"It couldn’t have been... was it the girl who took initiative? I think it must have been, you look like the kind of person who doesn’t know how to refuse, always feeling you shouldn’t hurt others, but you end up hurting people all the time."

"Do you think I should take the initiative with you too? But I’m worried about being rejected..."

Yang Fan was sleeping soundly, Qian Xiaoying’s muttered words, he didn’t hear a single one.

This sleep was so solid that Yang Fan didn’t dream even a little bit, and slept soundly until daybreak.

Dawn.

When dew was still condensing on the grass leaves, Yang Fan woke up.

Tossing on the bed, he stretched comfortably, first recalling where he was, then Yang Fan rolled over and got off the bed. The wound on his waist had already been dressed, and he could not feel any pain anymore.

The effects of Mr. Huang’s medicine were visibly wonderful.

His clothes had also been changed, appearing to be Mr. Huang’s.

Not many people wear robes with right-side lapels nowadays, but Mr. Huang is one of them.