The Great Doctor Girl

"The end of medicine is metaphysics, and the mysteries of metaphysics are hidden in our daily exploration." I often feel this way, and over the years of running a medical clinic, I feel more and more that this statement is true.

Xia Ruoxi turned around when she heard the voice, with a flash of surprise in her eyes, "Master, you are finally here. Come and see, this medical clinic has changed a lot under Sister Ruoxi's management!" Xin Xin said as he quickly came forward.

"That's right. I noticed it as soon as I came in. It's so neat and tidy. Ruoxi, you are amazing." I praised sincerely.

Xia Ruoxi blushed slightly and said modestly, "This is all the result of everyone's hard work. By the way, we have a few interns here, and they all have great potential."

As I was speaking, a few young faces came out of the pharmacy and shyly greeted me. "Hello, welcome to our Yiyi team," I replied with a smile.

"We are planning to clean up the teaching area, and we will be able to recruit students as soon as you come back, Master." Xin Xin added excitedly.

"This is a big deal, let's do it together!" I rubbed my hands together.

We immediately went to work, heading to the teaching area. It hadn't been cleaned up since the renovations, and there was still some clutter. "Let's clear out this useless stuff first," I suggested. Everyone got to work, and soon, a large area had been cleared.

"How should these herbal specimens be arranged?" asked an intern holding several boxes of specimens.

Xia Ruoxi thought for a moment and said, "Classify them according to pharmacology and then sort them by efficacy to make it easier for students to learn. In addition, in our subsequent courses, there will be special specimen explanation sessions. This arrangement will allow everyone to quickly find the corresponding specimens for observation and research when learning different pharmacological knowledge." Everyone nodded and got busy in an orderly manner.

While sorting, I said with emotion: "Xinxin, you have changed so much. You used to be so irritable, but now you can stand on your own."

Xin Xin scratched his head and smiled sheepishly: "I learned all this from Sister Ruoxi, and the atmosphere of this medical hall has made me grow up without realizing it."

A few hours later, the teaching area was ablaze with life. Looking at the neatly arranged tables and chairs, the neatly arranged specimen racks, we all smiled with satisfaction. "Now, we just wait for the students to arrive," Xia Ruoxi's eyes were filled with anticipation. "Yes, a new chapter is about to begin. The baton of knowledge inheritance will soon be passed to a new generation of dreamers." I took a deep breath, and I could already see the students in the medical hall, eager to learn.

"The Twenty-Eight Constellations lantern array has been set up in the Five Elements Clinic." Xia Ruoxi unfolded the gold-embossed silk book, and the compass needle held by Xin Xin suddenly pointed to the southeast corner.

We followed the spiritual energy of the earth veins and pushed open the dusty attic. We were surprised to see that the rosewood medicine cabinet left by my mother was absorbing the moonlight, and golden seal characters appeared in each drawer.

This is the treasure my mother left me.

"Let's send out the enrollment information first, and then everyone can brainstorm to see who writes the best." Based on my suggestion, everyone began to rack their brains.

Half an hour passed, and Xin Xin was the fastest. She raised her hand and read her copy: "My dear children, do you want to learn Yi medicine? Come to our medical school. Famous teachers will lead the way, and we will give you plenty of practical exercises. After you finish your studies, you will master the skills of a great doctor and have a bright future!"

Xia Ruoxi: The path of medicine is long, and inheritance is the light. This medical hall invites you to embark on a journey of Yi medicine, explore the mysteries of life through classics and practice, and embark on a new journey in the medical field together.

Intern Xiao Li: "Who would understand, family?! The thought of studying medicine at this incredible medical school is so exciting I can't sleep! Come and join me in the hustle and bustle of the Yiyi masters!"

Intern Xiao Zhang: Once you step into this medical hall, you will unlock the secrets of great doctors, receive guidance from professional mentors, and participate in many interesting practices. Come quickly!

I was really happy to see everyone's enthusiastic and active participation, and I couldn't help but sigh that young people think differently.

After intense discussion, it was finally determined as follows:

【Practice medicine to save the world and pass on the torch】

Luoshu Medical Hall Jiachen Year Enrollment Notice

Inheriting the orthodoxy of Yi medicine and integrating the essence of the four elements. Now restarting:

1 Lingshu Nine Needles Inheritance Class (only for those born in the year and month of Chen)

2 Bencao Tongyouge (needs those who are proficient in the language of plants and trees)

3. Astrology, Medicine, and Divination (Introduction to Zi Wei Dou Shu)

Lecturer:

·Contemporary Qimen Medical Girl Luoshu

(Owner of the sect's treasure, the Four Symbols Needle)

(The founder of the Herb Body Tempering Technique)

· (Master of Astrology and Pathology)

From now on, those who bring the fragments of ancient medical prescriptions to the hole in the sycamore tree in the south of the city and wait for the bluebird to bring a laurel branch will be shortlisted.

The thousand-year-old ginkgo trees in Lingshan Temple are shedding their leaves, and each piece of gold foil is engraved with Sanskrit.

Master Wuming's staff dangled from the eaves, startling the Diting Beast, which had been about to pounce on Yining, and retreated back to its lotus seat. The Buddhist beads on Jing Suo's wrist suddenly flew up, forming a swastika amidst the incense smoke.

"Young donors have accepted the Twelve Great Vows of Medicine Buddha." A blue lotus blossomed from the monk's fingertips, and the scarlet mandala birthmark on Yining's neck gradually faded. "At midnight on the winter solstice, go to the pagoda forest to find the reclining Guanyin statue..."

On the way home, the mountain fog thickened, and the body temperatures of the children in my arms fluctuated. Jing Suo fiddled with the palm-leaf scroll given by the master, while Yining suddenly pointed at a rift in the clouds—where a blood-red lotus was faintly blooming...

Three years later.

Luoshu Yiyi Hall is always intertwined with tranquility and mystery.

Today, Jing Shuo and Yining are four years old. The growth of these two children is full of extraordinary signs, as if they are being pulled by the thread of fate towards an unknown direction.

It was another early morning, the mist still lingering, and the medical hall was as quiet as ever. Suddenly, a strange noise from the third shelf of the rosewood medicine cabinet shattered the stillness.

I twisted the laurel branch and walked quickly into the clinic, only to see Xia Ruoxi staring blankly at the open copies of the Yellow Emperor's Toad Classic on the floor. The toad pictures on the yellowed pages were actually puffing their cheeks in the morning light, which was extremely weird.

"Master, Jing Suo is in trouble again! He threw the pestle into the lamp array." Xin Xin hurried in holding Yining who was crying non-stop. The cinnabar mole on the child's forehead was oozing golden liquid again, just like the thrilling scenes in the past, which was terrifying.

"Look at this..." She hadn't finished her words when the wooden dragon lantern in the southeast corner suddenly blazed brightly. The four-symbol needle on my wrist began to hum and vibrate, and the pattern of a blue dragon flowed through my veins. I recalled the extraordinary moments of my children's growth over the past three and a half years, from the constellation of Kuixiu formed by the ceiling lights in the delivery room at birth to the various strange phenomena during the full moon, each seemed to foreshadow their extraordinary destinies.

"Take the child to the Heavenly Doctor position." I made a quick decision, cut my fingertip, and carved the character "Ghost" on the compass. A drop of crimson blood dripped onto the compass, unexpectedly forming the shape of the Well constellation in mid-air.

Then, the top shelf of the medicine cabinet automatically opened, and a shimmer of green light rose from the bronze medicine scale left by his mother. Jing Suo's natal chart slowly emerged from the scale pan. With the Moon inauspicious in the Palace of Illness and Disaster, and the Right Star in the Palace of Poison and Intoxication, this complex and mysterious chart resembled the unknown future of children.

The trajectory of fate seems to have new ripples at this moment.

At that moment, Xia Ruoxi suddenly called out, "Master, look at the back of Yining's neck!" I quickly looked over and saw that the once scarlet mandala birthmark was now radiating twelve colors of light. A shadowy figure of a listening beast leaped out of the green smoke and seized the Buddhist beads on Jing Suo's wrist. This scene echoed the scene of the full moon, and it reminded me of the jade bottle in the hands of the reclining Guanyin statue at Lingshan Temple. The inscription on the bottle was exactly the same as the Gu insect shells that children spew out when they reach the full moon.

"It's not poison." I twirled my Buddhist beads and shone them in the light. The starlight from the relic illuminated the secret compartment of the medicine cabinet. "It's a fragment of glass from the Medicine Buddha." As I finished speaking, the long-dusted "Great Initiation Sutra" in the secret compartment moved without a breeze, and the twelfth volume rustled open on the delivery bed.

A piece of malachite fell out of the scripture, and it matched Yining's birthmark perfectly. When the pendulum pointed to the third quarter of the morning, the whole medical hall suddenly rang with the sound of Buddhist chants. Jing Suo suddenly chuckled and reached out to grab the starlight in mid-air.

"Master!" Xin Xin screamed, stepping back. The starlight condensed into a miniature Twenty-Eight Mansions in Jing Suo's palm, and Yining's tears turned into crystal as they fell to the ground, each facet reflecting a different prescription.

Over the past three years, such strange phenomena have occurred many times, making me more certain that the poison in the children's bodies was not Gu at all, but the fragments of stars that fell off the Medicine Buddha's Pestle.

The twins fed on stars in the womb, their fates rewritten from the start.

Suddenly, the constellation map in Jing Suo's hand shot towards the medicine cabinet, and the red sandalwood grain began to flow, forming a meridian map. Yining also suddenly began to recite the "Thousand Golden Prescriptions," but the voice was that of an eighty-year-old woman: "The three corpse insects fear cinnabar, but when they encounter star marrow, they transform into rocs..."

"Star marrow?" Xia Ruoxi was about to write it down when the sound of wings piercing the air suddenly came from outside the window. Seventeen bluebirds, bearing laurel branches, flew into the clinic room and instantly burned to ash in the array of lights. From the ashes emerged the applicant's natal chart. Xin Xin suddenly pointed at Jing Ruo and shouted, "He's modifying the chart!" The starlight in the child's hand pierced through the illness palace of a certain applicant, transforming the Mars in the heart into the Sun and Moon shining together.

The owner of the modified horoscope was currently standing under the sycamore tree in the south of the city. I could see clearly through the smoke that the snake-shaped birthmark on the girl's wrist resonated strongly with Yining's mandala.

This series of events has made me increasingly aware that the fate of these two children is not only about themselves, but also closely linked to a mysterious force in this world. Their every move could trigger unexpected changes. The chess game of fate has quietly unfolded, and every move is full of variables.

"Close the museum immediately," I decided decisively, waving my sleeve and rattling the pestle. "Take the children to the Astrology Observatory. The weather is changing." As the Four Symbols needles were inserted into the armillary sphere, seventy-two blood-red eyes suddenly opened from the clouds. Yining suddenly levitated, forming the Great Sun Tathagata Seal. Jing Suo bit his fingertip, letting out a drip of stardust-stained blood. He then drew the long-lost "Thirteen Ghost Gate Needles" formation on the blue bricks.

Meanwhile, morning light streamed across the Compendium of Materia Medica patterns on the Suzhou embroidery screen, carving diamond-shaped spots of light across the bronze lantern array of the Twenty-Eight Mansions. I adjusted the crown of the Patek Philippe Starry Sky watch Huang Junze had given me, and the projection of the Four Symbols needles on the examination table solidified into today's prescription.

The holographic label on the third layer of the rosewood medicine cabinet suddenly flashed red, and amber mucus seeped out of the cabinet surface, condensing into the fluorescent number "1095", which was exactly the number of days since the children were freed from the poison.