After my luck was stolen, I led my whole family to defy fate and change our destiny.

"Ode to a Beautiful Woman" was extremely famous and caused a sensation at the time; even the Empress Dowager praised it.

Who would have thought that this was originally a love token written to a sweetheart?

"Does the gentleman wish to clear his name?" Gu Yu'an asked earnestly.

Chen Boqing sighed: "So what if I want to? It's not like I haven't tried to explain."

Gu Yu'an: "What if I could help you clear your name, sir?"

"you?"

It wasn't that Chen Boqing looked down on him, but how could the Gu family help him in their current situation?

Gu Yu'an: "Aren't the seminars for each academy about to begin? That's an opportunity. I heard that His Majesty will also select teachers for the princes and reopen the Imperial Academy."

This is the opportunity.

Chen Boqing paused for a moment: "What do you want to do?"

Gu Yu'an whispered a few words in Chen Boqing's ear, and after thinking for a moment, Chen Boqing said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

The group discussed the article for a while longer, and Gu Linglong felt drowsy listening to it; it was so soothing!

After leaving Chen Boqing's house, the group went to the clinic, where Gu Liyao was studying.

"Xinglin Hall"

The shopkeeper greeted Gu Liyao with a smile, "It's been a long time since you've been here, kid."

Gu Liyao scratched his head sheepishly: "Where's my master?"

"She's seeing patients inside."

"Dele, I'm going to check on him. You go ahead with your work."

The clinic was large and had three doctors on duty. Gu Liyao naturally went to the middle cubicle.

"Master!" Gu Liyao exclaimed excitedly.

Song Cheng glared at Gu Liyao and continued to speak to the patient in front of him, "These few doses of medicine will basically cure you; you don't need to come back."

"Okay, thank you, doctor."

After the patient left, Gu Liyao walked up to Song Cheng and said, "Master, why didn't you talk to me?"

"You still remember you have a master? Tell me, how long has it been since you last came here?"

Gu Liyao touched his nose guiltily: "Something happened at home recently, so I haven't been here for a while. From now on, I'll come every day."

Song Cheng then stopped talking to him, as some things were beyond the control of a doctor like him. He then asked, "You haven't been here for so long, you should have finished memorizing the Compendium of Materia Medica and the Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic by now, right?"

Gu Liyao shook his head: "There are too many. How could I possibly memorize them all? Besides, they're all difficult to understand, especially the Compendium of Materia Medica, with its thousands of names and effects of medicinal herbs. It's easy to get them mixed up if you're not careful. It's too hard."

"The other apprentices all say it's difficult, but I, as your master, can gradually understand it through practice. I dare say no one can memorize it completely."

Gu Linglong had just woken up, rubbing her sleepy eyes. [Is it that hard? All you need is a mouth, right?]

[In the past, the Yellow Emperor was born with divine intelligence. He could speak in his infancy, was quick-witted in his youth, and became diligent and intelligent in his adulthood. Upon reaching adulthood, he ascended to heaven and asked the Celestial Master: "I have heard that people of ancient times all lived to be over a hundred years old, and their movements were not impaired; but people of today, even at fifty, are already frail. Is it because the times have changed? Or have people lost something...?"]

See, it's very simple, all you need to do is recognize the characters...

Gu Liyao: "..."

My head is spinning! My little sister actually recited the whole thing from memory without pausing.

Why does this medical book, which is so difficult to memorize, sound so simple to my younger sister?

[If you can't even memorize this, what are you doing studying medicine? Even becoming a veterinarian requires learning a lot. You're supposed to be a gifted medical student, but with your attitude, you might as well be selling sweet potatoes on the street.]

[With this kind of attitude, it's no wonder he couldn't even tell the difference from a fake medical book, and ended up having his hands chopped off so he couldn't practice medicine anymore. Don't learn from him, don't harm people. It's such a waste that someone like Second Brother has a healing spiritual root. Tsk tsk, I hate irresponsible medical professionals the most.]

Why bother having someone else cut off his hands? He can just cut them off himself to avoid harming others. Hmph, my second brother is really infuriating!

Gu Linglong was genuinely angry. If this was how one could become a doctor, it meant relying on talent without putting in the necessary effort.

So what about all those times when she stayed up late reading medical books to overcome infertility and other problems for her sick piglets and foals?

Gu Liyao felt extremely ashamed upon hearing this, and clenched his fists tightly.

He got scolded by his younger sister...

Although he had only studied medicine for a few years, and only after school, he was the most talented of all the apprentices in the clinic.

A common flaw of geniuses is arrogance, and Gu Liyao is no exception.

Tian Gu Liyao was so scolded by his younger sister that he couldn't lift his head.

How could he do this?

He was determined to fight to the death; he refused to believe it!

Song Cheng gave up his seat: "You give it a try, I'll assist you from the side."

"Me?" Gu Liyao pointed to himself, asking in disbelief.

"Tsk, didn't you yourself say you wanted to learn through practice? Don't you already know how to take a pulse? What are you afraid of with your teacher here?"

"All right"

Gu Yu'an sat quietly to the side without disturbing him. The servant brought tea, and he also wanted to see how well Gu Liyao was learning, fearing that the situation his younger sister had described would happen again.

A man walked in surrounded by a large group of maids and guards. The man had fair skin and fair hair, his hands were placed on his abdomen, and he was even making a delicate gesture with his fingers curled up.

As you approach, you can smell the fragrance of flowers in the air.

When Song Cheng saw the person who came, his eyelids twitched. Why is he here again?

"Hey, Old Song, if you can't cure my illness, just say so. Why are you letting a young apprentice try to fool me?"

Song Cheng smiled and said, "Young people need to gain experience; maybe they'll develop new insights."

The boy held out his hand: "Come on, if you can't cure me, I'll smash your shop."

Difficult and complicated diseases?

If even the master can't cure him, why should he come?

Gu Liyao glanced at Song Cheng and then at the boy in front of him, swallowing hard. Should he pay for the damage?

He subconsciously started calculating how much the store was worth.

The boy frowned slightly: "What are you standing there for? Look!"

Forced into the situation, Gu Liyao took the boy's pulse and, after a while, asked, "Where does it hurt?"

"You're a doctor, can't you figure it out?"

Gu Liyao: "..."

Gu Liyao: "The four diagnostic methods of observation, auscultation, inquiry, and palpation require asking questions; if you don't tell me, I can't make a diagnosis."

The boy rolled his eyes, then used his other hand, with delicate fingers, to straighten his collar: "Okay, I just feel thirsty and my hands are parched, I've had two nosebleeds, I feel weak all over, but I keep wanting to get angry."

Gu Liyao listened attentively: "Change to the other hand."

The boy obediently switched hands: "How is it, little doctor? What's wrong with me?"

Gu Liyao observed his expression again, then looked at his master with a puzzled expression and blinked his eyes frantically.

The boy noticed Gu Liyao's movements and asked nervously, "What are you two talking about? Am I seriously ill? Don't worry, I have plenty of money. I can afford anything, from century-old ginseng to thousand-year-old deer antlers."

The guard beside the boy chimed in, "That's right, my young master can afford any kind of precious medicine."

The young man gave the maid a look, and she immediately pulled out a thousand taels of silver and slammed it on the table, demonstrating her wealth: "We're not short of money."

Song Cheng looked up at the sky. Here it comes again, here it comes again, this damn thing again!