To divorce his wife, the top scholar preferred being cuckolded to wearing a red hat.

Su Mingyue found it rather amusing to see Old Qian waving his hands repeatedly.

Old Master Qian was truly frightened. He thought for a moment and said, "If you just want to use my name, there's absolutely no need for us to address each other as master and disciple. It would put a lot of pressure on me to have a master like you as my disciple. I'm getting old, and I understand that you don't want to take on disciples. I have a grandson who is a few years younger than you. If you're going to take on disciples, why don't you consider him?"

Old Qian naturally understood that Su Mingyue possessed such medical skills, and that she didn't genuinely want to become his apprentice. She probably just wanted to use his reputation in the capital, or perhaps it was just a polite response to his earlier request.

After thinking for a moment, Old Qian said again, "To outsiders, I can say that you are a newly hired doctor at our clinic. As for who your teacher is, if you are not comfortable saying, I will not ask."

"That's fine too." Su Mingyue really wanted to establish a legitimate medical practice. Qian's Medical Clinic had a good reputation in the capital.

If she were to practice medicine at Qian's Medical Clinic, it would be the most suitable option from any perspective.

She bowed to Mr. Qian and said, "Thank you, Mr. Qian."

Old Qian waved his hand: "I am very grateful that you chose our clinic. However, your expertise should be in trauma treatment, so you don't need to come to the clinic to see patients regularly. You can refer patients to us if there are special cases. Is this arrangement acceptable?"

"That's good."

“Grandfather.” A young man dressed in gray clothes with his hair tied up in a bun rushed in from outside: “I just heard that a remarkable doctor has come to our clinic. Where is he? Please take me to see him.”

Old Qian frowned as he looked at his unruly grandson: "Who told you that? Aren't you at school? Why did you come back?"

"get out of class is over, this is break time."

"Where did you hear that from?"

"Some people say that our clinic has doctors who can perform surgery. Is that true or false? I want to see." The boy was Qian Tang, the grandson of Old Master Qian.

"You're well-informed. Why did you run so fast? What are you looking for? Do you want to see how they operate, or do you want to learn a few tricks from them?"

"Of course I want to learn. Grandfather, I've already thought it through. I'll follow her and learn a few tricks so that we can bring glory to the Qian family."

Old Qian looked at the brat in front of him and snorted coldly: "If you want to learn, you have to see if they want to take you on. The person is right in front of you. If you want to learn, hurry up and find a master. If you're too late, they might not take you on."

Qian Tang followed Qian Lao's gaze and saw a woman dressed in white with her hair completely covered by a hood.

The other person looked quite young, probably only two or three years older than him.

Pointing at the other person, her eyes filled with disbelief, she said, "Grandfather, you're not joking with me, are you? You said she's the one who's going to operate on me at our clinic. This joke isn't funny at all. Not only is she a woman, but she's also only a few years older than me. How can she operate on people? I just can't believe it."

In Qian Tang's eyes, only people of his grandfather's age could be considered good doctors and qualified to take on apprentices.

A woman, and one who looks only a few years older than him, to be his master? You must be joking.

"You brat, what nonsense are you talking about? Hurry up and acknowledge your master, or don't blame me for turning my back on you."

"Grandfather, are you alright today? It's impossible for me to acknowledge him. I suddenly remembered I have things to do at school, so I'll be going now. Goodbye."

Like the wind, the boy left behind a few words and then departed just like the wind.

Old Qian glared at his retreating figure, cursing, "You brat, I'll teach you to run away. You'll regret this later. Don't blame me for not warning you."

After scolding his grandson, he looked at Su Mingyue apologetically: "That's Qian Tang, my grandson. He studies at Jingfeng Academy nearby. He's not doing well in his studies, and I wanted him to study medicine with me, but he refused. He's going to drive me crazy sooner or later."

He's shameless; don't take his words to heart. He'll be ashamed of himself once he realizes how powerful you are.” Qian Tang apologized to Su Mingyue on behalf of his grandson.

That brat, he refused to become her disciple and even looked down on the woman in front of him. Once he realizes how powerful she is, Miss Su won't even look at him anymore.

What a good-for-nothing.

All they do is play around all day and never do anything serious.

Su Mingyue didn't take the other person's words to heart: "His temperament is unpredictable, and it might not be suitable for him to learn this thing."

"I was just saying that casually. If he really has this talent, I'll have to burn three sticks of incense and pray to my ancestors."

Several hours later, Chen Xiaomei woke up.

Because the incision was made in the throat area, the vocal cords were not damaged, but since the distance was not far, one should not speak at this time and should keep the wound stable.

"Uncle, she can't eat anything for the next few days, she can only moisten her lips. After three days, she can drink a little water, and after seven days, she can eat some liquid food. You should stay here to take care of her for the next few days, and you can go back when her wounds improve."

Since we cannot guarantee whether the home environment will be hygienic or whether the patient will be able to rest well after returning home, the best course of action is to stay here and not go back.

"You can stay here and rest. We can handle any situation that arises."

"Okay, thank you very much, Dr. Su." Chen Xiaomei's husband was very grateful to Su Mingyue.

Although we don't know how things will turn out later, at least after my younger sister came out, it wasn't as serious as we had imagined, and the incision was just a small one, not very big.

Before they started cutting, they thought they were making a big incision or something. If that were the case, who knows what might happen?

That day, Su Mingyue didn't go out much. She stayed at the clinic helping Old Qian prepare medicine and read medical books.

She is capable of performing surgical procedures, and she also possesses knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine.

Well, her master, Old Man Hanbing, was like a perfect doctor; it seemed like there was nothing he couldn't do.

I've been learning from my master for three years, and I've only scratched the surface. To be as skilled as my master, I need to continue learning.

"Miss Su, I didn't expect you to know so much about these medicines. And the medicines you've prepared, I've only heard of before, never seen them before." The more Old Qian got to know Su Mingyue, the more he realized how skilled she was at recognizing medicines.

Many times, he had the illusion that the other person was the master and he was the disciple.

Thinking of her own grandson's good-for-nothing ways, she thought that when she got back, she would definitely have a good talk with him and tell him to come to the clinic more often.

"They were all left behind by my master; I just copied them."

"May I ask who your teacher is?"

“My master forbids me from mentioning his name.” Su Mingyue smiled gently and said nothing.

Her master was the Old Man of Cold Ice, a person who did not exist in this world. She wasn't sure if he was still alive.