As Fangzheng walked step by step, Xi Liang's heart turned nervous. Just as Fangzheng was about to disappear behind the door, an idea came to Xi Liang as he shouted, "Master! Saving a life is better than building a seven-storied pagoda. There are countless people out there who are seriously ill and have no money to treat them. With your medical skills, don't you wish to do something for everyone? This is a great merit! "
Upon hearing the word "merit," Fangzheng instantly froze in his tracks!
No one in the world knew the importance of merit better than Fangzheng! With merit, one could resist negative karma and increase one's luck. With merit, one could draw better prizes. With merit, one could renounce asceticism!
At the same time, Xi Liang's words seemed to enlighten Fangzheng, enlightening him! Back when he taught Lame Ma bamboo carving, Lame Ma taught others and helped many people become rich. As for Fangzheng, all he did was increase his fame. But in fact, Fangzheng had obtained large amounts of merit!
This skill was his. Anyone who relied on this skill to obtain happiness, earn money, or escape poverty would more or less give Fangzheng some merit. It was one person short, but there were many of them! Furthermore, once the school was established, more people would learn, and the skill would spread even further. Fangzheng's merit would naturally increase as well. This was a profitable business!
With this in mind, Fangzheng wished to slap himself. Why was he so stupid? He had actually forgotten such a good way to earn merit. He had even foolishly thought nothing of his medical skills.
With this in mind, Fangzheng was immediately tempted.
However, before Fangzheng could turn his head, he heard Red Boy say, "Master, someone is here again. However, the people who came this time are strange. There are so many middle-aged and elderly people."
Fangzheng was immediately intrigued when he heard that. Mt. One Finger's scenery was pretty good, and there were tourists climbing the mountain nearly every day. However, Mt. One Finger was remote after all. The path up the mountain couldn't compare to the major scenic spots. Furthermore, it was snowing, so it was even more difficult to climb the mountain. The elderly had trouble moving their legs to begin with, so it was even more difficult and dangerous to climb the mountain.
Therefore, when it snowed, there were basically no elderly people climbing the mountain. The ones who came were youths who loved to have fun. There were also some middle-aged people. Fangzheng was somewhat puzzled when he heard that many middle-aged and elderly people were climbing the mountain. What was going on?
When he turned his head, Fangzheng was stunned.
It wasn't only Fangzheng; even Xi Liang was dumbfounded!
In the cold wind, a group of middle-aged men and women, as well as the elderly, were sprinting over. It was as if they were in a 100-meter race! The middle-aged man was still fine, but the woman ran so fast that her shoes flew off. As for the old man, he didn't care that his beard was frozen, nor did he care about his age and body. He ran as fast as a flying man.
However, what shocked Xi Liang the most was that these people were all dressed in the same white gown! He was all too familiar with that style. It was a doctor! So many doctors came, and some of them looked familiar. Could it be that they were …
Before Xi Liang could snap to his senses, Fangzheng had already arrived at the door. The people had also run to the door. All of them stood in their spots and stared intently at Fangzheng!
Lone Wolf almost jumped out to protect the Emperor when he saw this. Red Boy tugged at Fangzheng's pants and said, "Master, what did you do? Why did so many psychiatrists come to see you? "
Fangzheng smacked the back of his head and pressed his palms together. He said to everyone, "Amitabha. Patrons, don't be anxious. It's still early. There's no need to snatch the incense … "
Fangzheng had already guessed something, but since they hadn't said a word, he couldn't bring himself to say, "Little ones, This Penniless Monk will teach you medical skills!" In order to break the deadlock, he randomly spouted nonsense.
Upon hearing Fangzheng's question, everyone snapped to their senses. Someone asked, "Are you Abbot Fangzheng?"
Fangzheng pressed his palms together and nodded slightly. "That's This Penniless Monk. Patron, is there something?"
The man said excitedly, "I've watched your livestream. You spoke very well. I also study TCM. I don't quite understand what you said, so I wish to discuss it with the abbot. "
Just as the man said that, Fangzheng didn't say a word.
A woman beside him said loudly, "Discuss? Sun Yingwei, with your skills, aren't you embarrassed to talk about discussing? You aren't even qualified to be Master's apprentice! "
Sun Yingwei's face flushed red when he heard that. Although he wasn't an expert, he was a TCM teacher in a university. He was also an attending physician in a hospital, so he had some reputation. He was naturally infuriated when someone said that in front of him!
Sun Yingwei suddenly turned his head and said angrily, "If I, Sun Yingwei, am not much, what about you?"
The woman who spoke was wearing a scarf, so her face couldn't be seen clearly. Upon hearing Sun Yingwei's question, the woman took off her scarf on the spot and said, "Do you think I don't know what you're capable of?" As she spoke, she revealed a weathered face with a dignified look. Sun Yingwei jumped in fright when he saw this. He exclaimed, "Chief Miao?"
Chief Miao nodded slightly and said, "Sun Yingwei, Abbot Fangzheng's achievements in medical skills are not something ordinary people can compare with. Put away your cleverness. If you want to learn something, show me your sincerity. "
"Little Miao is right," an old man beside her said.
Miao Hong was taken aback as she thought, "Who's so shameless to call her Little Miao? Is there such a close relationship? "
Miao Hong, Sun Yingwei, and Xi Liang looked over at the same time. They saw a man with a big beard that was covered in frost. They couldn't tell who he was. The person didn't say a word as he reached out to wipe his face. The frost melted away, revealing a face that had seen the vicissitudes of life.
At that instant, Xi Liang stood up from the ground and exclaimed, "Song Yuhe, one of the three medical sages of TCM?!"
It wasn't only Xi Liang who was shouting. Everyone else was shouting as well!
These people had rushed over from all over the country. They had set off early in the morning before the sky had even brightened. This was because they wanted to be the first to meet Fangzheng and obtain his teachings. From everyone's point of view, no master in the world would go to a school to be a teacher of thousands of students. Even if they did, the things they could impart would definitely be limited.
This principle was applicable regardless of whether it was in China or overseas. The graduate students taught by the professors in other countries were all carefully selected. No one had ever seen a professor teaching hundreds of students step by step. Otherwise, the professor would likely die of exhaustion in advance, sacrificing his life for the cause of education.
It was even more so in China. Disciples were divided into inner and outer sects, and personal disciples were divided into eldest senior brothers and second junior brothers. Therefore, everyone wanted to come out on top. At the very least, they had to leave a first impression on Fangzheng! This way, their chances of winning would be higher in the competition.
Therefore, when they met at the foot of the mountain, they basically didn't say a word. Instead, all of them stared at each other like fighting cocks, as though they were mortal enemies.
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