Jiang Yu sighed and said, "Unfortunately, we realized it too late. All this while, we have been holding onto the teachings of our ancestors, refusing to absorb the essence of other medical sciences. Now … It's truly laughable. We boast that we are the three medical sages, but in fact, we didn't even leave behind a book containing our insights, much less produce a disciple that can catch up to us or even surpass us. On this point, we are inferior to Park Changmin. "
Song Yuhe fell silent. Although he didn't wish to admit it, he knew very well that although Park Changmin was a bastard, he had done more for his country and his people than Song Yuhe. Comparing the two, Song Yuhe was indeed inferior to Park Changmin.
As the two chatted, the atmosphere turned extremely gloomy. Without any manuals left behind, they could no longer take in disciples and impart their medical skills. This was equivalent to having their top TCM medical skills severed!
Having never experienced this in the past, they had never thought of the importance of this matter. Now that it had happened, they realized how foolish their actions were, be it for themselves or the industry, or even for the people and country!
However, it was useless to say anything. The two fell silent for a moment before Jiang Yu said, "The other guy has been defeated as well. Now, it can be said that we have been completely wiped out … Brother Song, if … if it really comes to that, I'm prepared to abandon all honor and dignity. I'll risk everything to pass down my medical skills."
Upon hearing that, Song Yuhe jumped in fright. What was most important to people like them? Of course, it was their reputation! This reputation didn't only concern them, but also the fate of their family clans.
If a doctor couldn't even guarantee their integrity, what was the point of talking about medical skills? This was equivalent to throwing themselves into an abyss of eternal damnation! However, this seemed to be the only way out of this predicament. However, the price was equally huge. They could save the medical skills of TCM, but they would also destroy the character of TCM. If the three medical sages didn't keep their promises, what about the others?
It was even equivalent to them setting a bad start, bringing down the values of the entire TCM industry!
With this in mind, Song Yuhe broke out into a cold sweat. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Park Changmin's move was a brilliant one. Regardless of what they did, TCM would have to pay a huge price. This price might not be visible now, but the future impact would be immense. TCM couldn't afford such a loss!
Song Yuhe voiced his worries, but Jiang Yu returned with a question. "They're all poisons. We can only choose the one that's relatively less poisonous. One day at a time is one day at a time. What if someone is able to solve this problem in the future? "
"What if, in the future?" Upon saying this, Song Yuhe suddenly thought of the mysterious monk on Mt. One Finger! Ever since he returned, Song Yuhe's heart had never calmed down. Just the thought of Fangzheng left him shuddering. But on careful thought, apart from Fangzheng being somewhat miraculous, he didn't seem to have done anything to harm him.
Then, what if this miraculous monk had a solution?
With this in mind, Song Yuhe immediately recounted his encounter with Fangzheng. He had previously concealed all of this. When Jiang Yu heard this, her eyes widened and she asked, "Are you sick? You actually believe that kind of wild monk? "
"I don't wish to believe it either, but do we have any other solutions?" Song Yuhe asked bitterly.
Jiang Yu shook her head and said, "I've already learned about the Fangzheng you mentioned. He's indeed a legendary accomplished monk. But how old was he? It's already not easy for him to be proficient in the Buddhist Dharma. He's also proficient in bamboo carvings. That makes him a freak among freaks! Now, you are telling me that he wants to talk about medicine, and that he might even be a medical expert hidden among the people … To be honest, it's not that I don't believe you. But is it possible? If it's possible, then he wouldn't be a freak, but a demon! "
Song Yuhe wasn't Jiang Yu. After Jiang Yu watched the livestream, she wasn't in a rush to head up the mountain. Instead, she came to Black Mountain City to ask her friends about Fangzheng. Therefore, Song Yuhe really didn't know what Jiang Yu was talking about. Now that he heard this, Song Yuhe was a little dumbfounded. A young monk who wasn't even twenty years old was proficient in three skills. Furthermore, all of them had reached the pinnacle. Was this possible? Even the freaks from ancient times couldn't do it, right? Fangzheng was indeed a demon.
However, wasn't a so-called demon untrustworthy?
Jiang Yu continued. "Compared to him, I'd rather find other famous TCM doctors to talk to. We can't let them follow in our footsteps! "
Song Yuhe nodded slightly and said, "That's good too. We have already made mistakes. We can't let others follow in our footsteps."
"What about you?" Jiang Yu asked.
Song Yuhe looked at the ceiling in a daze. He really wanted to find a place to hide and live the rest of his life. But for some reason, he instantly thought of Fangzheng on Mt. One Finger. He thought of the ugly beggar and Fangzheng's sudden appearance. How did he do it? Why was he testing him? Why was he doing it?
With this in mind, Song Yuhe gritted his teeth. Since I can't do anything, I might as well take a gamble. What if he really can do it? I'll listen to it myself in three days!
Therefore, Song Yuhe said, "I wish to stay behind and be quiet."
Jiang Yu nodded and didn't press further.
The two began chatting about something else.
That night, Fangzheng received a letter.
Fangzheng looked at the letter in his hand and was a little dumbfounded. He had never received a letter in his life! This thing was simply a legendary antique! Fangzheng once believed that letters had already vanished.
When he opened it, Fangzheng was taken aback. It was filled with Park Changmin's information, as well as the fact that Park Changmin had consecutively defeated China's three medical sages. However, the content wasn't detailed. There wasn't any information regarding the competition, only the outcome, as well as the impact it brought.
However, what was truly eye-catching was the color of the words! They were written in red ink, as though they were written in blood. Just a glance at them left a strong visual impact!
Although he didn't see the person who wrote the information, Fangzheng could sense the anger, self-blame, sorrow, and pleading in the writer's heart!
"Master, who gave this to you?" Red Boy came over and asked curiously.
Fangzheng shook his head. He didn't know who had mailed it either. However, he could more or less guess the person's identity, but he wasn't too sure. However, that wasn't important.
Fangzheng put away the letter and placed it to the side.
Red Boy asked curiously, "Master, TCM is about to be finished. Don't you mind?"
Fangzheng smiled. "Although Park Changmin is smart, he ultimately doesn't walk the right path, but the path of evil."
"Uh, so what?" Red Boy asked.
Fangzheng said, "This Penniless Monk is a monk."
"Master, can you be more direct? It's making me dizzy, "Red Boy said with a bitter smile.
Fangzheng slowly got up and pushed open the monastery's door. With his hands behind his back, he looked at the distant mountains and raised his head slightly. He said with a faint smile, "Subduing evil is a monk's job."
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