Chapter 781: Mutual Relationship

“In Traditional Chinese Medicine, we say ‘a child’s spleen is often deficient.’ A child’s digestive system is naturally delicate. By eating so many high-calorie snacks and junk food, they simply couldn’t digest it all. The food built up in their stomach and intestines, resulting in what we call ‘Food Stagnation Generating Heat.’

“When this accumulated heat flares upwards, it burns up the body’s fluids, producing internal wind and phlegm. The wind and phlegm disturb the upper body and cloud the sensory orifices, causing a persistently high fever. When the heat reaches its peak, it stirs up the internal wind, triggering these terrifying convulsions. This is known as ‘Infantile Convulsions due to Food Stagnation.'”

“We understand. We’ll definitely watch what he eats from now on. Thank you, thank you, Doctor,” the mother said, wiping away her tears as she repeatedly expressed her gratitude.

“Just be more careful in the future. I’ll write you a prescription to clear the heat and resolve the stagnation. Have him take it for two days to completely flush out the undigested food from his system. Once that’s done, the fever will naturally subside, and the convulsions won’t return.” Li Xu walked over to the nurses’ station to write the prescription, carefully adding a few extra instructions on how to brew the medicine.

The group walked out of the resuscitation room. The parents followed behind, carrying their now peacefully sleeping child, heading off to get the medicine filled. As they watched the parents walk out, everyone noticed the child resting obediently on his mother’s shoulder. His eyes darted around with curiosity, completely devoid of the terrifying, foaming-at-the-mouth appearance he had when he was first brought in.

In the corridor, many of the observing emergency department nurses and young doctors were utterly astounded. From start to finish, the whole ordeal had taken ten minutes at most. Without any anti-epileptic drugs or sedatives—just three simple needle pricks to the fingers and forehead—the child miraculously looked completely cured. This level of first-aid efficiency was even faster than administering targeted Western medication.

Many of the staff in the emergency department had actually heard about Li Xu’s crazy “one-versus-six” feat from a couple of nights ago. However, since they were all trained in modern medicine, the story sounded like an exaggerated legend—a bit too surreal to be true. But today, right under their own noses, they had witnessed this highly unscientific scene with their own eyes. Only then did some of the originally skeptical nurses finally become true believers.

“Wow… that’s amazing! Dean Li’s acupuncture is simply divine, isn’t it?”

“No wonder our Director Zeng was so shamelessly desperate to keep him in our department as our anchor. The man is basically a first-aid godsend.”

“Incredible. That technique was flawless.”

“How could he not be incredible? Didn’t you see how Director Ren from Orthopedics was left completely humiliated by Dean Li earlier? He even had his most lucrative patient snatched right out from under him. Dean Li backs it all up with pure, undeniable skill.”

And just like that, another vibrant chapter was added to the miraculous legend of Li Xu in the emergency hall.

Wednesday, early morning.

After breakfast, Li Xu and Song Sisi left the house together. Today, Song Sisi had specifically closed the clinic for the day. She wore a well-tailored beige trench coat over a form-fitting black dress. With her long hair elegantly pinned up, she looked both poised and gracefully feminine. She had spent half the night choosing this exact outfit.

The reason she was accompanying Li Xu to Feng City Medical College with such grand solemnity was simple—she felt a sense of crisis.

Over the past few days, tales of Li Xu’s brilliant lectures in the college’s small seminar room had spread like wildfire among the student body, growing more mythical by the minute. But alongside these legends of his medical prowess came certain gossip that made her heart skip a beat. Rumor had it that many of the female medical students—even the notoriously arrogant female postgraduates—had developed a very intense admiration for this young, successful, and medically divine senior of theirs.

What made Song Sisi the most restless was hearing about a particular girl named Wang Xue. Not only was she beautiful and elegant, but she also came from a deeply influential background; she was the biological granddaughter of the world-renowned National Medical Master, Wang Chuyun. Furthermore, it was said that this Wang Xue paid special attention to Li Xu, looking at him with a different kind of gaze entirely.

“How can this be allowed?” she thought.

Although Song Sisi was usually gentle and understanding, when it came to the ownership of her man, she would fight tooth and nail for every inch of territory. She had come along today specifically to stand proudly by Li Xu’s side as his official fiancée. She intended to declare her sovereignty to all potential rivals and nip any inappropriate fantasies in the bud.

Seeing her adorable, battle-ready demeanor, Li Xu knew exactly what was going on. He couldn’t help but laugh inwardly, but he was more than happy to play along. Taking the initiative, he grabbed her hand, intertwining their fingers as they walked onto the campus.

The pair first arrived at the Teaching Affairs Office to see Director Liang. Pushing the door open, they found that Li Lin had arrived early and was standing by the desk, chatting with the director.

“Oh, you’re here.” Spotting Li Xu, Director Liang immediately set down his documents and came over to greet them with a beaming smile.

Compared to the first time he had approached Li Xu—which had been a strictly business-like encounter to fulfill a task assigned by the school leaders—Director Liang’s attitude this time was noticeably warmer and far more affectionate. His face even carried a trace of the doting kindness an elder would show a younger generation.

Just as Li Lin had muttered to himself before, truly capable people carried their own aura wherever they went and were highly valued. Back when Li Xu was an undergraduate at the school, he had been just an ordinary, unknown student who had never even crossed paths with the lofty Director of Teaching Affairs. But after their recent in-depth academic interactions—especially given the grandmaster-level profoundness Li Xu had displayed in his small seminar classes—the relationship between the two had rapidly heated up.

In the circles of medical education, seniority and the master-apprentice lineage were highly revered. Since Director Liang was a teacher and director at the school, he could naturally be considered half a teacher to Li Xu.

In reality, many relationships were simply the weak clinging to the strong. For ordinary medical students, the famous professors and directors at their school were absolutely their biggest pillars of support and greatest networking resources. Being able to study under a renowned professor, or even just having one’s name associated with them, carried significant weight as a qualification. It was a matter of immense prestige. Once they entered a major hospital in the future, this connection could serve as both an advantage for promotion and a protective umbrella.

However, this dynamic could also be reversed.

When a student became outstanding enough that their achievements far surpassed their teacher’s, the teacher would share in the glory and might even proactively bridge the gap between them. Li Xu’s current performance was so exceptional that he faintly possessed the potential to become a generational master physician. Naturally, the more Director Liang looked at him, the more he liked him, intentionally or unintentionally drawing closer.

If Li Xu truly achieved great success and world-renowned fame in the future, Director Liang could proudly puff out his chest in front of his peers and superiors, saying with immense face, “That kid Li Xu? I watched him grow up back in the day. He even taught classes under my supervision.”

“Director Liang,” Li Xu greeted him with a smile.

“Oh, what’s with the ‘Director Liang’? That sounds too distant!” Director Liang laughed heartily, waving his hand dismissively. “From now on, just do what this kid Li Lin does and call me ‘Teacher.’ Any child who comes out of our medical college is family, no matter where they go.”

“Understood, Teacher,” Li Xu smoothly corrected himself, going with the flow.