Xinyan understood that being given this acupuncture task must put a lot of pressure on her mentor.
For both the patient and family to agree, her mentor must have worked hard to communicate: "Master, donât worry, I wonât let you down."
Mr. Du was very confident in his young apprenticeâs acupuncture technique, as even Old Man Mu admitted he couldnât match it, but this time, he indeed put a lot of effort into convincing them.
The main issue was that the Shao family hesitated to entrust their relative since Xinyan was just a university student, and not even majoring in medicine.
Yet, for the youngest Shao family memberâs illness, few dared to take on the task of helping him with acupuncture.
If only Mr. Muâs eyesight wasnât failing, he might be capable, but unfortunately, like their Du Family, the Mu Familyâs descendants lacked drive, with few in the medical field, and none particularly noteworthy.
Mr. Mu, valuing talent, didnât want to see the Mu Familyâs acupuncture technique lost in his hands, even though he knew Xinyan would not become his apprentice; he still gifted her the Mu Familyâs Thirteen Needles unique manuscript.
He thought Xinyan would learn some, but no one expected that the Mu Familyâs acupuncture technique became even more refined under Xinyanâs touch, her needle speed unmatched even by Mr. Mu.
Hence, he admitted having selfish motives this time; such exceptional skills as Yanyanâs shouldnât be buried.
Though this wasnât the path she chose, reputation was necessary; otherwise, as in this case, despite your exceptional ability, no one would trust you.
Once fame is established, whether or not to intervene becomes another matter.
Mr. Du had matters to discuss with Xinyan, so they moved to the small parlor by the side room.
Aunt Li, who was working at the Gu Mansion, brought in a pot of tea, and Xinyan poured a cup for her mentor: "Master, have some tea."
Mr. Du took a sip: "Hmm, good tea."
Xinyan chuckled inwardly: products from space, how could they not be great?
But since her grandfather had a particular fondness for this kind, Xinyan refrained from gifting it to others.
Mr. Du placed the teacup down and began: "The person needing your acupuncture is named Shao Huaiqiang, the youngest son of the Family Head of Hai Cityâs Shao Family; he was previously in the military and got poisoned during an operation.
After some time of treatment, his life was saved, but both lower limbs have lost sensation; acupuncture was the decision reached by all partiesâ experts after discussion, donât be pressured, treat it with a normal heart, Master believes in you."
Xinyan understood her mentorâs intention, partly due to professional compassion, partly to take a chance; if she could successfully treat the Shao familyâs third young master this time, nobody would deliberately question her skills thereafter.
The mentor spoke rightly, even if this path wasnât chosen, having some say in the industry would prevent people from stepping on you, along with endless ridicule.
Mr. Du briefly explained Shao Huaiqiangâs situation to Xinyan, allowing her to mentally prepare.
However, Shao Huaiqiang had traveled from Sea City, taxing his body; he needed some rest before undergoing acupuncture, thus scheduling it after Xinyanâs marriage return visit.
After a brief chat, as they were about to leave the courtyard, they heard the voice of senior apprentice Shen Guqing: "Master, itâs the senior sister."
Just as she left the side room, she saw Shanzi sneaking a peek at the senior sister from the flowerbed under the eaves, her mouth curled as she confirmed she hadnât mistaken.
Previously, Uncle Shanzi was forced by Granny Zhangâs nagging into several matchmaking sessions; Granny Zhang favored one match originally, and preparations for engagement were underway, but the girlâs family found out somewhere about Uncle Shanziâs close relationship with her father.
Thus, they relayed through the matchmaker, stating aside from the betrothal gifts they also needed the girlâs brother placed in a formal position with the railway department, reasoning that the girl is ten years younger than Uncle Shanzi, and this counts as compensation.
Granny Zhang was furious, yet she still went personally, believing the girlâs family wouldnât reject the marriage despite harsh conditions.
However, before Granny Zhang could speak, Uncle Shanzi outright refused the matchmaker.
Later, the family regretted it and sent the matchmaker again, hoping to renegotiate, but Uncle Shanzi refused to consider them.
With Granny Zhang worrying over this matter, seeing the earlier scene, Xinyan thought if these two could pair up, it would likely be a good match.
Having made up her mind, she acted, "Senior Sister, Iâve managed to bring back all the books you wanted."
Shen Guqing gave Xinyan a hug, smiling: "Thatâs wonderful, thank you, Yanyan."
Xinyan beamed brightly: "Senior Sister, how did you get here?"
Shen Guqing eased Xinyan and was about to answer when she saw Zhang Yueshan walking towards them, recalling the incident at the hospital earlier, making her expression a bit awkward.
However, she still greeted, "Brother Zhang."
Zhang Yueshan showed some remorse: "Had I known you were coming, Iâd have waited to give you a lift."
Shen Guqing dismissed it: "Originally, I didnât have the time; the surgery scheduled for this afternoon was canceled due to the patient having an emergency; thus freeing up my time."
Xinyan had been observing their interaction, and seeing the fervor in Uncle Shanziâs eyes, confirmed her guess.
So she smiled and suggested: "Senior Sister, thereâs ice-cold watermelon in the reception room by the side, having squeezed through the bus all the way over, would you like some cool watermelon slices to refresh?"