The Martial Doctor-Chapter 55: Back to Life

Did the person just come back to life like that?

At this moment, the person sent to fetch the physician probably hasn’t even reached the clinic yet.

Everyone was stunned by this scene.

It’s too unbelievable, too miraculous; this is simply a miracle!

Su Chen was the most shocked because he was very clear that when he checked the little boy’s breathing and pulse earlier, they were gone.

He was certain that the child was already dead.

Yet under Lin Miao’s miraculous actions, the little boy surprisingly came back to life, as if by a miracle.

Is this still medicine?

Especially the little boy’s parents, who were originally heartbroken and in deep sorrow, now suddenly found the clouds parting and the sun shining through.

Upon hearing Su Chen say that the child was gone, the mother fainted on the spot, and the father seemed to fall into an icy abyss, but now, suddenly, he felt like he had returned to a warm world.

He knew that if it wasn’t for the intervention of these two gentlemen today, his son might have been gone forever.

The child’s father directly "thumped" down on his knees before Lin Miao and Su Chen, kowtowing repeatedly: "For the life-saving grace of the two gentlemen, Lang Shiyin pledges to forever be in their debt."

"It was just a small effort, no need to thank us," Lin Miao stepped forward and helped him up, saying. Although it was Su Chen who initially saved the person, during their later conversation, there was a sense of mutual admiration. Su Chen wasn’t the type to demand repayment for favors, especially since he was a scion of the Su Family, among the top elites in Lanzhou. How could he care about such small returns?

After Lin Miao said this, Su Chen also revealed a smile; this brother Sanshui indeed understood him well.

At such a young age, to have a heart inclined to help and save others, is the kind of person Su Chen liked to befriend.

That circle of elites he’s in is filled with petty and despicable individuals, full of filth and corruption. If not for being a Su, he wouldn’t even bother with these people.

Helping those in distress and acting with righteousness, this was what his mother taught him from an early age.

"Benefactor saved my son’s life. If I, Lang Shiyin, do not show gratitude, wouldn’t I be like a beast?"

"Mr. Lang, you overstate it. We saved others not for this reason," Lin Miao hurriedly said, "For those who study medicine, saving the dying and healing the wounded is our duty. If we were to look on idly and do nothing, how would we be fit to be healers?"

"Is the benefactor a physician?"

"Not yet, but maybe in the future," Lin Miao said, signaling Su Chen, "Mr. Su, shall we leave?"

Su Chen nodded.

"Benefactor, may I know your name? Lang Shiyin will surely visit to thank you," Lang Shiyin fervently inquired.

"No need, if fate permits, we will meet again someday," Lin Miao didn’t seek fame, so he naturally wouldn’t leave his name.

However, Mr. Su might be recognized, but Su Chen probably wouldn’t disclose his identity publicly.

In this, he could trust.

"Brother Sanshui, that method of bringing the dead back to life earlier..." In the presence of others, Su Chen couldn’t ask, but now, with only themselves, he could speak. Without understanding it clearly, he feared he wouldn’t sleep well tonight.

"This method is only effective if the person has stopped breathing or if their pulse is gone for fifteen breaths, offering some chance of reversal. But it’s not one hundred percent effective. On the other hand, your method just now seemed very practiced. Have you experienced it before?"

"When I was a child, I encountered it once. In a moment of urgency, a senior in the family picked me up and patted my back until I coughed out the date pit, or else I would have died years ago, just like this little boy today," Su Chen explained.

"No wonder you were so confident," Lin Miao smiled. If the throat is blocked by a foreign object, causing difficulty breathing, the ’Hai’ emergency method can be used. In fact, traditional Chinese medicine has long summed up three techniques to tackle such sudden situations—Su Chen’s back patting method is one of them, along with the abdominal thrust and chest compression methods.

The chest compression method is essentially the ’Hai’ emergency method.

The choice of method depends on the situation; children are suited for the back patting technique, while adults can use the other two methods.

"Mr. Su, let’s take our leave now, we’ll meet again at the examination," Lin Miao cupped his fist and said.

"See you at the examination."

The examination is scheduled for the fifth day after the results are announced, still held at the Xinglin Institute. The short break is intended to let the candidates calm down after their initial excitement.

Diagnosing a patient requires a calm and tranquil mind; being agitated or restless can easily lead to misdiagnosis, which disregards not only one’s responsibility but also that of the patient.

With three to four days to settle down, one can participate in the examination in their best state of mind.

Additionally, there is a public announcement period for the written exam results.

...

Returning home, Yun had already bought firecrackers, ready to set them off in celebration. But Lin Miao stopped her. Celebration was needed, but setting off firecrackers would be too ostentatious; he didn’t want too much attention on himself, especially from that dreaded female neighbor next door.

"Scoring third place and not setting off some firecrackers to celebrate? If others got this ranking, they’d be banging drums and spreading the word everywhere..." Qin Yanran waited until dark, but didn’t hear a sound from next door, which puzzled her.

This kid with that surname really is something; calm and composed at such a young age. She really had misjudged him before.

Shi Yin lives with the Lin Family, and Liuli visits every day. They may be neighbors for a long time...

Qin Yanran suddenly thought that her initial actions might have been wrong.

...

In a good mood, Lin Miao personally cooked.

"Mrs Luu, the key to cooking this fish is controlling the heat. If it’s too hot, the skin burns easily. Too low, and the flavor won’t seep in..."

"Mr. Lin actually knows how to cook?" Luli, Sun Youwei, and Shi Yin were surprised as they watched Lin Miao expertly cook at the stove with an apron on.

"Back home, my junior brother would cook occasionally..." Sun Youwei didn’t know how to explain it. If it weren’t for the loss of their father, her junior brother might never have shown this talent.

The dishes at Cuiyun Tower, though delicious, could never compare to Lin Miao’s cooking in Sun Youwei’s heart.

When they first arrived, they had no cook at home, so it was Lin Miao or Yun doing the cooking, mostly Lin Miao.

In just a month’s time in Dongshan City, she had gained ten pounds, something she never imagined before.

Even with the extra ten pounds, she still looked slim. Lin Miao’s goal was to have Sun Youwei gain at least twenty pounds.

She weighed only about seventy pounds before, too frail. She needed to go above ninety, and even if she reached a hundred, Sun Youwei wouldn’t appear overweight.

A woman’s beauty lies in being plump and full, which is also a sign of good fortune.

If she’s skinny as a rail like a rack of ribs, that’s unhealthy—where’s the beauty in that?

"To make this Silver Needle Tofu, the first test is your knife skills. Mrs Luu, how are your knife skills?" Lin Miao was in a good mood today, willing to teach Luu Wan a few dishes. If she learned them, he’d have more free time and less cooking to do later.

Luu Wan gave a sheepish smile.

This young master is a living treasure; his dishes could easily be the signature dishes of a restaurant. If she learned them, she could live better than anyone, even if she didn’t become a professional cook.

Such an opportunity is something you couldn’t even wish for at a temple’s altar.

"You can learn whatever you want. Whenever I have the chance, I’ll teach you. If I teach you, I get to take it easy and enjoy ready-made meals." Lin Miao didn’t mind others learning his cooking skills since he wasn’t planning to make money from it.

"Mr. Lin, are you planning for us to cook for you in the future?" Luli chuckled softly, suddenly realizing the ambiguity in her words. Only a wife cooks for her husband at home—did she mean they would all become his wives?

Sun Youwei didn’t mind; she already had a place reserved for her. Shi Yin, being of the same age and now free, was different; she was twenty-six, yet her indenture was still with Huaye Tower. She might never get the chance to marry.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to but couldn’t settle, hence missing many chances. Those men were only after her beauty.

Lin Miao focused on cooking and didn’t pay attention to the conversation, but those who cared heard it.

Sun Youwei and Shi Yin both picked up on it.

Sun Youwei’s eyebrows twitched slightly, showing a small ripple of emotion inside her. Shi Yin shyly turned her head away, furtively glancing at Sun Youwei with the corner of her eye.

Which girl doesn’t dream of romance, especially since Lin Miao had saved her life twice? To say she didn’t have feelings for him would be impossible.

However, she also knew whether Lin Miao would consider her was uncertain. After all, she came from that kind of place. Although she was still pure, her background was her original sin, a mark that couldn’t be erased.

Lin Miao cooked the meal himself to celebrate getting third place in the "physician exam" written test.

Since Sun Youwei couldn’t drink alcohol, he made a warm pot of five-grain soymilk, but it was so delicious that Luli and the others fought over it.

So, they all raised a cup that evening.

Drinking soymilk.

Soymilk is especially good for women, particularly for young girls.

...

After the meal.

In the study, Sun Youwei brought Lin Miao a cup of tea.

"Junior brother, you got third place this time. I’ve already told Father at his memorial tablet. His spirit in heaven must be very comforted."

"Master’s kindness to me is as heavy as a mountain. Without Master, there would be no Lin Miao today, so I will never let him down," Lin Miao solemnly said.

"Junior brother, the face-to-face consultation exam is the most crucial. Only five out of forty people can be selected, an eight-to-one elimination rate. How confident are you?" Sun Youwei asked.

"Unless there’s some insider manipulation, I’m confident I’m one of those five," Lin Miao chuckled, clearly very confident in his abilities.

He understood this world’s level of medical skill. If he couldn’t pass a simple "physician exam," how could he hope to see the pinnacle of beauty?

"Then I won’t disturb you from your study."

"No need. The face-to-face consultation tests observation, analysis, and judgment abilities. Reading medical books now won’t do much good. It’s better to completely relax and face it in the best state of mind," Lin Miao said with a smile.

"Alright, then you should rest early, junior brother..."

"No rush, the night is long. I’d like my senior sister to accompany me a bit longer," Lin Miao said.

"Junior brother, we shouldn’t...we haven’t..." Sun Youwei was suddenly flustered and embarrassed, not expecting her junior brother to have such a thought.

"Where is senior sister thinking? I just want you to be my model," Lin Miao realized Sun Youwei had misunderstood.

He’s only sixteen; it’s not like he’s in a hurry for such things. Letting things happen naturally is the most beautiful way.

"A model?"

"Yes, you put on your prettiest clothes, and I’ll paint a picture of you," Lin Miao explained. He had also learned ink painting, but was critiqued for being "too mechanical."

When he was sick, he learned many things, like ink painting and seal carving, using them to distract and forget the pain of illness because he had so much time back then.