Village Doctor's Women-Chapter 29 This kid is too amazing, a person among immortals

Deng Xianhua began to doubt life itself, secretly lamenting. Perhaps this is what a genius is. We all read ancient books, so why is he the only one who succeeded?

Having witnessed Wang Jian’s technique, Deng Xianhua could no longer look down on him. Although the ailments treated were minor, the method used was incredibly profound. This senior figure in the world of acupuncture was deeply moved.

When he looked at Wang Jian again, his demeanor was no longer as calm. An inscrutable expression, which others couldn’t decipher, began to form in his half-closed eyes. Cai Xing and the others had no idea that he was already pondering how to lure Wang Jian away from this small place. But this was only the beginning.

From morning to afternoon, Wang Jian saw a total of fifty patients. Throughout their diagnosis and treatment, Deng Xianhua and Niu Deyuan witnessed just how terrifyingly skilled he was.

Even Cai Xing and Cai Wenji, who weren’t doctors, could appreciate Wang Jian’s incredible talent.

He made not a single misdiagnosis, and his rapport with the patients was exceptionally smooth. He could seamlessly shift from casual chatter about their families to pointed questions about their symptoms, carrying himself like a veteran doctor with over a decade of hospital experience. Yet, how long had it been since he graduated? Including his internship, he had only been in a hospital for a total of three years. Moreover, he had spent that time rotating through various wards, with very few opportunities to conduct initial consultations. Yet here he was, demonstrating in a short time a level of skill that took others more than a decade to acquire.

The two senior experts were struck by the same question. Can it be that geniuses like this really exist? But obviously, no one could answer it for them.

What shocked Deng Xianhua the most was Wang Jian’s acupuncture technique. It wasn’t just that his skill was formidable, but that the method he used wasn’t purely traditional acupuncture. The more Deng Xianhua observed, the more certain he became of his suspicion. This young man has combined modern Chinese medicine with ancient medical texts! And he has selected the best of both, forging what looks like a completely new and more powerful path!

When this thought surfaced, Deng Xianhua nearly leaped up to tie Wang Jian down on the spot. Good heavens, this man is a living treasure!

It took Deng Xianhua a great deal of effort to calm himself and pretend as if nothing had happened. He did, however, come to one firm conclusion: Wang Jian working here as a village doctor was an absolute, criminal waste of talent. The people from Kyoto Hospital who had forced him out were simply the scum of the earth.

The more Deng Xianhua thought about it, the angrier he became. He wished he could track down those people from Kyoto Hospital and have them publicly disgraced within the medical community.

Once all the patients had left, Deng Xianhua sidled up to Wang Jian, forcing his most amiable smile. "Wang Jian," he began, "this acupuncture technique of yours... is it something you read somewhere, or did you figure it out yourself?"

As he uttered the words "figure it out yourself," Deng Xianhua felt his heart skip a beat. If Wang Jian had truly created this himself, he was destined to become a titan in the contemporary world of Chinese medicine.

Fortunately, Wang Jian immediately refuted the idea. "My master taught me this," he said. "I found a master during my freshman year of college and studied with him for six or seven years. Even so, I only learned the bare essentials."

"Master?" Deng Xianhua fixated on the term. In modern society, very few people used the word "Master"; "Teacher" was far more common. The "Master" Wang Jian spoke of was clearly not a university professor, otherwise, Deng Xianhua would surely have known who he was.

While tidying up the clinic, Wang Jian explained, "Yes. When I first arrived in Capital City, I saved a man at the train station, and he later became my master. In my free time, he taught me the principles of Chinese medicine and acupuncture. You could say that all my medical skills come from him."

"What is your master’s name?" Deng Xianhua asked, his excitement palpable as he grabbed Wang Jian’s arm. "I might know him."

Deng Xianhua’s uncharacteristic behavior made Cai Xing and the others glance over in surprise. This wasn’t the composed Deng Xianhua they knew.

Cai Xing asked, "Lao Deng, what’s gotten into you? Why are you so interested in Wang Jian’s master?"

Niu Deyuan also patted Deng Xianhua, signaling for him to calm down. "Don’t scare the young man."

In truth, Niu Deyuan was also aware of Wang Jian’s prowess and felt a strong impulse to poach him, but he hadn’t perceived the same things Deng Xianhua had. Niu Deyuan also knew acupuncture, but his studies were nowhere near as deep as Deng Xianhua’s, so he naturally saw less. Even so, the man was a genius. Leaving him in a village was a great loss to the medical field. Niu Deyuan had even considered taking him on as a disciple, but Deng Xianhua’s question shattered that idea. So, Wang Jian already had a master. No wonder he was so skilled at such a young age. Being personally mentored by a renowned teacher was a world away from fumbling through on one’s own.

"Mr. Deng, my teacher isn’t part of our medical community. He’s an outsider. I’m afraid you wouldn’t know his esteemed name."

Deng Xianhua was taken aback. An outsider... That was certainly possible. Formally trained doctors like them typically followed a standard educational path and had their own fields of research, leaving no time to dabble in the texts of ancient medicine. More importantly, Deng Xianhua knew how his peers thought. If any of them had a student as promising as Wang Jian, they would never hide him away, and they certainly wouldn’t stand by and let him be bullied. That would be like raising a child only to push him out into the cold. If that’s the case, Wang Jian’s experience makes perfect sense. After all, if your master is a nobody and no one recognizes him, who else would they pick on but you?

Having failed to get the answer he wanted, Deng Xianhua lost the will to probe any further.

Noting the darkening sky, Cai Xing and the others decided it was time to leave, lest they have to stay the night. That was out of the question. Cai Wenji was now adamant about not letting Cai Xing stay out late; he was so worried he practically wanted to hire a medical team to follow them everywhere.

Before they left, Deng Xianhua asked one last thing. "Xiao Jian, since you call me Mr. Deng, I feel I should look out for you. Have you considered leaving your post as a village doctor for a bigger platform? With your medical skills, staying here is..."

Deng Xianhua didn’t have to finish. Wang Jian already understood his meaning, but he had made his decision long ago. The village clinic was now up and running, and he had no reason to suddenly abandon it.

Wang Jian smiled and replied, "Mr. Deng, you flatter me. I’m well aware of my own limited abilities. The moment I returned from Capital City, I made up my mind. I won’t leave until this village clinic is thriving. Please, don’t try to persuade me. Chairman Cai has already discussed this with me. You can ask him if you don’t believe me."

Cai Xing nodded from the side, confirming Wang Jian’s account. He even added, "If Wang Jian could be poached, I would’ve done it long ago. Why would I let him stay here?"

Deng Xianhua finally nodded, setting that particular idea aside for the time being. However, another thought immediately took its place. He decided he would visit the traditional Chinese medicine division of Kyoto Hospital to find out exactly who it was that had driven Wang Jian away.

Cai Xing and his group departed then, tabling the matter of Cai Xing’s treatment for now. Wang Jian explained that he was too exhausted to use that particular method. After witnessing his abilities, Cai Xing and Cai Wenji accepted his reasoning without question, arranging to bring him to the Cai family’s residence once his free clinic event was over.

As they rode back from Paigou Village in a spacious van, the group couldn’t stop praising Wang Jian.

Deng Xianhua stared at the passing scenery outside the window and murmured wistfully, "It seems only a true Immortal could develop such a technique."

"What are you muttering about, Lao Deng?" Niu Deyuan asked curiously. "What Immortal? What technique? You’ve completely lost me."

Cai Xing and Cai Wenji also looked over. Deng Xianhua’s behavior had been odd earlier, and this was the perfect chance to ask about it.

"Yes, Doctor Deng," Cai Wenji added. "Back at the clinic, you weren’t acting like your usual self. It’s not as if Wang Jian cast a spell on you."

"Hahaha." Deng Xianhua couldn’t help but laugh. Wang Jian’s methods were indeed almost magical, but the idea of being put under a spell was amusing. He shook his head and said, "While this is related to Wang Jian, I was reflecting more on the master he mentioned."

"Wang Jian said his master is an outsider, and he probably wasn’t lying," Deng Xianhua continued, laying out his reasoning. Everyone in the van was familiar with the prominent figures in the medical field, so they understood his point. Seeing them nod, he went on, "Wang Jian’s acupuncture isn’t as simple as it looks on the surface."

"Old Niu must have noticed as well."

Niu Deyuan nodded. "I did. The first time Wang Jian mentioned using acupuncture to guide Qi, I realized he must have learned it from ancient texts. At the time, I thought the kid was overreaching, trying to apply impossible concepts directly. I was sure he’d make a grave mistake. Who knew he’d turn around and make a complete fool of me."

Deng Xianhua smiled. "Same here. But there’s more to it."

"His technique isn’t just something from ancient books. His master has perfectly integrated ancient medical texts into the modern system of Chinese medicine. He didn’t just revive ancient medical skills; he combined them with the advantages of present-day knowledge. I suspect this technique could even change the current state of acupuncture in the entire field of Chinese medicine."

His words were met with a collective, sharp intake of breath.