After the god statue was restored to its place and incense was offered to the Grandmaster, Xu Changshan sat in a deck chair, staring blankly at the sign of Huichun Hall.
Xu Chunliang poured him a cup of tea: "Grandpa, pick a place, and I'll hang up the sign.'
"No rush." The old man took a sip of tea, thinking to himself that he was getting old. Even if the sign of Huichun Hall were hung up, he did not know how long it could stay open. His grandson now has a job secured, but he hasn't shown any intent to study medicine. With the shadow of his previous attempted drowning, he dared not force him. Fortunately, after that incident, the child has visibly become more cheerful and seems to have moved out of the shadow of failing the college entrance exam.
Xu Chunliang's phone rang, and it was a call from the personnel department of Changxing Hospital, notifying him to report to the hospital next Monday.
Xu Chunliang hung up the phone and shared the good news with his grandfather. The old man's heart was finally at ease. Whatever happens, he now has a stable job.
The matter of studying medicine can be considered at length. According to Gao Xinhua, there's a pecking order in the hospital: clinical despises medical technology, medical technology despises administration, and administration despises logistics. After the boy starts working, once he sees the gap and feels the inequality, he might suddenly come to his senses, be shamed into courage, and strive harder.
Recently, Xu Changshan began to summarize his medical experiences throughout his life. At seventy, it's rare to live, and it's time to consider the aftermath. If this boy insists on not studying medicine, they cannot let the Xu Family's secret formula be lost. While he's still clear-headed, he should write it down and leave it for his grandson, which could be considered a way to pass on the torch.
Xu Changshan had a plan in mind. Using the excuse of his declining eyesight, he asked his grandson to help recopy the draft in small characters. Even though Xu Chunliang was no academic genius, he had practiced calligraphy under his guidance since childhood and wrote beautifully.
Xu Changshan wanted to subtly influence his grandson in this way. Xu Chunliang was very cooperative in this matter, showing the completed copy for his grandfather's review each time.
Initially, Xu Changshan intended to pick on some mistakes, point out errors, and have his grandson copy it multiple times. However, after reading through it, he found not only no mistakes but also that his grandson's calligraphy had advanced leaps and bounds, with the brushstrokes so delightful that even he could not compare.
Watching this, Xu Changshan felt joy in his heart. In all trades there are champions. Although his grandson was not good at exams, it did not mean he was not good in other aspects. Gao Xinhua was right; it's time to let go and let him face society independently.
Xu Chunliang understood his grandfather's intentions perfectly. In his view, the ancestral secret formula that his grandfather regarded as a treasure was not worth mentioning. One must learn medicine before practicing toxicology, and he had already thoroughly read all the medical books and pharmacopoeia.
Lately, he seldom went out, spending most of his time either practicing Body Refinement or immersed in the home's collection of books.
Xu Changshan's collection was vast, mostly consisting of medical classics, which Xu Chunliang had already gone through, discovering that traditional Chinese medicine had made little progress over the years. "Inner Canon of Huangdi," "Nanjing," "Treatise on Cold Damage and Miscellaneous Diseases," "Shennong Ben Cao Jing" were widely recognized as the four classics of traditional Chinese medicine.
"Pulse Studies" and "A-B Classic of Acupuncture and Moxibustion" have been passed down to the present, but their content is already fragmented. Texts like "Prescriptions from a Recluse" and "Heavenly Questions" have changed entirely, while evil medicine secrets like "Poison Classics," "Cicada Metamorphosis," and "Thousand Insect Metamorphosis" have been completely lost.
The training progress of the Body Refinement was slow. Unknowingly, he had been in this world for over a month, but could not even freely gather qi. Luckily, there weren't many experts in this world, nor were any enemies knocking at his door, so he did not feel an urgent survival crisis.
The slow progress in Inner Strength might be due to changes in his meridians, or it might be related to his current physique not being strong enough. Xu Chunliang decided to start with the most basic Body Refinement. Although modern martial arts have declined, training equipment has progressed innumerable times compared to the past, and training methods are very scientific.
Xu Chunliang combined ancient and modern techniques to design an effective method of Body Refinement.
With scientific methods and hard training, his skinny body visibly began to grow stronger.
Xu Changshan observed this, thinking the boy had relieved the pressure of the college entrance exam, becoming pleasantly plump, without giving it further thought.
Some things needed to be prepared before reporting. His grandfather gave him ten thousand yuan, money sent by his father, who was far away in North America. Each year, Xu Jiaxuan would transfer a hundred and twenty thousand for Xu Chunliang's living expenses.
Following the principle of raising daughters generously and sons strictly, Xu Changshan had previously been quite strict financially. Now that his grandson had started working, his expenses would naturally increase significantly. The ten thousand was for buying clothes and upgrading his phone.
He also advised Xu Chunliang to learn to drive, because nowadays, which young person can't drive?
The day before reporting, Xu Chunliang went to a nearby shopping mall to buy two sets of clothes and then went to the mobile phone store to choose a phone.
This store was the place with a snake incident that day. Just as Xu Chunliang was ready to pay for his chosen phone, a well-dressed lady came over: "Give him the factory price." The person was Yu Li, the manager of the store.
Although Yu Li fainted twice from fright that day, she retained some memory when she briefly woke up, vaguely remembering that a young man had helped them. When Xu Chunliang walked into the store, she found him familiar and confirmed it with the colleagues present that day.
Xu Chunliang gave her a smile: "Thank you!"
Yu Li returned the smile: "I should be thanking you. I remember you came in to help that day."
"It was nothing. Hardly worth mentioning."
Yu Li did not think it was a small matter. The memory of that day still alarmed her. Later, she specifically thanked the two policemen and inquired about Xu Chunliang, but the police did not disclose information, only acknowledging that a passionate citizen had helped. However, the person did a good deed without leaving his name, quietly leaving.
Bold and outgoing, Yu Li, although not a heroine, had a chivalrous spirit. She offered Xu Chunliang the best discount, along with a phone case and a screen protector.
While handling the paperwork, she chatted with Xu Chunliang for a while. Upon hearing that he was starting work at Changxing Hospital, she enthusiastically opened up. Changxing Hospital was one of her business clients, and their group numbers were handled by their store. She had many acquaintances at Changxing Hospital, and her elder sister Yu Mo was an obstetrician there.
Yu Li was warm-hearted, even volunteering to introduce her sister to him. In her view, a newcomer to the job market benefits from having more friends and pathways.
Xu Chunliang, naturally chatty, got on well with Yu Li. They exchanged contact information, and Yu Li proposed hosting a gathering in a few days to treat the three life-saving heroes to a meal.