Signing In At The Civil Affairs Bureau, I Was Rewarded With A Gorgeous Wife

"Brother, let's discuss something..."

"No need to talk."

Ouyang Jie had a good idea of what he was about to say; he knew it was because he admired his medical skills that he wanted to recruit him to this camp as a military doctor.

With so much on his plate every day, not to mention a delicate wife at home, he couldn't just drop everything and muddle along with this young man.

"At least hear out my terms."

Ouyang Jie placed his hand on Song Yun's shoulder and said word by word, "Since you're skilled in medicine, you must know about Divine Doctor Hall. If you agree to be stationed at my camp for three months each year, I will arrange for you to further your studies there. How about it?"

"..."

"Are you joking with me again?"

Song Yun shook his head, looked helplessly at Ouyang Jie, and said faintly, "According to seniority, Qi Shan, the current head of Divine Doctor Hall, is actually my disciple's nephew. If I were to go to Divine Doctor Hall, it would certainly be to train others."

"???"

Ouyang Jie looked at Song Yun in disbelief. What was he saying? The leading figure of traditional Chinese medicine in Hua Country was his disciple's nephew???

He must have heard wrong!!!

Holy shit!!!

Just how many unknown identities did this big brother have?

"Song Yun, you're a brother I want to make!"

Ouyang Jie looked deeply at Song Yun and said.

"Alright, alright, I get it. It's getting late; shall we head back?"

"Let's go back! Tonight, I must have a proper drink with you!"

Ouyang Jie drove back to the Ouyang Family with Song Yun in high spirits. Now he finally understood why his father and grandfather thought so highly of Song Yun. He was like a walking treasure!

"Grandpa, Song Yun today..."

As he pushed open the study door, Ouyang Jie's elevated voice suddenly dropped because at that moment, in the study, four or five doctors in white coats were using instruments to meticulously examine Ouyang Shu's body.

"Dad, what happened to Grandpa?"

Ouyang Jie whispered as he approached Ouyang Rong from behind.

Ouyang Rong sighed and didn't bother with this rascal. Logically, Grandfather's illness should have been cured by Song Yun yesterday, so why did he suddenly feel numbness in his limbs and poor circulation today?

"Master Ouyang, the old commander is suffering from a chronic disease that has accumulated over the years, and coupled with his declining physical condition due to old age, all his problems have erupted at once..."

"So what's the treatment?"

"This..."

The doctors looked at each other, and finally, the leader of a medical team said regretfully, "There's no medicine that can cure!"

"Does that mean Grandpa will have to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair?!"

Ouyang Jie yelled excitedly; in his heart, Grandpa was a great hero! How could a hero stand to live such a humiliating existence!

"There must be a way, right? Answer me, is there?"

Ouyang Jie, frantic, grabbed the doctor's shoulders and shook them back and forth. Watching as the tiny frame of the doctor almost fell apart, Song Yun hastily stepped in to stop Ouyang Jie's actions.

"Don't worry, let me take another look."

Song Yun's words were like a cool breeze on a summer day, instantly sobering Ouyang Jie. That's right! If Song Yun could stop an epileptic fit, he could surely cure Grandpa's condition!

"Brother, I'm leaving it to you!"

"I shall not fail my mission!"

The exchange between the two brothers left all the doctors present dumbfounded. Who was this young man? He had just arrived and already said he would treat the old commander. In their system, someone Song Yun's age probably hadn't even earned a doctoral degree yet!

Song Yun stepped forward and placed his hand on the wrist of Ouyang Shu, the elder. Seeing this situation, several doctors had lost all hope! Be it Western medicine or Traditional Chinese medicine!

They did not deny the efficacy of Traditional Chinese medicine, but the discipline requires a wealth of case studies and experience before one practices independently. This young man...

After three or four minutes, Song Yun, frowning, pried open Ouyang Shu's mouth, and indeed, it was as he suspected!

Although the elder had cleaned up the scene of his indulgence, he couldn't hide his actions from Song Yun's keen sense of smell.

He had been drinking in secret!

"Old master, tell me the truth, how much did you drink today?"

"Wha... what drinking, my liquor was taken away by that unfilial son..."

Ouyang Shu was somewhat panicked, but seeing the suspicious look on his son's face, he stubbornly shouted, "What, you dare to say you didn't steal my bottles of wine?"

"Old master! If you don't want to spend the rest of your life paralyzed in bed, you'd better tell me the truth!"

"Well... just a little bit..."

"Exactly how much?"

Ouyang Shu gestured with his thumb and index finger a height, about three or four 'liang' (approximately 100-150ml) of wine.

Impossible! If it was only that much wine, it would have only helped to stimulate blood circulation and disperse blood stasis!

"Old master, tell me secretly."

Song Yun leaned his ear closer, and Ouyang Shu, after thinking a bit, muttered softly, "Not much, just half a bottle..."

"..."

Good lord, you truly are a legend among drinkers! Other elders of your age would probably end up in the hospital after just one glass, but you, you went straight for half a bottle!

"Sigh..."

Song Yun sighed, stood up, and said to everyone, "I will figure out a way to cure the old master's health."

"Really? Brother, you can't deceive me!"

Ouyang Jie excitedly hugged Song Yun and shouted.

As the mainstay of the Ouyang Family, as long as nothing happened to him, no one would dare encroach upon them!

This was equivalent to owing the Ouyang Family a huge favor!

But Ouyang Jie didn't know that this was the third time Song Yun had saved the elder!

"Impossible! The instruments don't lie, and no one knows the old master's condition better than we do!"

"Yes, I hold Traditional Chinese medicine in high esteem as well, but that doesn't mean it can reverse fate!"

"Sigh, you young man, you're not going to say the old commander is bewitched, are you? If you dare to say that, I'll fight you with my life to get you out of here!"

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After listening to the doctors' comments, Song Yun calmly said, "Don't worry, it will be pure Traditional Chinese medicine without any hint of superstition."

"..."

The doctors nearly lost their speech. As Hua Country's top-tier doctors, each one handpicked for their exceptional talent, even they dared not claim they could cure the old master's illness.

How could a youngster like you be so bold!

"Ouyang family head, as a key member of the medical team, I can assure you with absolute certainty that the old master's illness simply cannot be cured! You should let the old master go back to the sanatorium with us now. Over there, we have more sophisticated equipment and comprehensive care!"

"I'm not going!"

Ouyang Shu strongly resisted the idea of going to the sanatorium. Several of his old comrades had passed away there, and although they died of old age, the thought of it saddened him.

"Old master, please just trust me for once! I've been your personal physician for twenty years now! Perhaps it's time you took my advice?"

"Not going, not going, not going!"