Wan Yunting was puzzled as to what he had done to upset the girl, leaving him no choice but to leave the dormitory with the ointment and return to the Traditional Chinese Medicine department.
To his surprise, Han Yuze was standing by the arched entrance of the south wall, seemingly waiting for him!
This made Wan Yunting curious, but since he didn't know him, he didn't greet him. He simply offered a polite smile to Han Yuze and continued on his way back to the Traditional Chinese Medicine department.
"You're Wan Yunting, aren't you?"
Seeing him walk past, Han Yuze called out to him. Wan Yunting stopped and turned to look at him. Han Yuze smiled and said, "Hello, I'm Yan Xi's senior!"
"Hello."
Upon hearing that he was Fang Yanxi's senior, Wan Yunting politely nodded. "Do you need something?"
Han Yuze smiled and shook his head slightly. Wan Yunting said "Oh" and turned to leave.
"...Wait a moment!"
Wan Yunting turned to look at him again. "I'm sorry, if you're here for a consultation, please follow me. If there's nothing else, I'm in a hurry to give this ointment to a patient."
Han Yuze's expression froze for a moment before he said with resignation, "I just wanted to see what Fang Yanxi's first boyfriend looks like!"
Wan Yunting's eyes narrowed, as if he could see through Han Yuze's thoughts. "Have you seen enough?"
"Mhm..."
"Then I'll be going. Come back if you're sick."
Wan Yunting ignored him and returned to the Traditional Chinese Medicine department, not wanting Teacher Huang and his daughter to wait for him.
Seeing him walk away like that, Han Yuze's face instantly darkened. He had originally wanted to subtly hint at something to Wan Yunting, but the latter didn't pay him any mind.
"This guy..."
Han Yuze gritted his teeth and snorted coldly, but there was nothing he could do. He could only go back, planning to ask Fang Yanxi out for dinner that night...
Back in the Traditional Chinese Medicine department, he saw Jiang Peipei waiting in the first-floor living room. "I'm sorry to keep you waiting, Peipei."
"No, you haven't."
Jiang Peipei put down her phone. She was watching the video of Wan Yunting saving Huang Yuqing, which had been uploaded to Douyin by some students.
Wan Yunting led her upstairs and back into the consultation room. Jiang Peipei looked around. "This is your workplace? It looks quite nice."
"Sit down."
Wan Yunting washed his hands and then handed her the box of ointment. "This is the ointment. Take it back for Yuqing to use. Tell her to apply it evenly once in the morning and once in the evening, and only wash it off with clean water after three hours.
Continue this for half a month, and I guarantee her scar will recover to over ninety percent of its original appearance!"
"Wow, it's that effective?"
Holding the ointment, Jiang Peipei looked at him in disbelief. "Did you make this medicine?"
"Yes, take it back and let her try it. This box is a four-day supply. Come back for more when you finish it," Wan Yunting nodded.
"Okay, I'll tell her to use your medicine."
Jiang Peipei nodded. Wan Yunting then asked, "Didn't you say your leg was injured before? Where is it? Let me take a look."
"Mhm, my ankle."
Jiang Peipei rubbed her right ankle. "I sprained it accidentally while playing ball. It still hurts a bit when I do strenuous activities."
"Let me see."
As he spoke, Wan Yunting squatted down and placed her slender, straight leg on his thigh, gently massaging her ankle. "Does it hurt here?"
"Yes, yes, right there..."
"How about here?"
"It hurts too, and it's numb..."
Wan Yunting nodded and massaged it for five minutes. Jiang Peipei exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, after you massaged it, it feels much better."
"You've injured your bone, which is why there are after-effects. Let me give you acupuncture treatment. It'll be better in two sessions."
Saying that, Wan Yunting put her foot down and went back to his desk drawer to get the acupuncture needles. He then sat down and brought Jiang Peipei's leg up onto his lap. He took out a silver needle and lit an alcohol lamp to sterilize it, which startled Jiang Peipei. Wan Yunting smiled, "Don't worry, it won't hurt."
"Alright."
Watching Wan Yunting expertly perform acupuncture on her, Jiang Peipei was amazed and asked him where he learned his medical skills. Wan Yunting told her truthfully...
After a while, silver needles were inserted into several acupoints on her ankle. Wan Yunting then placed her foot on the chair. "Remove the needles in half an hour. Come back in two days for another acupuncture session, and you'll be fine."
"Thank you." Jiang Peipei smiled.
"You're welcome."
Wan Yunting waved with a smile and returned to tidy up his desk. Jiang Peipei suddenly asked, "Are you and Yan Xi together again?"
Wan Yunting paused, turned to her, and shook his head slightly. "No, we just had some free time today, so we came back to school to see you all."
"Hmph, I don't believe you."
Jiang Peipei rolled her eyes at him. "If that incident hadn't happened back then, you and Yan Xi would probably have had children by now."
Her words made Wan Yunting laugh. "What about you? Have you found a boyfriend and gotten married? How old is your child?"
"Oh, I'm talking about you, why are you bringing me into this?"
Jiang Peipei pouted unhappily. "You don't know, I'm so tall, it's hard to find a boyfriend."
"Not necessarily. The assistant coach who played basketball with me before was quite good. He seemed well-matched with you," Wan Yunting teased with a smile.
"Not at all. I don't like him. He's too flamboyant, not my type."
Jiang Peipei waved her hand and then said, "Let's not talk about him. How are things between you and Yan Xi now? Will you get back together?"
Wan Yunting shrugged. "I don't know. We're just friends right now."
"Really?"
Jiang Peipei looked at him suspiciously, but hearing that Wan Yunting and Fang Yanxi were just friends now made her feel joyful inside.
Wan Yunting was about to say something when Jiang Yichun walked in. "Xiao Wan, you'll be accompanying me on a house call later!"
"A house call."
Wan Yunting was surprised. House calls were usually for special patients, perhaps those who couldn't be sent to the hospital in time.
"Okay."
Wan Yunting didn't ask further questions. Half an hour later, after removing the needles for Jiang Peipei and giving her another massage, she stood up and stomped her foot, exclaiming in surprise, "It really feels much better, Yunting. I didn't expect your medical skills to be so amazing."
"Alright, come back in a few days for another acupuncture session," Wan Yunting said with a smile as he tidied up the needles.
"Okay, okay. I won't disturb you anymore. Bye."
Jiang Peipei knew he was busy, so she didn't linger. Then, as if remembering something, she took out her phone and exchanged WeChat and phone numbers with Wan Yunting before happily leaving the Traditional Chinese Medicine department.
Jiang Yichun came over. "Xiao Wan, pack up and let's go."
"Okay."
Wan Yunting packed the necessary items for a house call, then picked up the temporary first-aid kit and left the Traditional Chinese Medicine department with Jiang Yichun.
"Elder Jiang, what kind of patient requires you to make a house call?"
As Wan Yunting drove, following the route given by Jiang Yichun, he headed towards a villa complex in Yuexiu District.
"Alas, it is indeed a rather special patient!"
Jiang Yichun sighed and said, "You know Fan Xingfa, right?"
"Yes, he's the chairman of Xingfa Group."
Jiang Yichun nodded and said, "It's his daughter who has a strange illness!"
"Strange illness?"
Wan Yunting was surprised. A "strange illness" was a condition that the medical community could not yet define based on its symptoms, hence the name "strange illness."
Although medical technology is very advanced now, there are still many incurable diseases.
Jiang Yichun said, "This strange illness is similar to allergic symptoms. Her skin develops small red spots and is accompanied by fever and other symptoms. She was sent to our hospital before, and I thought she had a skin allergy. However, after prescribing several medications, none of them worked."
"Later, I asked the patient to have a blood test. The hospital analyzed her blood, but they still couldn't detect anything. In the end, Fan Xingfa thought our Southern Hospital's standards were insufficient and sent his daughter to another hospital for treatment."
"To my surprise, even after so much time, his daughter's illness is still not cured! So, with no other options, Fan Xingfa approached our Traditional Chinese Medicine Association and asked all the TCM practitioners in Huadu to see his daughter."
"As a result, from yesterday to today, no one has been able to figure out what illness his daughter has!"
"That's strange."
This surprised Wan Yunting. Even all the TCM practitioners in Huadu couldn't figure it out.
"Yes."
Jiang Yichun said helplessly, "I then thought of you, so I'm bringing you along today to see if you can figure it out."
This statement was a bit too flattering to Wan Yunting. He smiled and shook his head. "If you can't figure it out, I probably can't either."
"Don't be modest. We'll know once we go and take a look."
Jiang Yichun waved his hand, and Wan Yunting said no more. After driving for half an hour, they finally arrived at Yuexiu District, a high-end villa community. Jiang Yichun greeted the security guard at the entrance, stating that they were there to see Mr. Fan's daughter, and the guard allowed them to enter.
Since yesterday, Fan Xingfa had instructed the guards to allow any doctor or TCM practitioner to enter his home.
Currently, various cars were parked in front of Fan Xingfa's villa.
At the same time, many people were gathered, in small groups, some with medical bags slung over their shoulders, dressed as TCM practitioners.
Fan Xingfa had invited so many TCM practitioners this time, naturally with a high consultation fee. He had promised a consultation fee of five million yuan to whoever could cure his daughter's illness!
As a result, from yesterday to today, countless TCM practitioners and Western medicine doctors were attracted.
Even TCM practitioners and doctors from neighboring cities of Huadu heard the news and rushed over.
This was why the scene today had unfolded.
However, the number of people today was significantly less, because to this day, not a single person had been able to accurately diagnose what illness Fan Xingfa's daughter was suffering from!
"Dean Jiang is here..."
As Wan Yunting and Jiang Yichun got out of the car, several TCM practitioners nearby immediately recognized Jiang Yichun and rushed forward to greet him. "Dean Jiang, didn't you see Mr. Fan's daughter before?"
Among these colleagues, some were physicians from the Traditional Chinese Medicine department of a hospital, some were private physicians who ran their own TCM clinics, and some were members of the Huadu Traditional Chinese Medicine Association.
As the Dean of the Traditional Chinese Medicine department at Southern Hospital and the head of the Huadu Chinese Medicine University, Jiang Yichun was well-known in the Huadu TCM community.