"Good morning, Sister Hongmei."
Wan Yunting turned his head and greeted her with a smile. Zhong Hongmei nodded and asked, "Did you have a conflict with Yingying?"
Wan Yunting waved his hand and chuckled, "Who knows what's gotten into her. Sister Hongmei, shall we go to the mountaintop to meditate and practice? I can see how your training is going!"
"Okay."
Zhong Hongmei nodded. As an exchange for being Fang Yanxi's personal bodyguard last time, she learned the Xiaowuxiang Gong from the逍遥派 (Xiaoyao Sect), along with two palm techniques, from Wan Yunting. She had a few points she didn't understand and could ask Wan Yunting for guidance...
The two of them sped towards the summit of the Holy Hall. Upon reaching the top, Wan Yunting immediately started his stopwatch and said, "Fourteen minutes and thirty-five seconds. You ran even faster than last time by over a minute. Not bad, Sister Hongmei, how are you feeling?"
Zhong Hongmei bent over, hands on her knees, panting heavily. Large beads of sweat constantly trickled down and dripped onto the ground. She looked up, her face flushed, making her look even cleaner and prettier without makeup. She smiled and said, "I'm fine."
Wan Yunting exhaled slightly and chuckled, "Before the sun rises, let's hurry and meditate to practice."
"Okay."
Zhong Hongmei nodded and followed Wan Yunting up to a large rock. She noticed Zhang Xian'er was already on the mountain on another rock not far away, her eyes closed in focused practice. She remarked, "Xian'er is really early."
Wan Yunting sat down cross-legged, glanced at Zhang Xian'er, and smiled, "She usually wakes up at five o'clock to practice."
Zhong Hongmei also sat down cross-legged beside him, exhaling heavily to calm herself. She said, "She's so diligent, no wonder her martial arts are so strong."
Wan Yunting looked back at her and encouraged with a smile, "It's normal. She grew up in Longhu Mountain and started practicing martial arts from a young age."
Zhong Hongmei nodded and smiled, "I'm not jealous, but this motivates me."
Without further ado, the two began to focus on circulating their internal energy. When Zhong Hongmei encountered any problems, Wan Yunting patiently guided her, teaching her the correct way to practice...
Unknowingly, the morning sun began to rise. The weather in Lingnan Province was unpredictable. Yesterday it felt cold, but today it was like summer. Soon, elderly neighbors from below the mountain started coming up. The aunties turned on their music and started practicing their square dances, while the uncles either practiced their Tai Chi sword, stretched, or played chess in the pavilions, sipping their morning tea...
In the distance, Zhang Xian'er had finished meditating and was practicing a Qingping sword technique from Longhu Mountain on a large rock. Zhong Hongmei, who had also finished meditating and practicing, watched her intently...
After greeting a few familiar old men, Wan Yunting saw Zhong Hongmei engrossed in watching Zhang Xian'er practice her swordplay and smiled, "Sister Hongmei, can you practice the Tianshan Zhemei Shou for me to see?"
"Okay."
Zhong Hongmei nodded, assumed a stance, and began practicing the逍遥派 (Xiaoyao Sect)'s Tianshan Zhemei Shou. Wan Yunting watched from the side, pointing out any mistakes and teaching her to practice it correctly...
"What kind of martial art is this?"
Zhang Xian'er finished her sword practice and hopped over. She looked at Zhong Hongmei's Tianshan Zhemei Shou, which seemed profound and unfathomable, and couldn't help but ask in surprise, "This doesn't look like the martial arts from your Wuliang Daoist Temple, does it?"
"Of course not."
Wan Yunting turned to look at Zhang Xian'er and smiled, "It's normal that you haven't seen it before because this martial art has been lost for hundreds of years!"
Zhang Xian'er's expression faltered, and she huffed, "Then how did you learn it, and which sect's martial art is it?"
"Hehe, we learned it by chance."
Wan Yunting waved his hand at her, "Don't ask. The time is not right yet, and I won't tell you which sect's martial art it is for now!"
"Tch."
Seeing that he still wouldn't tell her, Zhang Xian'er glanced at him dismissively and provoked him, "Heretical martial arts can't compare to our Longhu Mountain's."
Wan Yunting cast her a sideways glance, smiling and not falling for her trap. He continued to guide Zhong Hongmei's practice until nine o'clock, when the three of them went down the mountain together. Wan Yunting said, "Sister Hongmei, you'll have to work a bit harder for a few more days. After we go to the capital, you won't have to protect Yan Xi all the time."
Zhong Hongmei nodded and said, "That's good news. I'll come to the capital when I've stabilized my company."
Wan Yunting hummed in agreement. As they descended the mountain, they chatted. Upon returning home, Fang Yanxi and her sister Ouyang Fanmeng had already woken up. Except for Duan Yingying, who hadn't come down for breakfast, everyone else was gathered in the dining room for breakfast. After a brief greeting from Wan Yunting, he went directly to the Chinese Medicine Department for his last day of work.
"Doctor Wan is here."
Sister Yan and Xiao Fang at the front desk greeted him enthusiastically as he entered. Wan Yunting smiled, nodded, and asked, "Has Zhang Wenxia arrived yet?"
"Yes, she's waiting in your consultation room," Sister Yan replied.
Wan Yunting nodded, greeted them, and went upstairs. Just then, Dai Qiuyue emerged from her consultation room. He greeted her, "Qiuyue, weren't you and Old Jin going back to his hometown to meet his parents? Why are you at work today?"
Dai Qiuyue nodded and said, "He's busy these two days, and we plan to go the day after tomorrow."
Wan Yunting nodded and smiled, "Congratulations! You're meeting his parents already. It seems like good news is not far off."
Dai Qiuyue smiled and said, "I'll go to the pharmacy first."
"Go ahead."
Wan Yunting nodded and watched Dai Qiuyue head downstairs. He smiled, thinking that Jin Xiuwen had indeed put in a lot of effort to successfully pursue Dai Qiuyue...
Zhang Wenxia and her husband were in the consultation room. Seeing Wan Yunting enter, the couple quickly stood up and smiled, "Doctor Wan, you're back."
"Yes, please sit down."
Wan Yunting nodded, motioned for them to sit, and looked at the fully recovered Zhang Wenxia. He smiled and asked, "How are you feeling?"
Zhang Wenxia exchanged a glance with her husband and said happily, "Doctor Wan, I feel like my skin has become much younger."
Wan Yunting carefully examined her rosy and smooth complexion and asked her to extend her hands. He smiled and said, "This is the effect of the medicinal fumigation therapy. If you have time, you should do it more often. It will help keep your skin young."
"Mmm, I go every few days each month. Your medicinal fumigation therapy is truly amazing," Zhang Wenxia said happily.
Wan Yunting nodded, stood up, and smiled, "Seeing you recover like this makes me very happy. You've finally returned to an appearance that matches your age."
Zhang Wenxia and her husband also stood up quickly. They recalled how their previous skin sagging had made them look like sixty or seventy-year-old grandmothers, leading to much indifference and distance from people around them, which had caused Zhang Wenxia considerable heartache and pain.
Now that her illness was finally cured, she shed tears of joy. She grabbed Wan Yunting's hand and bowed ninety degrees, "Doctor Wan, thank you so much. Without you, I would truly have become an old lady."
"Thank you..."
Her husband also bowed his head in gratitude. Wan Yunting quickly supported the couple and said, "Alright, alright. Treating your illness is our duty as doctors. There's no need for thanks. I hope I don't see you again!"
"Ah?"
These words made the couple look bewildered, not understanding what he meant. Wan Yunting chuckled and said, "I mean I hope you don't get sick and come to see me again."
"Oh..."
Zhang Wenxia and her husband finally understood. After chatting with Wan Yunting for about ten minutes, the couple left...
Wan Yunting went to chat with Dai Qiuyue for a while. When he came out, he saw that Jiang Yichun hadn't arrived, likely busy with work at the Chinese Medicine Association with Li Chengde. Thinking of something, Wan Yunting left the Chinese Medicine Department and went to the adjacent hospital. At the main entrance, he happened to run into the Dean, He Tianxiang, and his son, He Jianyi. Wan Yunting proactively greeted him, "Dean He...!"
"Mmm, Doctor Wan, why are you here at the hospital today?"
He Tianxiang and his son stopped and looked at Wan Yunting as he approached. He smiled and said, "I'm here to follow up with a patient. After I'm done, I'll come to find Director Jiang."
He Tianxiang smiled and nodded, saying, "Congratulations, Doctor Wan. You are now the Chairman of the Chinese Medicine Association."
"Thank you, Dean He."
Wan Yunting politely clasped his hands in return. He looked at He Jianyi, who was following He Tianxiang, and asked, "Director He, are you no longer in the Emergency Department?"
He Jianyi replied, "Yes, I'm about to go abroad to study."
"Oh."
Wan Yunting was surprised. He recalled that when he first arrived at Southern Hospital and was working as a cleaner in the Emergency Department, He Jianyi, relying on his father being the dean, had become the director of the Emergency Department. He had done many foolish things to pursue Jiang Tongxin and had even had conflicts with Wan Yunting. Later, the matter had eased up due to the connection with Feng Lean's wife.
The main reason was that Wan Yunting's status was changing by the day back then, and He Tianxiang also knew he was no ordinary person, so he had warned his son He Jianyi not to oppose Wan Yunting anymore.
Now, He Jianyi was with another intern female doctor, and they were both preparing to study abroad. It seemed he was turning over a new leaf and would be able to take over his father He Tianxiang's position in the future.
After chatting with the father and son for a few words, Wan Yunting didn't want to delay their work and went directly to the Emergency Department. The nurse at the front desk's eyes lit up when she saw him. "Doctor Wan is here. Are you looking for Ke'er?"
Wan Yunting smiled and asked, "Ke'er hasn't started work yet, has she?"
In fact, Su Ke'er was already in a hospital in the capital, preparing to join as a real doctor!
Of course, the reason she went to the capital was naturally for Wan Yunting.
"I'm here to see Director Jiang."
As Wan Yunting spoke, he happened to see Jiang Tongxin in her white coat, revealing a sliver of her beautiful leg. She was wearing flat shoes, with a tall figure and long black hair tied back. She still exuded a steady and calm demeanor. Upon seeing Wan Yunting at the front desk, Jiang Tongxin's beautiful eyes widened. She immediately instructed a doctor and waved, then walked towards Wan Yunting...