Perspective Medical Genius Young Master

Chapter 897: Chapter 899: Great Encouragement

Xiao Yifei picked up a spoon, tasted the spicy soup, gave a thumbs up, and said, "Old Hu, you’re amazing. This breakfast includes snacks from so many provinces, and they’re all so delicious. I’m truly impressed. I feel like I’ve wasted so many years for nothing."

"Spicy soup, also known as Hu La Tang, is a traditional breakfast from Henan. It is a well-known traditional Han Clan soup commonly found in northern Huaxia breakfasts. Hu La Tang is often seen at street breakfast stalls, characterized by its mild spiciness, rich nutrition, and pleasant taste, making it an excellent complement to other breakfast items. The main varieties include Xiaoyao Hu La Tang, Zhengzhou Hu La Tang, Kaifeng Hu La Tang, and North Wudu Hu La Tang, each with its own characteristics."

"As long as you’re happy eating, that’s good. I invited you for breakfast today because we met at the conference the other day and felt we had a special connection, so I wanted to treat you to a meal."

"Actually, I have a small personal reason, too. Your medical skill is the best I’ve seen in recent years, so I hope we can become friends. We can spar a little when we’re free and learn from each other," Hu Jingtang continued.

"Old Hu, you’re too kind. You’re an elder, and the fact that you think highly of a junior like me is a great blessing. It’s truly a fortunate thing for me, and I’m very happy," Xiao Yifei said excitedly.

Since receiving Hu Jingtang’s call last night, Xiao Yifei had been wondering why he was suddenly invited to a meal. After all, they had just met for the first time and didn’t know each other that well. Now he understood; it seemed Old Hu was someone with a genuine personality.

"Since Old Hu is willing to be friends with me, I naturally can’t ask for more," Xiao Yifei reiterated. This was probably the best thing that had happened to him in a while.

"I’ve also heard bits and pieces about you from others. They all praise your excellent medical skill, saying you’re a good doctor. But I also heard you’ve had some troubles lately. Can you tell me specifically what’s going on? If there’s anything I can help with, I surely will," Hu Jingtang got straight to the point.

Since Hu Jingtang asked directly, Xiao Yifei couldn’t refuse. He explained the full story to him, including his own mistakes.

After hearing everything, Hu Jingtang pondered for a moment and said, "This is clearly a setup against you. How can you just accept such a result? What are you planning to do now?"

"I’m currently trying to find evidence, but I haven’t had any leads, so I’m not sure what to do," Xiao Yifei said. Only then did he realize that Hu Jingtang had chosen to trust him after hearing his words. This trust warmed his heart, showing him that there are still many good people in this world.

"Are you wondering why I trust you so much?" Hu Jingtang asked, looking into Xiao Yifei’s eyes.

Caught off guard, Xiao Yifei felt a bit embarrassed and said, "I did have that doubt."

"Because I believe in your character. You wouldn’t do such a thing. Although we’ve only known each other for a few days, I’m pretty good at judging people, and I know you wouldn’t do this," Hu Jingtang said.

These few words were a great encouragement to Xiao Yifei, making him happier than receiving a bonus. For someone you’ve only met twice to tell you, "I believe in you," those four words are probably the warmest, even warmer than the sun in winter. noveldrama

The two of them chatted carefreely about all sorts of things. Xiao Yifei felt as if he had returned to the time when he lived with his grandfather, only those days would never come again.

"Old Hu, why don’t you tell me your stories? My grandfather used to love telling stories of the past, but at that time, I was young and found his stories boring. I frequently interrupted before he could finish. Now, I want to listen, but there’s no longer any opportunity," Xiao Yifei said with regret.

If life could start over, Xiao Yifei would listen to every word his grandfather said and would not go against his grandfather’s wishes. He would understand his grandfather’s intentions earlier, but it’s all unreachable now. In this world, what people desperately need is a remedy for regret, but there simply isn’t one.

Suddenly, Xiao Yifei realized that he rarely dreamed of his grandfather in recent years. He remembered the last time vividly: on the anniversary of his grandfather’s death, after spending the whole afternoon at his grave, recounting all his sufferings and experiences from another city, he finally dreamed of his grandfather that night.

Other elders had told Xiao Yifei that if you never dream of deceased loved ones, it means they’re living very well in another world and don’t want to disturb you. Since he never dreams of his grandfather, it must mean he’s doing very well over there. Though he longs for a dream of his grandfather, he simultaneously hopes not to have one.

If there were such a thing as doctors over there, his grandfather would certainly still be an amazing doctor, the kind revered by everyone, so busy that he’d forget he had a grandson in the mortal world.

In his dream, his grandfather seemed a few years younger than when he last saw him before he passed, looking much more energetic. The dream wasn’t about any major event—unlike the tales where someone receives a message about hidden treasure and finds it the next day by following the dream’s directions.

Of course, Xiao Yifei also hoped his grandfather would tell him where the legendary Biwei Silver Needle was or if there were any clues. But in reality, it was just an ordinary dream: Xiao Yifei returned home for winter break, and his grandfather spent half a day making a table full of food. They had a few drinks and talked about mundane things Xiao Yifei can no longer remember, surely just casual conversations.

Somehow he woke up without knowing what happened afterward. Xiao Yifei really wanted to know what happened next, but by the time he fell asleep again, his grandfather had vanished. Xiao Yifei regretfully knocked his head, thinking, "It was so hard to have one dream, and it ended just like that without a hint. It only happens once a year, yet it’s not special."

Coming out of his memories, Xiao Yifei began listening intently to Hu Jingtang recounting his past, somewhat filling the regret in Xiao Yifei’s heart.

"Actually, you shouldn’t be fooled by how impressive Chinese Medicine is now. Even a few years ago, it didn’t have such a high status in Huaxia. So, I envy you all for being fortunate enough to be in the blossoming period of Traditional Chinese Medicine."

"Since after the Opium War, the modern Western education system fully took over Huaxia. Traditional Confucian education became a mere formality, and traditional Confucian education is an Eastern education system, fundamentally different from the modern Western system, that originated and developed thousands of years ago in Huaxia."

"Due to the underdeveloped transportation and information in ancient times, Eastern and Western civilizations, along with other civilizations, remained largely isolated. Thus, they each developed unique educational, technological, and cultural systems in their relatively closed environments, each with its strengths and weaknesses."