After the old man finished talking to Wu Yugang, he asked, "Little friend, did you remember this?"
Wu Yugang nodded and said, "I just don't know where the magic is!"
The old man said, "This is a method of internal practice that cannot be passed on to outsiders. It is the only way to cultivate one's virtues. How can it be passed on in words? You must understand it yourself."
After the old man finished speaking, he said to Wu Yuguang: "Practice the martial arts I taught you and let me see it." Wu Yuguang had no choice but to stand aside, clear his mind and start practicing from the beginning.
The old man only saw Wu Yugang's figure moving back and forth, like a dragon or a tiger, moving like a cheetah, being as agile as a crane and moving like a flying snake. The old man kept nodding his head in admiration.
Wu Yugang, on the other hand, felt as if he had returned to his former role as the Dragon Prince. Dragons are also ever-changing, with great magical powers, able to make clouds and rain, and do everything.
After practicing the Five Elements Boxing, Wu Yugang stopped and stood still.
I only heard the old man say: "Only by washing away the filth can you become a saint among men and a diamond in the body. Practice the Cleansing Body Ruyi Heart Method and see."
Wu Yugang had no choice but to hold his breath and concentrate, regulating his breathing and entering a state of tranquility. He felt a strong airflow pouring into his body from the top of his head, cleansing and expelling the turbid mundane air in his body. In an instant, he felt as if his bones and muscles had been changed. After a meal, Wu Yugang finished his practice and stood still.
The old man asked, "How do you feel?"
Wu Yugang said: "It's hard to describe. I just feel my body is much lighter."
The old man looked at the setting sun and said to Wu Yugang, "It's getting late. Remember to practice diligently and don't tell others about it, because martial arts also depend on fate. It won't benefit those who don't have fate to practice."
Wu Yugang nodded and was about to ask the old man's name, but he saw that the old man had disappeared without a trace.
Wu Yugang packed up his medicine basket and walked down the mountain. But just as he was about to leave the forest, a little bird flew down from somewhere in front of Wu Yugang. It was a wounded little skylark.
Wu Yugang bent down and picked up the injured bird, saying, "How pitiful! I will heal your wounds and then let you go back to your home." Then Wu Yugang put the bird into a cloth bag he carried with him.
Wu Yuguang walked into the old Chinese doctor's home carrying a full basket of medicinal herbs. It was already dark.
The old Chinese doctor said to Wu Yugang anxiously, "Why are you back so late?"
Wu Yugang said mischievously: "Master, don't be angry. It's all my fault that I was so busy playing in the mountains that I didn't pay much attention. Look, this is a wounded bird I picked up."
The old Chinese doctor was both angry and loving. He said with concern: "Okay, put the medicine on the bird and put it aside, and let's eat!" As he said that, the old Chinese doctor took the medicine basket and put it aside. The old Chinese doctor and his wife brought the delicious meal to Wu Yugang.
Time flies. Wu Yugang studied the ancient Chinese medicine at the old doctor's home and practiced what he learned secretly at night. During the day, he discussed and learned medical skills with the old doctor. Sometimes, the old doctor would often let Wu Yugang make his own judgment and treatment of the patients and then compare them with the old doctor's method.
Wu Yugang kept exploring and accumulating his own experience in theory and practice. After a few years, Wu Yugang had made great progress without realizing it, and even memorized the most difficult pulse diagnosis.
It's strange to say, I don't know whether Wu Yugang was smart since he was a child or he got spiritual energy from learning the art of washing his body. Even when Wu Yugang was treating birds, he learned some bird language and understood the birds' living habits. The birds he released also became Wu Yugang's friends.
The old Chinese doctor also taught Wu Yuguang many treatments for common diseases, such as fire therapy, cupping and scraping.
Wu Yugang made rapid progress. Sometimes the old doctor would take Wu Yugang to a nearby market town to sell the herbs Wu Yugang had collected but could not use. Sometimes he would also take this apprentice to chat with villagers in the village about daily life and health preservation.
Over time, many people in the village began to realize that Wu Yuguang could also treat people's illnesses.
Although it was said that the disciple was starving himself to death, the old Chinese doctor had already started to instruct Wu Yuguang on some of his normal patients, and the apprentice was the one who treated them.
Coincidentally, one day a patient came with a crooked mouth and slanted eyes. The old Chinese doctor had gone to visit friends in the village and was not there.
Wu Yuguang himself prepared the patients by examining them using a variety of techniques including observation, auscultation, questioning and palpation, and applying pulse and acupuncture.
Wu Yuguang inserted a needle into the man's Fengchi acupoint and combined it with moxa therapy, and then prescribed oral medication.
Just after the acupuncture was started, the old Chinese doctor came back, looked at Wu Yuguang's pathological analysis and asked about the patient's feelings. At this time, the patient was already much better.
After seeing the patient off, the old Chinese doctor felt a little lonely.
Wu Yugang looked at the dejected master and asked cautiously, "Master, what's wrong with you? I didn't treat him, right?!"
The old Chinese doctor shook his head and said, "No, your diagnosis and treatment are very accurate. Now you can practice medicine on your own."
After hearing this, Wu Yuguang felt both happy and sad. He was happy because he could practice medicine independently, but he was sad because he had to leave this old doctor who took care of him and taught him medical knowledge.
The old Chinese doctor said: "All good things must come to an end. Children will eventually grow up and leave their parents and teachers. In the future, you must study hard and practice medicine with virtue, and don't be blinded by profit!"
Wu Yugang listened to the old Chinese doctor's farewell teachings and said to his master: "Don't worry! I won't let you down. I will practice medicine well and treat patients to help people solve their body pain. Even if I leave you, I will come to see you from time to time."
The old Chinese doctor nodded with satisfaction, took out a small bag from the cabinet and put it on the table, and said to Wu Yugang: "This is the money you earned from collecting and selling herbs during the years you have been here. I was reluctant to spend it, so I saved it for you. You can open a clinic by yourself in the future. This will serve as some capital. I don't have much else to give you."
Wu Yugang was sad and didn't want it, but the old Chinese doctor said: "Boys will eventually become independent, and this is what their parents and masters want to see. What parents and masters want to see is to have an independent apprentice and child.
What your master teaches you is not just medical skills, but more importantly, how to be a human being and live your life. You should be like a real man and have the courage to take on your own roles and responsibilities, not only to your parents and teachers, but more importantly to society and your own conscience. "
At this time, Wu Yuguang was listening carefully to the old Chinese doctor's teachings and was crying uncontrollably.
Because Wu Yugang studied with the old Chinese doctor for seven years and rarely went home, the old Chinese doctor's meticulous care and concern for him on weekdays has left an indelible mark on Wu Yugang's heart. (To be continued)