Thomas takes Anxiety medicine to help him cope with y' know... Anxiety. But the medicine hurts Virgil in more ways than one...

this is a story about Jerry Benz. a guy who is brillant and not op. he and the AI he built will forge their own path to the peak, but to make clear to all there will be no bs cliche and no harem. theres already a ton of that sh*t on the site. 
check out my other novels if you like my writing style. till then.

Beautiful doctor of Chinese medicine, Yu Gangan woke up from a coma one day to a cold, mysterious man. "Excuse me, you are...?"
A pair of profound eyes focused on her and replied, "Fang Zhihan, your husband."
Did this man take her for a fool? He was obviously a fraud!
A little while down the track, he pulled her into his arms and whispered beside her ear, "Who am I?"
This time, Yu Gangan froze and replied, "Fang Zhihan, my husband."
If he was a patient, then she was his sweetest medicine...

Early morning!
Zhao Ming Qing was being spammed with phone calls.
"Elder Zhao, what are you doing? You mentioned that you're going to conquer anorexia. Is that true? Or did you get hacked?" a good friend of his asked.
Zhao Ming Qing was full of confidence. "Of course it's true. My mentor and I have been researching it intensively. There are some results and I believe the perfect medicine will be coming out soon."
"Mentor? Is that the young chap? Elder Zhao, that's…"
Zhao Ming Qing laughed confidently. "it's okay, I know you don't believe my mentor is amazing. However, I'll let you guys know of his superior medical skills through this. You have to keep this a secret for me and not publicize it. My mentor hasn't told me that I can mention his name yet."
They hung up after a while. Zhao Ming Qing's friend sighed after hanging up. He felt that Elder Zhao had gone mad. He didn't know how this was going to turn out and if someone were to make a big fuss out of it, it would definitely affect Chinese medicine.
They both were experienced elderly men and they knew that there were baddies online who were anti-government. These people were corrupted and they wanted to destroy things like the national treasures and defame government officials. Those that didn't know the truth wouldn't be greatly impacted but things could go really wrong in certain circumstances. This matter had the potential to blow up.
*Ding ding!*
The phone came again.
Zhao Ming Qing shook his head. But when he saw it was Elder Mu, he smiled. "Elder Mu, what's up?"
"Elder Zhao, you're curing anorexia with Master Lin?" Elder Mu was shocked.
Zhao Ming Qing smiled. "Yeah, what is it? Are you not confident in us?"
There was silence.
"It's not that I'm not confident. I have absolutely no confidence. You guys are rushing things. Although anorexia isn't a terminal illness, my understanding of it is that it is an even more complicated disease. You guys should've said it after the prescription is out. You're attracting unnecessary attention and if this fails, it would be devastating," Elder Mu said.
Zhao Ming Qing smiled. "It's okay, I believe in my mentor and he has made me understand something after guiding me. Let me tell you the truth. He has already come up with the prescription. However, he's just teaching me about it now to let me understand it. Do you think my teacher would let me do this if he wasn't confident?"
Mu Xian shook his head. "Elder Zhao, I realized that you've really gone mad. You've just had this mentor for a few days and you trust him so much? You gotta have your own way of thinking."
Zhao Ming Qing smiled. "Alright, alright. I'll hang up here. You guys don't understand."
He hung up the call.
Mu Xian looked at his phone and shook his head helplessly. How could he not understand about Chinese medicine?
A few calls later, Zhao Ming Qing was still really happy. Although his friends were all worried about him, he wasn't worried at all because he trusted his mentor.
On the Internet.
"D*mn, it's the first time I've seen Chinese medicine being so awesome. It's really trying to prove something here."
"Hey, trust me, this will be gone in a few days and the stupid old Chinese doctor will become a joke."
"Coming up with a cure for anorexia is the stupidest joke I've ever heard."
"I agree. Chinese medicine has already fallen in favor. Just let it die. Why did this clown come up and say something like that? Furthermore, he's the director of a Chinese medical university."
"Haha, the Chinese medical academy is also an empty institute with no substance."
"Shanghai's First Chinese Medical Academy has been around since 1900. It had a lot of great masters in the past but it only started to accept students again after the war in 1975. The student cohort remains steady at about 1300 people. About 20% of them withdraw halfway and only 10% of them stick to becoming a Chinese medical doctor after graduation. The others turn to Western medicine and other professions. There are only a handful of famous Chinese medical doctors. The school became a reputable university after the government supported it. If not for the government, it would be just a small and lousy university."
"The person above is right, his statistics are all correct."
"I went to read the discussions on other Chinese medical doctors' Weibo. They don't think highly of this matter at all."
"They're just waiting for a joke to happen."
Cloud Street.
Fraud Tian and the others didn't know what was happening between Lin Fan and Zhao Ming Qing. Lin Fan didn't want to tell them anything about it. However, when they saw what was happening online, they just laughed. Even a fool could tell that people didn't think highly of Chinese medicine at all.
Zhao Ming Qing was indeed a pro at Chinese medicine but he couldn't help to make Chinese medicine a great success.
Then, Lin Fan posted on Weibo.
"I believe Chinese medicine will have a prescription to cure anorexia. I'll just say this. If the prescription doesn't work, I will eat sh*t on a live broadcast. If the prescription works, all of you have to post good things about Chinese medicine in all your online groups. Does anyone want to bet on this?"
Lin Fan had a few million fans on Weibo and it immediately caught their attention.
"666… Master Lin is going to eat sh*t on a broadcast? I'm in."
"+1."
"Master Lin, take it slow. You're definitely going to lose this. It's not too late to withdraw from it."
"Too awesome, I'll bet too."
"Master Lin, I'm so impressed. However, sometimes, you still have to look at the situation before acting. Everyone can see that this is an impossible feat."
Fraud Tian scrolled through his phone and gasped, "D*mn, you're playing it too big this time."
Wu You Lan was stunned. "Brother Lin, don't do that. You'll definitely lose."
"Haha." Lin Fan raised his head and looked extremely calm. "I'll lose? Let me tell you that it's impossible for me to lose."
It was just anorexia. How difficult could it have been? If not for training Zhao Ming Qing, he would have brought out the prescription already. However, Zhao Ming Qing was making decent progress and he was gradually able to grasp the medicine combinations. He still needed some time to make the prescription work.
"Alright, take care of the shop. I'll go out for a while," Lin Fan waved his hand and said.
Fraud Tian and the rest didn't know what he was up to but he had been acting suspiciously. They didn't know where else he could go besides the children's welfare institute.
The web forum of the Shanghai's First Chinese Medical Academy was also buzzing.
The students were discussing it intensely.
"The director is crazy on Weibo. This is a shocking Weibo post about curing anorexia. Do you guys think he can do it?"
"I don't believe it. Although Director Zhao has brilliant medical skills, it still can't beat Western medicine."
"It's too late to regret after entering a Chinese medical university. I'm extremely regretful. I get embarrassed to answer my family and friends back at home when they ask me what I'm currently studying."
"I agree. I thought I could get myself a girlfriend in university but there are only guys and that old fella here. It's hopeless."
"Wait till our school becomes a joke. I will definitely withdraw and study again to enroll in another university."
"Pathetic, how pathetic. Director Zhao is so old already, why did he cause such a stir on the Internet? He's going to get himself scolded by everyone."
"However, Director Zhao has been secretly researching about something in the lab with a young chap. Do you guys think he's researching about this?"
"They're probably gays."
"He's old and probably has a lot of vitality."
"^ can you please be more respectful towards our director?"
"Haha, anorexia isn't a normal disease. If it can be cured by just two people, the sun would rise from the west."
...


I am Lin Fan and I've become a jack of all trades just because of a powerful Encyclopedia. 
In the first ever competition organised for trolls, all the other contestants lost. The crowd exclaimed, "Brother, you're so good at trolling." 
Lin Fan replied, "But I've never been trolling..."

Another day passed. The next morning, Henry cleaned up the house as usual. Today, he didn't go to the company with Sylvia, but went to the University of Yinzhou.

In the Ning Province Medical Association, there were a lot of honorary professors from Yinzhou University. Some of them even worked as part-time teachers. It was very easy for them to give a lecture in a podium.

Today, there were a lot of people in the university. All of them were elders in the medical field from various departments. Some of the older ones had gray hair.

These people came to the University today to listen to lectures.

These two words "shaking needles" stirred up huge waves in the Chinese medicine circle.

At first, Yinzhou University had only prepared a small lecture hall for the Medical Association. But when they saw so many famous doctors in the country coming, they immediately changed it to the largest lecture hall in the whole school. At the same time, they also let the students take the initiative to listen to the lecture.

With so many famous doctors gathered together, the students of the medical department of the Yinzhou University certainly would not miss this opportunity. Each of them held a case in their hands and began to consult.

The campus was full of youthful figures everywhere.

"Daisy, there are many professors coming here today. We can't miss this opportunity." Amy, wearing a white T-shirt, held a notebook in her hand, and her face was full of excitement.

Daisy still dressed up so vigorously today. "Don't worry. I have written down all the problems that I couldn't overcome during this period of time. Today, I will figure them all out. Hey, where is Lam Sun?"

"She'll be here in a minute."

At this moment, countless students gathered at the entrance of No.1 Hall of the Yinzhou University. They were discussing medical problems. Sometimes, some famous doctors would remind them, which would benefit them a lot.

Daisy and others gathered together to discuss a rare case.

There was a patient who was born with a illness and couldn't raise his hands above his head. His big arms were powerless and difficult to train. Among traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, this kind of disease was classified as blood, qi, and meridians. However, when treating it, he had no way to start. The patient's meridians were open, and his blood and qi were active.

This case, in the exercises of Chinese Medicine, could be said to be a very difficult disease.

"Ladies and gentlemen, my friend's name is Ron Liu. He has been studying under Dr. Zhao in Su Province for four years. You can ask him for advice about this disease."

"Hello, everyone." Ron was a young man about twenty-four years old, wearing a doctor's white coat.

He greeted everyone, and his eyes were fixed on Daisy and others.

Hearing that it was Doctor Zhao from the province of Su, many people cast envious glances at Ron.

Doctor Zhao was a well-known doctor across the country. If he could learn from him, his future achievements would be limitless.

"Brother Ron, do you have a solution to this disease?" One of them couldn't help but ask.

Ron nodded and said, "I don't have a perfect solution, but I've discussed this case with the teacher countless times. And we got some results."

Hearing Ron's words, everyone's face was full of joy.

Although Ron did not make it clear, everyone knew what he meant. After discussing it with Doctor Zhao, there was a result. Didn't that mean that there was a solution?

Ron stood there and looked at everyone casting eager eyes at him. He was very satisfied. His eyes wandered on Daisy, Amy and Lam, who had just arrived, for a long time before he opened his mouth.

"For this disease, I named it muscle function syndrome. For this kind of disease, we can stimulate the patient's acupuncture points in a great way according to the position of the patient's disease. This symptom, although it looks like the patient's meridians are connected, in fact, it is not the case..."

Ron stood there and talked slowly. The eyes of the people around him made him more excited as he spoke.

Some people who were keen on learning had already begun to take the pen and quickly wrote down these things.

While Ron was talking excitedly, a voice suddenly interrupted him.

"Nonsense! In medicine, every step is trembling as if you are walking on thin ice. Every movement and every thought of yours needs to be responsible for the life and safety of the patient. Now, you are here, talking nonsense!"

The tone of this voice was so harsh that everyone's eyes turned to look at the speaker.

"Brother-in-law?" Daisy widened her eyes. She did not expect that it was Henry who had just spoken.

Amy and Lam also looked at Henry curiously.

Ron, who was talking slowly, paused for a while and looked slightly unnatural, because he clearly knew that he had never discussed any treatment methods with the teacher about this so called muscle disease. The deep stimulation of the muscle he had just said was totally to show his vanity and made himself look smart. Now he was scolded like this, which made him feel very embarrassed.

Ron glanced at Henry and asked, "Who are you? The result of the discussion between me and the teacher, is it nonsense for you?" 

"Yeah, who is this person?" A student looked at Henry.

"You don't know medicine, do you? The thing Ron said was said by Dr. Zhao from the province of Su. Are you saying that Dr. Zhao is talking nonsense?"

"That's right!" A person rolled his eyes and looked at Daisy. "Daisy, did you just say that this person is your brother-in-law? What is he doing? Is he also a doctor?"

Daisy shook her head. "He's not a doctor, but my brother-in-law must have a reason to say that."

"Ha!" Ron snorted. "Reason? What reason? A person who doesn't know medicine, come and tell me the reason?"

"I'm talking about attitude!" Henry said again, "The purpose of learning medicine is to save lives, not to let you talk too much. You have to know that as a doctor, you have to be responsible for every word you say. Do you know what the consequences will be if you use the methods you just said on patients?"

Henry shouted. His momentum was so strong that when he spoke, the students around him had to listen to him and did not dare to interrupt.

Henry glanced around these students and finally fixed his eyes on Ron. "If you do this, the patient may bleed both of his arms because of excessive stimulation, and the consequences would be serious. It may make his arms lose function forever! You don't even have this common sense, and you should ask me to take care of it!"

After Henry finished speaking, he pointed to those students. "And you, you don't have the ability to distinguish at all. You can read whatever others say and you can't distinguish whether they are right or wrong. Think about it in your mind. For a person whose meridians are in perfect condition and whose meridians are intertwined with blood, forcing to stimulate the acupuncture points, what will happen? Hasn't your textbook written this kind of basic thing?"

Henry's words ended, and none of these students dared to refute. They stood in the same place and were lost in thought.

A month ago, Henry Zhang, who is honored with the title of "Satan" in the underworld, came back from abroad, and married into Lin Family, has become the husband of Sylvia Lin. Sylvia dismissed all her servants and left the whole housework to Henry, aiming to force him to divorce in this way. However, Henry didn't think so. Every time when Sylvia met troubles, it was Henry who helped her out, making Sylvia change her thoughts of him gradually...

---Disclaimer---
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
I am NOT the Author of this novel. I am only a part-time translator and proofreader of the novel itself.

"No chemotherapy and transplant?" Yun Xiangxiang was taken aback,
"It has been discussed for a long time in theory, but no actual breakthrough after all this time," Song Mian took Yun Xiangxiang to his work desk. He opened the documents related to leukemia from his computer.
The jargon in them overwhelmed Yun Xiangxiang. She pushed the computer away. "You can just explain it to me."
Song Mian chuckled as he sat beside Yun Xiangxiang. "To put it simply, the Western medicine will conduct immunotherapy from the cells, while the Chinese medicine would regulate the liver, spleen, and kidneys."
"You're planning to use both methods of treatment?" Yun Xiangxiang asked again.
Song Mian nodded. "Leukemia is categorised as either acute or chronic. A successful treatment is highly probable by only using Chinese medicine to treat acute leukemia. But if it's chronic leukemia, regulation through Chinese medicine might not make it."
"Acute leukemia has a higher rate of success instead?" Yun Xiangxiang was perplexed. From what she heard, acute diseases were supposed to be the troublesome version.
Song Mian gazed at Yun Xiangxiang gently. His smile was mesmerising. "Acute diseases attack fiercely. If the medicine is prescribed correctly, the effects would be tremendous."
"But if a chronic disease breaks out, that would mean the disease is already there for some time. The body had been damaged to an extent."
Yun Xiangxiang only realized that now. She placed her chin on one of her hands as she looked up to Song Mian. "I want to know your opinion on Chinese and Western medicine."
"Knowledge does not belong to any nation. There are pros and cons to Eastern and Western medicine," Song Mian gave a neutral answer.
"So...which of them has more pros, and which has fewer?" Yun Xiangxiang's eyes turned. She asked Song Mian a difficult question on purpose.
"It depends. The one you need is the one that has more pros," Song Mian touched Yun Xiangxiang's nose with the tip of his fingers.
Chinese medicine is a more stable choice, but it is a slow process. Most people treat time as their lives now.
Even if they knew that Western medicine would not be able to get to the root of the disease, they would still choose Western medicine. They could not afford to waste time.
An increasing number of rich people started choosing Chinese medicine now as they had the time to go through the treatment after all.
Western medicine works fast, but the human body could resist it easily. Western medicine also comes with relatively larger side effects.
After all, Western medicine targeted symptoms, whereas Chinese medicine treated all the parts of the body in pursuit of balance.
Quick results were not the only advantage of Western medicine. Western medicine would have an advantage in most diseases that needed emergency surgery.
As a medical practitioner, Song Mian would never look down upon someone's skill, even if he would never abandon his nation's traditions.
This was why he learned both Chinese and Western medicine.
Nothing is all powerful. Chinese and Western medicine could coexist due to their own pros. It would benefit mankind if they could be used together seamlessly on many diseases.
"I would still encourage our countrymen to learn about Chinese medicine more," Song Mian sighed.
"More and more people are actually paying attention to Chinese medicine now," Yun Xiangxiang nodded.
"Father has been pouring his efforts in nurturing and protecting the ingredients of Chinese medicine over the past two years," Song Mian resigned.
Too many elements are involved in Chinese medicine. Nurturing of talents, protection of the ingredients, legacy of the prescriptions...
"I believe in you," Yun Xiangxiang held Song Mian's hand.
She knew that Song Mian was not the only one who was working hard, but she would give more support and encouragement to him.
Song Mian went to the hospital where Dong Chen was the next day. It was a pity that Yun Xiangxiang could not go, as her lectures had started. Yun Lin went with him instead. When Yun Lin came back, he looked up to Song Mian like he was a god.
"Elder sister, did you know? The director came to welcome Brother Mian himself when Brother Mian arrived at the hospital. The director even brought a lot of doctors along and followed behind brother-in-law."
When Yun Xiangxiang came back from reporting in to school, Yun Lin regaled Yun Xiangxiang with everything he had seen today excitedly.
It was a colorful tale that was ripe with emotions. He finally concluded, "All men should be like Brother Mian. That's what success looks like!"
To be standing on the top in one field. Yun Lin seemed to have understood something. He too wanted to be the top in his favorite field.
"Elder sister has to move to the Song Manor for a while. You come too. Move back here after your school starts," Yun Xiangxiang loved to ruffle his hair.
Every time Yun Lin's hair was ruffled by Yun Xiangxiang, he would comb it slowly with his cheeks puffed. Recently, he had even gotten himself a little mirror.
"Don't be so pleased of yourself," Yun Xiangxiang snorted.
Song Mian took them for a roasted duck dinner and sent Li Xiangling and Song Meng to their campuses before slowly driving back to the Song Manor.
It was already very late when they arrived. Master Song met up with them. There was already a place cleared out for them.
Yun Xiangxiang and Yun Lin lived in a little courtyard. Both their rooms were neighboring each other.
Yun Xiangxiang needed to wake up earlier in the morning. It was farther from her university here. She had to avoid the peak hours.
Song Mian actually got up to make breakfast for her. Master Song too woke up early to practise.
"It's in the lunchbox. You can have it while you're driving or in school," Song Mian handed an insulated lunch box to her after Yun Xiangxiang finished washing up.
"Thanks for your hard work, Ah Mian," Yun Xiangxiang gave him a quick kiss before hopping into her car.
She of course had to finish the good stuff in the car. Everyone would grab it after she arrived at her dorm room.
Even so, Yun Xiangxiang still kindly bought some morning snacks from the cafeteria for them. The trio were still sleeping when she arrived.
"Wake up. You're going to be late if you sleep in," Yun Xiangxiang woke them up not-so-politely when she stepped into the room.
The trio foggily washed up before sitting around the table to have the snacks Yun Xiangxiang bought for them.
Tao Manni's eyes were still sleepy. "Xiangxiang, don't you need to get used to it? I wake up at ten during the holidays."
"I wake up at five thirty every day," Yun Xiangxiang replied.
Tao Manni was dazed. She decided to not speak. She lowered her head to finish her snacks.
"Oh yeah. Xiangxiang, the rankings for our course was released yesterday night. You are in third place." Ma Linlin remembered the main business. "Our class snagged two places in the top three. The class president is in top place. Second place comes from the class next door."
"Xiangxiang, give me some of those smarts," Feng Xiaolu was upset when she remembered that she had to retake the exam.
She went to class every day. Even when they say that a university student that does not skip class is a failed one, she still dared not to skip out on classes. Despite that, she still failed.
Yun Xiangxiang could still place third within their course even when she took nearly three months leave to film. Would that mean that she could be first place without leave?
"If you wake up at five thirty in the morning like I do, I guarantee you can be first place in our course."
Everyone was smart in this school. They were top students from their home. They did not need anyone else's smarts.
"Look at me. I look like this when I wake up now. Do you expect me to sleep with a book in my hand if I wake up at five?" Feng Xiaolu squinted.
"Bad news! Bad news!" Yun Xiangxiang was about to say something when Zhu Yuan rushed in hurriedly.
She dashed to stand in front of Yun Xiangxiang. Anxiously, she said, "Xiangxiang, the class president of the third class is appealing for a recheck of the results. She thinks that your results are not legit."
"My results are not legit?" Yun Xiangxiang was astonished.


Yun Xiangxiang was a well-regarded celebrity in her previous life. 
This life, she wants to be a proper actor. 
Have a good reputation, rather have nothing than everything and not rely on the words from her fans. The products are quality. Firmly plant her own feet to the ground and only rely on herself to take the throne, step by step. 
Yet, she accidentally got entangled with a world-class big shot.
Ever since then, the world-class big shot followed her on Weibo. He would gift her advanced technological goods for protection. Create rings that no one else can wear but her. He would glorify her family name so he can go through fire to watch over. 
Until he finally embraced her, "It's too dangerous for you. You can only be safe if you become my wife." 
Yun Xiangxiang: ...


After military training, university education officially started.
Fang Yuan's life in Xijing University was very happening.
The faculties which Fang Yuan were in were not surprised at his arrival. They were at most curious about his age, but that was all.
Fang Yuan had long heard stories about encountering beautiful girls as well as people from wealthy families. However, he had seen none of these and was a little disappointed.
"To think about it… those of them here are the smartest in their cities and would compete with each other in their academics. Why would they think of other distractions… As for any events that they would organise, they would surely not look for me… I am too young…"
Fang Yuan felt a little depressed. With that, he paid attention during his lecture and took down notes… he would look for his class during their self-revision time.
Professor He was indeed influential enough to get a special classroom for the gifted class so that he could provide supplementary lessons for those who were weaker in their foundation.
Because Fang Yuan had been verified of his knowledge of the Senior High School syllabus, Fang Yuan was one of the rare ones who was not required to attend the supplementary lessons. As soon as he entered the classroom, he rolled his eyes.
'Hmph… this is how a class should look like… otherwise, it would be too boring…'
"Hey! Lin Xing!"
Fang Yuan went about his own business and sat across Lin Xing. Looking at a piece of electronic gadget he was fiddling about in his hands, Fang Yuan quipped. "Do you find the history and geography they teach in Senior High School hard? Do you need my help?"
As soon as Fang Yuan mentioned this, Lin Xing's face became black.
Although he was capable in many aspects, he was the perfect example of someone with high IQ but low EQ. Therefore, he had difficulties in handling humanities subjects, not to mention pure literature.
"Haha…"
Seeing Lin Xing in this state, Fang Yuan's mood was lifted.
Looking at Professor He lecturing in front, Fang Yuan felt a little pity for him.
Sigh… gifted children, to put in bluntly, were problem kids. It was hard on him to be able to put all these problem kids together and have everything under control.
"Professor He!"
"Fang Yuan! What's the matter?"
He Tianming had a few more strands of white hair. However, as he looked towards Fang Yuan, he forced a smile out.
Compared to the other gifted children who were troublemakers, Fang Yuan gave him the least problems.
"I feel that the content I am learning now is still too general. I hope that I can enter more faculties… The best would be for me to enter the laboratory to start experimentations straight away!"
Fang Yuan laid out his request.
"Pfftt!"
He Tianming was drinking a cup of tea but almost spat it out. "The content taught in the university is too general? Are you looking at directly becoming a professor?"
"If that is possible…"
Fang Yuan nodded his head.
"… I cannot promise you anything now. It is unlikely that you will be allowed to observe other professor's experiments in the laboratories. However, I can allow you to join more faculties. I can even get you a special identity card which will allow you to borrow books and resources from the library. You will be unrestricted by the borrowing limit and the duration of borrow as well!"
After much thought, He Tianming replied Fang Yuan.
"This is great, thank you, teacher!"
Fang Yuan knew for himself that he still did not have the rights to become a laboratory assistant and that his deal was already rather good. With that, he took a bow.
"This child…"
As soon as he left, He Tianming stared at his cup of tea before wiping his fogged-up glasses with a handkerchief.
Among all the gifted children, Fang Yuan was the smartest and the one which he had to worry about the least.
Additionally, there were many physical tests as soon as all of them entered the university, but there were no special findings.
This was a normal accelerated development of his brain, which could be commonly seen in many scientists alike.
However, this student gave He Tianming a feeling of mystery…
…
After settling all of these, Fang Yuan was not interested in revising the Senior High School syllabus with these children and left the room.
The clear breeze brought a chilly vibe. There was a thin layer of fog and as the sun rose, there was a feeling of serenity.
At the lakeside of the university campus, there were many people training their physical fitness and taking a stroll. Majority of them were young students, but there were a few white-haired professors or even residents who lived nearby.
A few old men and women were practising martial arts in their white robes. They slowly lunged their swords in the air and were one with the movement of the sword, forming a beautiful scene like a painting.
'Unfortunately… how long can days like this last?'
Fang Yuan clenched his fist.
He could finally feel that his cultivation was accelerating.
"After a few hundred years of scarcity, are the spiritual droplets finally becoming increasingly concentrated?"
As he thought to himself, Fang Yuan found an empty spot and started to execute his Guiding Skill.
With the memories of the Five Beasts Fist from Chen Bo and the Green Capsule Scripture Additional Recording, Fang Yuan felt enlightened. His became more and more familiar with his Guiding Skill, and there was the occasional spreading of crane's wings and the posture of a lion.
'I might be able to alter this Guiding Skill and name it Five Beasts Guiding Skill… By practising it, I will be able to lengthen my lifespan and it is better than any other physical exercise…'
Fang Yuan focused on his dantian. As he completed the executing of his Guiding Skill, he realised that an old professor was staring at him for a long time.
"Student… your Guiding Skill is interesting!"
Seeing that Fang Yuan had glanced over, the old professor chuckled. "Could this be a set of martial arts passed down by your family?"
"Haha… Professor Tian, this is only a normal Guiding Skill which I have learnt from the history books. Now, I am only casually executing it…"
"Oh? You know me?"
Professor Tian was around 60 years old and his head was filled with white hair. His seemed energetic and lively. Now that he examined Fang Yuan, he felt that Fang Yuan was vaguely familiar.
"Mmm, I have attended some of your lectures on Traditional Chinese Medicine and have learnt a lot from you!"
Fang Yuan smiled.
"Oh, I see"!
Professor Tian nodded his head. "Nowadays, there are only a handful of students who are still interested in Traditional Chinese Medicine. Are you from He Tianming's gifted class? Although his intentions are good, how could he ever think of letting a group of kids study in a university? Sigh… This is a little too extreme…"
The study of Traditional Chinese Medicine tended to follow the natural flow of things. Therefore, Professor Tian was against what He Tianming had done.
However, Professor Tian had a different impression of Fang Yuan and felt as though they understood each other after the exchanges. "Fang Yuan, does your family specialise in Traditional Chinese Medicine?"
"Hehe… I am from Mountain Ocean City Orphanage. I've learnt all these from reading books and practising it myself!"
Fang Yuan rubbed his nose.
"Oh, I see… I'm sorry… It's a pity. Considering your abilities, you can be a researcher. However, on the path of Traditional Chinese Medicine, you would face difficulties for the first ten years, and is extremely hard to hone your skills…"
The study of Traditional Chinese Medicine was one which relied heavily on experience. Experienced doctors would always be more skilled than the inexperienced ones and there was no two way about it.
Professor Tian took a few steps forward and gave a look of pity. "It's a pity… I currently do not have any research topics in my hands. Otherwise, I would surely ask you to be my assistant."
In this age, it was already the norm for lecturers to conduct researches and hire assistants, paying them the salary of assistants.
Upon hearing this, Fang Yuan thought to himself, smiled and remained silent.
Seeing how humble Fang Yuan was, Professor Tian's eyes glistened. They spoke for a while more before parting ways. He had decided for himself that he would invest all he could in this child.
"I should leave!"
Fang Yuan walked around the perimeter of the lake. Unintentionally, he bumped into a teary-eyed Chen Bo.
Ever since Fang Yuan had advised him, Chen Bo's martial arts took a huge leap forward. In a few days time, he would surely be able to achieve a breakthrough in the Strength Opening Realm.
Of course, as a young man, he could not swallow his pride. Coupled with the fact that his family's secret martial arts were possibly leaked, Chen Bo was certain that the person who assaulted him was in the compound of the university and therefore, he remained here to look out for the person.
Even if Fang Yuan were to walk under his nose, this teary-eyed Chen Bo would not be able to tell that it was him. Chen Bo was only letting his efforts go to waste.
…
"Junior, this pavilion shall be yours in the future…"
In Sambhogakaya Monastery, Sun Jian and Fang Yuan walked into a shop and there was a hint of envy in Sun Jian's voice. "Now that Chinese Country is being developed and that the economy is booming, even if we just collect rent from this shop, we will be able to earn a lot…"
"It's a waste to just collect rent. How about we open a shop to try things out!"
Fang Yuan caressed the glass cabinets and smiled. "To speak the truth… Never would I have thought that that Suet Jade would be so valuable…"
Other than the Aquilaria Maitreya, Fang Yuan had sold all of the treasures he obtained from the ceramic dolls.
The silver coins and gold ingots were normal and Fang Yuan used them to tip waiters in restaurants. As for the Suet Jade, it was a crystal clear jade piece which fetched a high price since it was considered an antique.
In good times, the value of antiques would go up while in troubled times, people would prefer the stability of the value of gold. At this point in time, the price of antique skyrocketed and even though Fang Yuan had sold it in exchange for this shop, he still felt that there was more value to it.
Ultimately, it was just a simple trade and he would do whatever he wished.
After all, he still had an extremely valuable Aquilaria Maitreya with him.
"Open a shop? An antique shop? There's a lot that we don't know about!"
Sun Jian felt that he no longer understood this junior of his.
"I've attended a few lectures on antiques and believe that my taste is good… Furthermore, we have the most valuable treasure of all, right?"
In any antique shops, there had to be at least one or two real antiques to attract people. To Fang Yuan, the Aquilaria Maitreya seemed like a suitable antique.
Furthermore, he felt that on this wooden-carved figurine, there was a mysterious spiritual aura. He could possibly use it as a bait to bait something bigger.
"Senior, I would like to hire one or two people to look after the shop. Do you have any idea how I can go about doing it?"
Thinking about it, Fang Yuan laughed.
"Oh, why not look of university students? In the city, there are still quite a number of students who would work part-time while studying to support themselves."
Sun Jian replied.
"Mmm, I will pay them 30 dollars per month, and they can rest on the weekends. On weekdays, they are only required to come for half a day… I will only need two people!"
Fang Yuan waved his hands like a rich boss.
"Hehe… Such a good deal! Even I feel tempted to help you. Don't worry, I will surely find you two honest helpers."
Sun Jian nodded his head. Even the salary of a highly-skilled manufacturing job could not compare to this. Therefore, he promptly accepted the job of looking for helpers for he could also benefit from it.


This is the story of a boy who lived a secluded life in the mountains, tending his farm, rearing his fish, and dreaming his dreams. Eh? Did I suddenly conquer all worlds and become the big boss? Or am I still in a dream?

Wang Yao made a formula using the common herbs he grew, which were of a much higher quality than the ones from herbal stores. He weighed two bottles of decoction and took them down the hill at noon.
"Mom, I made these formulas for Uncle and Auntie." Wang Yao placed the decoction on the table. "This is for three days' use. Auntie should get better after taking it."
As Wang Yao was speaking to his mother, his father's cousin visited him again. Wang Yao gave him the decoction and told him how to use it.
"Uncle, could you please keep it to yourself that I make formulas for family members?" asked Wang Yao. He didn't want too many people to know about his herbal field or that he was able to make herbal formulas. He didn't want his peaceful life to be disturbed by people asking him for herbs. He only made formulas for the important people in his life.
"Sure," promised his uncle. He didn't leave immediately. "How much do I need to pay you?"
"You don't need to pay me. We are family. Let me know if auntie gets better after taking this," said Wang Yao with a smile. The formula was not provided by the system, so he didn't need to charge money.
"Really?" said his uncle in surprise. He didn't expect the decoction to be free. He just blamed his wife for reaching out to Wang Yao yesterday as he thought he would have to pay a lot of for the decoction.
"As my son mentioned, we are family. It's just made of herbs, it's not worth much money," said Zhang Xiuying.
"Thank you!" Wang Yao's uncle was really appreciative. He then left with the decoction.
Wang Yao didn't think it was a big deal.
"Son, you don't have the qualification to prescribe herbal formulas. Will you get into trouble?" asked Wang Fenghua when having dinner.
"Sorry, you should blame me. I shouldn't have told Feng Shou about what our son has been doing," Zhang Xiuying felt guilty and stopped eating.
"Well..." said Wang Yao.
He had thought about his. The first few formulas he made were for extremely special clients, who had promised not to tell anyone about where they got the formulas from. But Wang Yao knew sooner or later he would have to face the issue of his qualifications. It was fine to grow herbs without any medical qualification or certificate. But prescribing formulas was a different story. He could face severe punishment if he was sued.
So, Wang Yao must have a certain medical certificate or qualifications to meet the legal requirements. But that was not easy. It was not realistic for him to study medicine at the university. Alternatively, he could study under a Chinese Traditional Medicine Practitioner. He required a teacher with rich experience, proof of study and to pass exams of the medical board.
"Dad, Mom, I'm going to get a certificate," said Wang Yao "Please don't tell anyone I'm making formulas for people at this stage."
"Okay!" said his parents.
His uncle went back home while Wang Yao was having dinner.
"Hey, you are back, how much did you spend?" asked his wife as she saw the decoction.
"I didn't pay," he said.
"What?" said his wife in surprise. "Your nephew is so generous."
"He's family. Try the formula he made for you," said Wang Yao's uncle.
"You didn't want me to take it yesterday. You said your nephew studied biology at the university, not medicine. You were not sure if it was safe to take his herbal formula," said his wife.
"Just give it a try. His intention is good. Maybe it will work. You can throw it away if you really don't want to take it." Wang Yao's uncle changed his mind and thoughts after Wang Yao had shown good gesture.
"Okay, I'll try it," said his wife.
"Let's have dinner first."
His wife heated and took the decoction Wang Yao brewed after dinner. The taste was not as bad as the other herbal decoctions she had before but she didn't feel any different after a while.
"How do you feel?" Wang Yao's uncle asked.
"This is not an elixir; it won't take effect so soon!" his wife glared at him.
"Right. But don't continue to take it if you feel uncomfortable!" said Wang Yao's uncle.
"I know."
A new task was given to Wang Yao.
When Wang Yao was chatting with his parents at the dinner table, he suddenly heard the prompts from the system.
Mission (Do something for a good reason): Obtain a medical certificate within ten months.
Reward: a medical book.
Punishment for failure: take back the ancient spring kettle and reducing two attributes by half.
Ten months sounded easy, but Wang Yao knew the process would be tricky. He had to find himself a good teacher first. The master he invented was not going to help him.
Let me ask around first.
Wang Yao did some research on his phone about the how to become a registered Chinese Medicine Practitioner.
He had a university degree, which met one of the criteria. But finding himself a teacher was a big issue. He needed to get approval from the Chinese Medical Board of the province and he had to study under the teacher for at least 3 years. He also couldn't find a teacher randomly. His teacher must be a senior practitioner with relevant medical qualification and a minimum of 20 years' clinical experience, as well as have noble medical ethics.
"The criteria are so harsh. God knows how many legacies will discontinue because of it!" sighed Wang Yao.
The certificate had its pros and cons.
What should I do? I should go to town to ask around tomorrow.
...
A conversation was happening inside a house at the village in the afternoon.
"The decoction from your nephew is really effective," said a woman to her husband.
She took the decoction Wang Yao brewed after lunch but didn't feel anything at first. But after a few hours, she felt warm in her belly and very comfortable.
"That's good. You should continue to take it," said her husband.
"Okay. I thought your nephew had a biology degree. How come he can make herbal formulas?" asked the woman curiously.
"How am I supposed to know? Maybe he learned it in the university. You know, you can study a double degree in the university," said her husband.
"Really?" said the woman.
"Stop asking meaningless questions. If you think it's effective, just continue to take it. If you think it's useless, just throw it away. My nephew made the formula for you out of his kindness. And make sure you don't tell anyone about it," said her husband seriously.


In an inaccessible village, there were a few houses on the hillside. 
People from far away were attracted here and the mountain road was crowded with luxury cars, because, in this town, there was a young man with incredible medical skills  who could cure all kinds of illnesses!

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