Chapter 296 Missed opportunity
Chapter 296 Missed opportunity
In ancient times, it was not uncommon for someone to die, so the person Zhao Ritian kept lamenting must have been a beautiful woman.
"Oh? So you've met Miss Li?" Lin Ping asked curiously, never missing a chance to discuss anything related to beautiful women.
Zhao Ritian shook his head and said, "I have never seen her. Miss Li usually stays at home and doesn't go out much. But I've heard she's a beauty, as famous as Miss Lin from the nearby Lin family."
"But did he die suddenly from an illness?" Lin Ping continued to ask, involuntarily connecting it to Lin Daiyu.
These wealthy young ladies, who rarely leave their homes, are often physically weak and prone to illness, often serious ones.
Lin Ping even boldly linked this phenomenon to the historical notion that beautiful women often have tragic fates.
This is similar to the modern-day "hundred-step youth" who stay at home all day, hardly exercise, have extremely poor immunity, and naturally get sick.
Lin Ping suddenly thought of another way to get rich: how about specializing in treating these rich young ladies?
Anyway, I'm a miracle doctor, so I have plenty of opportunities.
If that's the case, he must follow the four steps of traditional Chinese medicine: observation, auscultation, inquiry, and palpation. Especially the last one—how could it not feel comfortable to touch those fair and tender hands?
"Pah, pah, pah! Lin Ping, you can't be fickle!" Lin Ping seriously despised his previous thought. Even if he really liked another woman in the future, he would have to get Jiang Yunying's consent first.
"I heard it was suicide, hanging himself with a three-foot-long white silk ribbon, his tongue sticking out three inches, a truly gruesome death," Ye Liangchen added, clearly also relying on hearsay.
There's no smoke without fire, so what these two said is mostly credible, although their claim of "talking big" is a bit of an exaggeration.
"Why commit suicide at such a young age? Is it to rebel against your parents' arranged marriage?" Lin Ping said angrily, forcefully bringing up the topic of arranged marriage again.
“This Mr. Li is very open-minded. I heard that he wants his daughter to choose her own husband. Whenever he brings a young man into the hall, he lets Miss Li peek through the screen. Moreover, Miss Li is always well-behaved and obedient. Even if she is arranged to marry, she probably won’t commit suicide,” Zhao Ritian answered Lin Ping’s question.
"I heard that Miss Li was defiled by a notorious womanizer, which is why she chose to commit suicide," Ye Liangchen said mysteriously.
"Defiled?" Lin Ping's mind raced, contemplating... inappropriate images for children.
The feudal ideology in the Wu Kingdom was deeply ingrained, and a woman's chastity was more important than her life. If she were truly defiled, she would definitely choose suicide.
"Is the Li family in that direction?" Lin Ping suddenly thought of something and asked, pointing to a house not far away across the street.
The two medical apprentices nodded repeatedly, not surprised at all. After all, the Li family was a prominent family, and Miss Li was quite well-known in the surrounding neighborhoods.
"So it was him!" Lin Ping said through gritted teeth, for he hated the womanizer more than anything else in his life.
Thinking about it this way, Lin Ping felt a little guilty. He clearly saw the man in black fall into the Li family compound, but he didn't help him.
"Master Ping, why don't you go and save Miss Li? Maybe she'll offer herself to you in return," Zhao Ritian said lecherously, his wicked intentions written all over his face. He simply wanted to catch a glimpse of Miss Li, who would become his boss's wife in the future.
"Nonsense! How could Master Ping marry a defiled woman?" Ye Liangchen immediately rebuked.
It's not hard to tell from these words that no one wants to marry a defiled woman, no matter how beautiful or wealthy she is, unless she marries a penniless man. But Lin Ping doesn't seem to be a penniless man.
Lin Ping had received a modern education and didn't have a deep virginity complex. Moreover, Miss Li's marriage was not voluntary, so he would never look down on her because of it. He had two reasons for not wanting to marry her: first, his heart was already filled with Jiang Yunying; second, he couldn't save her life.
"Master Ping is only a mortal, he doesn't have the ability to bring the dead back to life," Lin Ping said, shaking his head.
This place is some distance from the Li family residence. Even if Miss Li had just hanged herself, she probably wouldn't have made it in time, let alone been dead for several hours.
"I heard about your performance yesterday. With just a silver needle and a breath of turbid air, you pulled Lord Qi back from the brink of death." Zhao Ritian didn't believe Lin Ping's words at all, mistakenly thinking that he was just being modest, or that he didn't want to teach him this skill.
"That's because Lord Qi just died. If more than an incense stick's time has passed since his death, Master Ping cannot bring him back to life," Lin Ping replied. He didn't bother to explain the definition of death to the two of them, and simply assumed that Lord Qi was already dead at that time.
This can also increase one's popularity, a revival... indeed a good gimmick.
"Master Ping is indeed a miracle doctor. Why don't we broaden our horizons too!" Zhao Ritian said as he picked up a kitchen knife, about to chop Ye Liangchen up.
"What do you want to do?" Lin Ping snatched the kitchen knife away, preventing a tragedy from happening.
"Of course we'll kill Ye Liangchen, and then watch Master Ping display his resurrection abilities," Zhao Ritian explained, pouting.
Lin Ping's eyes narrowed, and he kicked Zhao Ritian away with a big foot, saying coldly, "Remember this well: anyone with severely damaged internal organs or whose head has been cut off, I, Lin Ping, cannot save."
In order to prevent Zhao Ritian from doing anything foolish, Lin Ping had to explain clearly that someone whose heart has been ripped out cannot be saved, and someone whose head has been chopped off cannot be saved either.
Ye Liangchen belatedly broke out in a cold sweat, no longer wanting to personally experience the feeling of being killed.
"What's that hard, long thing outside the door?" Lin Ping suddenly noticed a huge object outside the door and asked in a lewd tone.
"This plaque was a gift from Physician Hua," Ye Liangchen hurriedly explained, almost forgetting the important matter at hand.
Lin Ping lifted the red cloth covering the door, revealing a sandalwood plaque with three powerful, gold-lacquered characters: "Xuanji Hall!"
The bottom right corner shows the title "Promotion," which is actually Physician Hua's real name.
"Not bad at all." Lin Ping nodded in satisfaction. He had heard long ago that people in ancient times loved to give door plaques as gifts, and now he had received one himself.
"Imperial Physician Hua is a renowned physician. With this plaque, Xuanji Hall will be bustling with activity from now on," Zhao Ritian chuckled, his pride and joy evident.
The title of Imperial Physician is the highest honor and reputation for a doctor. Even a large medical clinic like Jiletang has never received a plaque personally bestowed by an Imperial Physician; at most, they would only receive a few words of praise.
From this point of view alone, Lin Ping's status in the eyes of Physician Hua has surpassed that of Jiletang and Yiyuantang.
"Imperial physician? Why didn't you say so sooner?" Lin Ping grabbed Zhao Ritian's collar and questioned him, regretting his decision to decline the invitation.
With the approval of the imperial physicians, one could practically do whatever one wanted within the Imperial Medical Academy. Even if one couldn't immediately become an imperial physician, one could serve as a medical apprentice, accompanying Imperial Physician Hua to treat members of the royal family. This was probably Imperial Physician Hua's original intention, but unfortunately, it was rejected by Lin Ping with the words "to heal the common people of the world."
There's nothing we can do; Lin Ping cares deeply about the well-being of the people, so we can't force him to do anything, can we?
"I thought you knew Physician Hua's identity," Zhao Ritian replied with a wronged expression. He never expected that a renowned physician would be unaware of Physician Hua's identity.
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