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It was originally just a momentary impulse, and of course, there was a bit of a desire to validate his medical skills. Wei Yuan successfully treated that mother, but regardless of his intentions,
God bear witness.
Before and after this incident, Wei Yuan never intended to gain any rewards or seek the spotlight from it.
However, things often turn out contrary to one's wishes; the tree wants to rest but the wind does not cease.
The process of Wei Yuan treating the patient, along with his subsequent explanations to the onlookers, was entirely captured by well-meaning individuals present at the scene. In addition to video recordings, there were various photos taken.
The rapid development of the internet played a significant role here; seemingly overnight, these photos and videos began to circulate wildly across forums and personal Weibo accounts. The click rates for some free video platforms soared.
In just one night, on the largest entertainment forum in China, Cat Pounce Forum, news about Wei Yuan became the front-page headline, with peak clicks exceeding ten million and replies surpassing ten thousand.
Especially after Wei Yuan gave an impromptu lecture on hygiene later on, which left him blushing, that segment of the video had the highest number of views and shares.
Everyone who watched the video assumed that this skilled doctor was an elderly man in his fifties or sixties, or at least a middle-aged person in their forties. Who would have thought he was just a high school senior?
This excited many young people; who said that those born in the '90s are all brainless nonconformists?
Within our generation born in the '90s, we now have a Divine Healer.
But that wasn't even the scariest part. At least for now, Wei Yuan could still attend school without any issues because the teachers and students at his school were clearly lagging behind in information. Not a single person had heard about this news; perhaps they thought it was just a coincidence and didn't pay much attention.
After all, Wei Yuan had always been quite low-key. Aside from a few friends like Liu Lei, very few people took the initiative to learn about him. Moreover, since he spent so little time at school lately, not many people would focus on him; everyone was busy preparing for college entrance exams.
However, within three days, the frenzy across major portal websites, forums, and free video sites caught the attention of traditional media.
Additionally, Liu Lei, this meddlesome guy, after watching the video, decisively responded by participating in various forums' human searches online and shamelessly reported all of Wei Yuan's detailed information.
After all, in Liu Lei's eyes, although he was surprised by Wei Yuan's remarkable medical skills, it was ultimately a good thing. Not fearing exposure, he even made sure to mention that Wei Yuan was a virgin. Unfortunately, he did not know that Wei Yuan had already developed an intimate relationship with his master, Yang Ying, behind his back.
The involvement of traditional media further elevated Wei Yuan's fame, especially with the exaggerated headlines in various newspapers that made everything seem even more sensational.
Jinghai Urban Daily: A talented doctor emerges, the rise of Traditional Chinese Medicine faces hope.
This is a local newspaper in Jinghai City. Upon learning that such a gifted young doctor was actually from Jinghai, the local paper naturally went all out to promote him.
Huaxia Times: A post-90s youth possesses extraordinary medical skills, treating patients and saving lives with high moral standards.
This headline is noticeably more reasonable and grounded. Of course, this is one of the more famous newspapers in Huaxia Nation, so it cannot be too exaggerated. However, for some reason, this headline focuses on the characteristic of being a "post-90s" individual.
Hong Kong Weekly: Miraculous hands and divine needles.
This is a weekly entertainment magazine from Hong Kong. It is unclear where the wind blew from, but they quickly published this news just five days after the incident occurred, and the standards were extremely exaggerated, much like their local comics.
This left Wei Yuan feeling so overwhelmed after the third day that he didn't even dare to go to school. Despite repeated requests from school leaders for him to attend, he firmly refused.
The reason was simple: by the third day, television stations across the country had sent reporters to his school based on information provided online—specifically the details leaked by Liu Lei.
The purpose was naturally to conduct an exclusive interview with this talented doctor, Wei Yuan.
Although Wei Yuan couldn't be said to be afraid, he also didn't want to be packaged as some sort of saintly figure overnight—high moral standards and miraculous hands? Please spare him.
He understood that if he were presented in such a way, it would ruin him; everything he did would attract attention. If he accidentally dropped a piece of trash on the ground, he would face dual moral scrutiny within minutes.
What meaning would such a life hold?
He did not want to be a saint; whoever wanted to be one could go ahead. In Wei Yuan's subconscious, he always believed that the saints in the world were all packaged figures. People eat grains and vegetables, they have to relieve themselves, if someone slaps them on the left cheek, they will think about retaliating, and if someone insults them, they will get angry. Everyone has their own desires and pursuits.
This is what a normal person is like. As for those saints, either they are hypocrites who were later exposed, like Li Jiang Bie He and Yue Bu Qun, or they are tools used by rulers to manipulate the will of the people, nothing more.
Of course, he had not forgotten the promise he made to Yang Ying. Just as his fame was rising, many things would become much easier with the help of various media.
The turmoil at school was smoothed over shortly after, thanks to Liu Haisheng.
This old fellow provided a reason that no reporter could contest: Wei Yuan was a senior student who would be taking the college entrance examination in a week, and it was not appropriate for him to undergo so many changes at this time, so everything would be postponed for a week.
What was annoying was that this guy privately promised those reporters that once the college entrance examination was over, Wei Yuan would definitely agree to an interview.
Although Wei Yuan had not been exposed too much personally, his fame had still risen. Riding on the wave of interest in traditional Chinese medicine, he had gained recognition among all three generations of people. Wei Yuan felt it was necessary to give back to Yang Ying.
Previously, under his persuasion, Yang Ying had indeed found her goal: to promote traditional Chinese medicine nationwide, especially the Practical Traditional Chinese Medicine that she and her siblings from the Purple Robe Pavilion had collectively developed.
To stay cool, humanity invented fans and air conditioning; to be lazy, they invented automated machines.
In short, all developments ultimately aim for quicker, easier, and more effective enjoyment while alleviating human burdens. Therefore, faced with those obscure and difficult-to-understand theories of traditional Chinese medicine, the disciples of the Purple Robe Pavilion were also challenged.
Thus, under their translation efforts, they invented ways to use modern language—even internet slang—to explain some theories of traditional Chinese medicine more simply. Wei Yuan referred to this as Practical Traditional Chinese Medicine.
He wanted every Huaxia person to learn traditional Chinese medicine and understand it so that they wouldn't fall victim to some Mongolian doctors' scams. This way, every individual could heal themselves and address the significant burden of healthcare represented by the "three mountains." Naturally, this would make Huaxia stronger.
Of course, ideals are beautiful, but implementing them still poses some challenges.
Not everyone knew Wei Yuan, let alone believed in him unreservedly. Therefore, after undergoing further tests, Wei Yuan first needed to gain public recognition for his identity.
Then he first used text and a video to introduce Yang Ying, who is also a Divine Healer, surprising everyone with the increasing number of young people who understand miraculous medical techniques.
After answering some medical questions from netizens for free in the live broadcast and chat room, Yang Ying began to gain recognition. Speculations about her relationship with Wei Yuan also unfolded in hundreds of possible scenarios.
However, it was undeniable that in less than a month, Yang Ying's popularity had skyrocketed. What was even more puzzling was that at this point, they should have been able to capitalize on this to make money.
Given their current fame, especially Wei Yuan's, they could easily profit just by promoting themselves or helping some pharmaceutical companies with advertisements.
Yet these two seemingly foolish individuals appeared to be genuinely doing everything for free. Were they truly steadfast believers in Marxism-Leninism, or were they sent by God to save humanity?
In any case, neither of them showed any intention of making money from this; everything was being done at no cost, including Yang Ying's online free consultations. They even directly promoted their own Practical Traditional Chinese Medicine online.
Free of charge, can you believe it?
Perhaps some people remained skeptical, but more and more individuals began to trust Yang Ying and Wei Yuan, as they had indeed identified their ailments through consultations in the chat room.
Can being sick also bring a sense of achievement?
Yes, through understanding and detailed explanations, they learned about their issues and began to know how to go to the pharmacy for medication, curing their own ailments by relying on their own strength to overcome illness without depending on others, which naturally brought them excitement.
Successfully curing their ailments through their own efforts deepened their trust in Wei Yuan and Yang Ying, prompting them to tirelessly spread the word about Practical Traditional Chinese Medicine.
Wei Yuan himself didn't mind; after all, his Restorative Power could achieve many medical results that traditional methods could not. So even if everyone understood Traditional Chinese Medicine, it wouldn’t mean that his Third Form of Restorative Power would lose its effectiveness.
Moreover, he himself began to be moved by this concept. However, now that Yang Ying's relationship with him was no longer ordinary, he naturally felt concerned for her and didn’t want her to keep working in vain. After all, ideals are great, but people need to eat.
Thus, after observing the growing number of fans for Yang Ying across the country due to her promotion of Practical Traditional Chinese Medicine, Wei Yuan decided to help her self-publish a book. He compiled and edited a book titled “Practical Traditional Chinese Medicine,” which performed quite well in major bookstores.
Of course, all of this is just a prelude, because before that, an Evil Festival is about to arrive.
It is not February Fourteenth, nor July Fourteenth, but June Seventh.
This is the National Unified College Entrance Examination, which has finally arrived after a long period of review and waiting. On this day, the examinees participating in the college entrance examination are bestowed with the greatest grace.
First, the leaders of Jinghai City must express their encouragement to the vast number of examinees. Then, during the examination period, as long as you are an examinee and present your admission ticket, you can ride public transportation for free, including taxis.
On this special day, the parents of the examinees will accommodate their children in every way possible. Even those intrusive reporters from television stations will let Wei Yuan off the hook on this special day.
Thus, Wei Yuan was able to take a breather and participate in the college entrance examination. On the morning of June Seventh, it was the earliest he had ever woken up; before six o'clock, he had already crawled out of bed.
Although Wei Yuan was not the kind of outstanding student with aspirations to attend a prestigious university, he still needed to give it his all during the final sprint, so he arrived early to familiarize himself with the surroundings.
Although he had no intention of cheating, being in the examination room made it easier for him to calm his nerves.
Time passed quickly; the first subject was Language, which was one of Wei Yuan's strengths. Having long enjoyed reading, Wei Yuan had a solid foundation in this area, so even if someone handed him the exam paper to copy, he might not even look at it.
He completed the basic knowledge section effortlessly and glanced at his watch—there was still an hour left, which was evidently more than enough time.
With one hour remaining, only the essay remained. This year's essay topic for Jinghai City consisted of just four words: Return to the Starting Point.
Then came a passage for topic analysis, clarifying for examinees what aspects they could write about. The requirement for the essay was eight hundred words, which posed no difficulty for Wei Yuan at all.
However, this topic was somewhat tricky and left him momentarily unsure of how to start writing; he could only begin focusing on interpreting that passage.
At that moment, he noticed a hint in the interpretation: Is there something in your life that you deeply regret? If you could Return to the Starting Point, how would you approach it?
This left Wei Yuan somewhat amused. The teacher who set the question was quite modern, even introducing the concept of reincarnation. Usually, Wei Yuan had read many urban stories with reincarnation themes on a website called Qidian.
So he immediately felt confident; the protagonists who were reborn typically did just a few things.
They organized gangs, established businesses, climbed the social ladder, and built harems.
If these topics appeared in a college entrance exam essay, it would probably cause quite a stir. Wei Yuan had no interest in being a pioneer of the times.
He found a new angle on the concept of "Return to the Starting Point," which was to go back three years and start his high school journey anew. In his essay, he portrayed himself as a student who had failed the college entrance exam and regretted it deeply. After an unexpected incident, he suddenly "Returned to the Starting Point."
This meant going back to three years ago when he had just entered high school. To make up for the regrets of his previous life, he studied hard and worked diligently, resisting many external temptations. By the end of the essay, thanks to his efforts, he finally got into his ideal school.
The content might have been a bit far-fetched, but at least it didn't involve any abilities, aliens, or inappropriate content. Therefore, Wei Yuan felt it should meet the requirements of the prompt.
Perhaps due to its novel theme and sufficient depth, it might even score high. He wrote nearly a thousand words in less than half an hour.
With still half an hour left, he could only sit at his desk in a daze because the college entrance exam was organized by three schools jointly, and there were three different exam rooms. So even if students were from the same school, they might not be in the same room. In the entire classroom, Wei Yuan only recognized one person.
By coincidence, that person was Liu Lei.
Liu Lei had never been good at academics. At this moment, their desks were at least three apart, making it difficult for Wei Yuan to help him cheat even if he wanted to.
However, since the content was lacking, Wei Yuan could still assist with the language test's multiple-choice questions at the beginning worth over twenty points. The two of them stared straight ahead to avoid drawing attention from the cameras in the exam room.
Then, when two teachers weren't paying attention, they slowly raised their hands. Liu Lei first indicated to Wei Yuan with his finger; one finger represented one question.
Wei Yuan quickly understood what he meant and lowered his thumb first, then used his other four fingers to indicate four different answers. The two worked seamlessly together; soon their multiple-choice answers matched perfectly.
At that moment, the bell signaling the end of the exam rang, and the two friends walked out of the examination room with satisfied expressions, arms around each other's shoulders, looking quite mischievous.
Wei Yuan let out a sigh and remarked, "That was really close."
Liu Lei, noticing that no one was paying attention, burst into laughter and said, "I have to thank the teacher who arranged the seating. He really did me a solid by putting you next to me."
Wei Yuan tightened his grip on Liu Lei's shoulder and playfully twisted it a bit, saying, "What do you mean by 'putting you next to me'? Cut it out. Let's go eat; this meal is on you."
Since there was another math exam in the afternoon, most of the students present were unwilling to go back and forth, so they simply found a place to eat near the school gate.
At that moment, the two were sitting in a restaurant when Liu Lei suddenly recalled, "I clearly saw Chang Wei when we came in this morning."
"Is he also taking exams at this school?"
Although Wei Yuan didn't have a good impression of this person, he figured since Liu Lei brought it up, he might as well respond.
Little did he know that Liu Lei continued, "That guy has been acting suspiciously lately. Even this morning, he seemed off—always on his phone. Now that he's out of the exam room, who knows where he disappeared to? Do you think he's up to something?"
Wei Yuan replied, "I doubt it. What time is it? Does he still have the energy to do anything else?"
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