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One had to rely on talent and experience to read someoneâs pulse. Mu Qing was talented enough, but he was far less experienced than Grandpa mu. Therefore, he could not see the problem that Grandpa mu could see.
Mu Wensheng took a long time to check Jing Yiranâs pulse.
Although Mu Qingâs medical skills were not as good as his, he was already very good. He had a solid foundation, but he lacked experience. If even he couldnât find out what was wrong with Jing Yiran, it meant that Jing Yiranâs problems were complicated and rare. He needed to investigate them one by one.
An hour later, mu Wenshengâs forehead was full of sweat.
Feeling the pulse was very exhausting. After all, the old man was old, and he could not take such a long time.
Mu Qing wiped the sweat off his face gently and stood beside Grandpa, waiting for the result and grandpaâs guidance.
Half an hour later, mu Wensheng stopped and started to teach Mu Qing what Jing Yiranâs problem was.
It was a good case. Grandpa didnât start the treatment immediately. Instead, he used Jing Yiran as a teaching material and explained it to Mu Qing in detail.
Lu didnât say anything. She just sat there quietly and listened to mu Wensheng say a lot of words that she didnât understand.
Although she didnât understand the technical terms, she understood that Grandpa knew what was the cause of Jing Yiranâs coma.
This point alone gave Lu great hope.
Mu Wensheng explained to Mu Qing for more than an hour before he stopped.
Mu Wensheng recovered his strength and energy after a short rest at noon. He took Mu Qing back to the intensive care unit and started the two-hour acupuncture session for Jing Yiran.
After the acupuncture, mu Wenshengâs face looked a bit pale. Jing Yiran, who was pale before, looked much better now, although he was still unconscious.
While mu Wensheng was performing acupuncture, Mu Qing was learning from him.
When he saw the old manâs superb acupuncture technique, he was full of admiration.
He was currently unable to perform this technique.
Mu Wensheng was probably the only person in the world who could do that. Jing Yiranâs current situation was beyond the help of Western medicine, and could only be solved by acupuncture.
That was to say, only Grandpa could save Jing Yiran.
Every time Mu Qing saw his Grandpa save a life, he would be shocked. He would value the medical skills of family mu even more. His Grandpa was so powerful, and the knowledge of family mu could not be lost on him.
He could understand why Mu Wensheng didnât want him to marry Zhao Anan.
Zhao Anan was infertile, which meant that he would have no offspring.
If he didnât have his own children and couldnât pass on his medical skills to others generously, then what awaited him would be the MU familyâs top secret medical skills that no one could inherit. The things that had been painstakingly studied for dozens of generations would all be lost.
The old man had always hoped that he could have his own son as soon as possible so that he could personally teach his great-grandson and pass on the medical skills of the MU family to carry forward.
This was a precious treasure that could save countless lives. The MU familyâs ancestral teaching was that one must preserve their medical skills even at the cost of oneâs life.
Whoever lost the inheritance of medical skills would be the sinner of the MU family for thousands of years.
Among the younger generation of the MU family, there was no one who was talented in medical skills.
Talent was the most likely to be inherited, so mu Wensheng thought highly of Mu Qingâs child, because Mu Qingâs medical talent was the highest in family mu.
It was impossible for him to adopt a talented child to inherit the MU familyâs medical skills. This would violate the MU familyâs ancestral teachings, and secondly, the MU family was separated by a layer, so he would have less responsibility for the inheritance of the medical skills.
Mu Wensheng stood up and patted his grandsonâs shoulder heavily. He sighed and said,ââAh Qing, Grandpa is not afraid of anything else, but Iâm afraid that our Mu family has no successor! If thatâs the case, how can I face the MU familyâs ancestors in the underworld?â
Mu Qing was extremely ashamed and felt terrible. His eyes were red and he sobbed,âGrandfather, grandson is unfilial! Iâve made you suffer!â
He had been proud of his family name since he was young. He had grown up under the Halo of his grandfatherâs âDivine Doctorâ. He had always regarded his family as more important than anything else.
Mu Wensheng had once asked him to marry yang Muyan not only because family yang could provide a strong financial support to family mu, but also because yang Muyan had been known as the âchild prodigyâ since she was a child. It was said that she was extremely intelligent, had a photographic memory, and was very smart.
If he gave birth to a son with such a woman, the child would inherit his parents âpowerful genes. He would be born with unparalleled inborn advantages, and his medical skills would be twice as effective with half the effort.
Mu Wensheng had only mentioned this reason once, and he had never mentioned it again.
He loved Mu Qing so much that he didnât want to force him to marry a woman he hated.
However, if his grandson had no children, it would be an even more difficult problem.
Mu Wensheng had just finished his acupuncture. He looked very tired and much older than he usually was.
Mu Qing felt very sad. His Grandpa was already so old, but he was still worried about him.
He was with Jing Tianyuan every day. He must be very envious of him when he saw that Jing Tianyuan had a great-grandson.
Mu Wensheng seemed to know that his grandson was feeling bad too. He patted his grandsonâs head affectionately and spoke to him in a rare gentle tone.
âYouâre the most talented person in our family. Iâve brought you up since you were young, but your mother has always been resentful of me. She hates that Iâm an old man who stole her son away from her. As a result, youâre closer to me than she is.â
âNo, Grandpa. My mother has always respected you. Itâs all thanks to you that Iâm where I am today. My mother said that if I followed her, I wouldnât have achieved what I have today.â
Mu Wensheng shook his head slightly.
His daughter-in-law did respect him, but she also had complaints.
That was normal. He had deprived his daughter-in-law of the right to be a mother. Mu Qing had grown up under his guidance and his daughter-in-law had rarely held Mu Qing. Unless she did not love Mu Qing, she would definitely feel sad.
However, mu Wensheng did not regret his decision.
Mu Qing was so talented that he should have started to develop his interest in medicine from a young age, even if his daughter-in-law complained about it.
Mu Qing wasnât close to his parents. He was the closest to Grandpa, and he knew that.
However, he didnât think there was anything bad about it.
After his grandmother had passed away, the old master had always been alone. It was only right for him to be filial to the old man and take care of his children.
Even if his parents did not have him, the two of them could still accompany each other. Furthermore, without him, the third wheel, the two of them had a very good relationship.