Tianguanzhi

Chapter 21 Terminal Illness, Aristocratic Family, Disciple of the Mantle
  There were more people coming for consultation than Gu Tianyu had imagined. The queues stretched from the door of Jixiang's office to the corridor. Men, women, old and young looked haggard. Some people even had their families with them and even made beds on the floor.

Gu Tianyu saw with his own eyes that the gangster at the gate was holding a cigarette in his mouth and collecting some loose change, and then he was shouting and leading the yellow-faced woman who was paying to jump in line, but Jixiang seemed to turn a blind eye to this.

"Hey, Auspicious Bodhisattva, Amitabha! Amitabha! I'm waiting for work to start. Without wasting your time, give me some He Jigong. I brought you fruit, authentic Tangshan pear, sweeter than rock sugar!"

The old man in front of me put a basket of fresh pears on the table, then put his hands together in a salute.

Gu Tianyu observed the other party. This old man was tall and strong. He looked to be in his forties or fifties. His beard was already a little white. He was chewing betel nuts. He was wearing an old blue-brown cloth coat. His trousers were turned up, revealing a pair of silk scarves. He has strong black legs, talks and yells, and is full of energy.

Ji Xiang didn't even raise his head: "You've come here for the fifth time this month. Are you reselling my anti-inflammatory drugs? If I find out, you will never enter my hospital again in your life."

The other party hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Which Hong Kong Du (fool) dares to sell Xiong Boss's good medicine? It's not like fly seeds under the eyes (without eyes). I haven't been feeling well lately! I always have diarrhea and can't sleep well. I'm so anxious. I have an ulcer in my mouth, and look, my eyes are bleeding."

Jixiang put down the stethoscope, looked at the old man for a while, and then called an assistant in:
  "Take him for a blood test."

"No need, Jixiang Bodhisattva, just take two boxes of He Jigong. I know my own body well."

The old man seemed a little at a loss.

Jixiang shook his head and watched him go for a blood test.

"Next person."

After about half an hour, the assistant led the old man in slowly and whispered a few words in Jixiang's ear.

"You wait."

Ji Xiang interrupted the haggard woman in front of him who was describing her illness.

He stood up and pulled up the old man's sleeve, sniffed it, shook his head, and returned to his leather chair to rummage for something.

"Unfortunately, it's not that you have a bad stomach, but a hematopoietic disorder caused by benzene vapor poisoning. This is a fatal and complicated disease, and one or two bottles of analgesic and anti-inflammatory medicine can't solve the problem."

The man looked confused, but he must have understood the word fatal. He scratched his neck anxiously: "Then, how much does it cost to cure it?"

Jixiang pulled out a small flashlight from the bottom drawer and replied: "Based on your financial situation, it can basically be judged to be terminally ill. You can prepare for the funeral earlier. Don't believe those wild men who deceive gods and ghosts. Why not Save some money for your family. I’m sorry I can’t give you the medicine, I have to leave it for patients who have a better chance of survival.”

"Jixiang Bodhisattva, are you kidding me?"

The middle-aged man's face looked a little pale.

Jixiang ignored it and turned on his small flashlight and opened the middle-aged woman's eyelids.

"I, I can't be sick. I have two children at home. Can you think of a way..."

The crowded room remained silent.

"It should be nothing serious. I'll prescribe some medicine for you to take. If you don't get better, come back to me."

After Ji Xiang completed the inspection, he took out two boxes of He Jigong from the expired medicines piled in the cabinet and handed them to the woman. These are medicines produced in Haitang, which can relieve pain and reduce inflammation. The trademark is an old man with a goatee, which is very eye-catching. Others can remember it at a glance.

"Thank you Bodhisattva Jixiang, thank you Bodhisattva Jixiang."

The woman gratefully took the medicine, picked up the baby, and left quickly with her body hunched over.

The man stayed in place for a long time before licking his chapped lips. He hesitated for a while, then silently took back the basket of pears on the table, turned around and walked away without saying a word.

Until it got dark, the people in the queue behind became more and more anxious, the noise gradually started, and suddenly a rapid alarm sounded. Jixiang raised his head, and several gangsters came to the door quietly. When Jixiang nodded, they started to drive away the patients in the queue. .

"Come back tomorrow! Get up early tomorrow!"

The crowd dispersed numbly, allowing the gangsters to drive them away, and soon the office became deserted.     "Very depressing, isn't it?"

Jixiang tilted his head and asked Gu Tianyu.

Gu Tianyu shook his head: "It's nothing. My mother just fell ill, and my eldest brother had to go to work every day. I accompanied my eldest sister and two brothers to the hospitals in Jiangning. Those A, B, C, D and so on were all crowded with patients. They were all about the same size. Poor, not to mention you don’t charge me yet.”

Ji Xiang was silent for a while and then said: "Speaking of your family, I admire them very much. Your elder brother would rather bear the heavy burden and must send you to Tiande Public School instead of asking you to work when you are underage." , especially since you have a mother who is seriously ill and bedridden at home, they must have high expectations for you, right?"

But then he changed the topic: "But maybe your family has never thought about how much suffering it is to put a poor child into an environment where wealth and wealth are overwhelming, and let him see the huge gap in his background."

Gu Tianyu frowned and opened his mouth but couldn't speak.

"You know Tianyu, in fact Tiande Public School is just a middle-class school. A public school teacher has to teach forty or fifty students during working days, but some people are in the martial arts school since they were born. As a true disciple, he receives one-on-one teaching from the elders of the master. Those disciples with high surnames have countless real heavenly officials surrounding him. Tianyu, how old are you?"

"Sixteen years old."

"Your ECG test is not ideal, right? 5.2? What would you think if I told you that among your peers, there are many children whose ECG levels have exceeded points?"

The auspicious questions are tight and dense: "Haitang people are proud of their vast land and rich resources and rich deposits of strange conductors, but you have only seen those weird and strange conductors in textbooks, right? Haitang's fleet of cosmic magic machines can cross space, but... You must have never even touched the shell of a divine machine, right? Do you know that men from aristocratic families, even those with the last surname, can get a powerful divine machine as a coming-of-age gift."

Gu Tianyu's face was shocked for a moment, but then he regained his composure.

"It's too far."

Seeing that Gu Tianyu was still speechless, Jixiang threw out his trump card.

"I heard that your eldest brother passed away last month. He was the pillar of your family. Your family's life must be even more difficult now."

"Teacher, what exactly do you want to say?"

Gu Tianyu ignored the etiquette and interrupted Ji Xiang's words.

Ji Xiang looked directly into the young man's eyes, his azure facial features were kind and full of divinity.

"Tianyu, I don't mean to offend you. I am just a wanderer in the universe. I long for outstanding disciples to inherit my medical skills. But Haitang's high-ranking family has prejudices against wandering heavenly beings like me. I can only learn from the poor disciples. Choose my disciple, do you want to formally learn prosthetic surgery from me? You need this opportunity, and I need you too! I promise you that as long as you study hard, I will help you successfully pass the ECG test of the national examination. Maybe one day you can cure your mother with your own hands."

There was obvious movement on Gu Tianyu's face. His Adam's apple, which was not yet fully developed, surged. He lowered his head to cover up his somewhat hot face.

Jixiang strikes while the iron is hot: "You don't have to rush to answer, think carefully. You know that the technology of prosthetic reproduction is very sensitive, and you cannot disclose it to anyone, including your family. Knowing too much is not good for them! Although your eldest sister I love you, but her education level is not high, and she doesn’t understand many things, so you have to make your own decision!”

Jixiang's generous palms rested on the young man's thin shoulders, and the white light reflected from Yamani's lenses made it difficult to see his eyes clearly.

"Think carefully, Tianyu, think carefully."

There was a long silence.

"I'm sorry, Teacher Jixiang." Gu Tianyu raised his head: "I have to ask the eldest sister and the second brother before I can give you an answer."

Ji Xiang's face froze.

"This……"

Gu Tianyu let out a long breath and stammered an explanation: "I know this is a very rare opportunity. You are right. My background is not good. I have no money, and I cannot afford to hire a real heavenly official to teach me. I I have never seen a strange conductor or a divine machine in the universe. I can only see pictures in textbooks. But, I have my mother, my eldest sister and my second brother. They love me very much, and I can't lie to them.

Gu Tianyu smiled sheepishly: "My eldest sister is very nagging. If she knew that I lied to her, she would cry."

Ji Xiang took two steps back, adjusted his glasses, and said with a smile: "Tianyu, you have a heart of gold. I like you even more. Okay, then... you go ask your family, I'll wait for your answer."

(End of this chapter)