Chapter 3

Fang Qiu put his schoolbag back in the dormitory and then went straight to the canteen for a meal.

At this time, a post titled "Student Confronts Rich Brat and Bodyguards, Bodyguards Apologetically Pay Compensation!!!" quietly appeared on the campus forum.

The post included pictures and detailed descriptions of how a student fearlessly stopped the rich brat and his bodyguards, and how he blocked their path despite their indifference, ultimately making the two burly bodyguards back down, apologize, and pay money.

The accompanying pictures vividly recorded the tense situation.

However, due to the rain, the photos were not very clear, so everyone could only see a blurry image of Fang Qiu, unable to see his true appearance.

Otherwise, Fang Qiu would never be able to go out again.

But this post instantly ignited the entire campus forum.

Numerous comments and replies flooded in.

"Amazing! I didn't expect there to be such a cool student at Dajiang Medical College! Strongly support!"

"This guy did what I wanted to do but didn't dare to. Amazing! Admire! Admire!"

"Idol! Absolutely my idol! Want clear photos! Want real information!"

"Same here!"

"Want to know the psychological state of the rich brat and his bodyguards!"

There were also those who questioned the authenticity, completely unable to believe that such a straightforward and righteous student could still exist in today's society.

"Is it real or fake? This can't be made up, right?"

"I also think it's highly dramatized. How can such a student survive in this society?"

However, these people who doubted others' abilities were quickly proven wrong.

"It's not that you can't do it, so others can't do it! I am one of the students who got splashed with mud, here is my dirty clothes, and here is the 500 yuan!"

After saying that, he posted two pictures: one of his mud-covered clothes and one of the 500 yuan with some mud on it.

"I am also one of them!"

"I am too!"

More and more people involved in the incident posted pictures, and the doubts were quickly dispelled.

With pictures and witnesses, and most importantly, the money, everyone believed the story.

The forum continued to be hot.

More and more people were seeking information about Fang Qiu.

Everyone was very interested in the appearance of such a righteous person at the school.

But all these things were unrelated to Fang Qiu.

After finishing lunch and resting a bit, he stayed in the dormitory to read the books he borrowed from the library.

"Little Brother, why do I feel like the student who confronted the rich brat on the school forum is you?"

At 3 PM, after waking up from his nap, Sun Hao, the third-oldest in the dormitory, pointed to the forum pictures on the computer screen and asked Fang Qiu.

Fang Qiu just smiled and continued reading without answering.

There were four people in the dormitory, ranked by age: the oldest, the third-oldest, the fourth-oldest, and the youngest. The second-oldest was ignored to avoid any negative connotations.

Fang Qiu was the youngest, the little brother.

Sun Hao mumbled, "The more I look, the more it looks like you," and continued browsing the forum.

Zhou Xiaotian, the fourth-oldest, was lying on the bed looking at his phone. Suddenly, he turned over, looked at Fang Qiu, and asked, "Little Brother, I heard you're performing the hand flute tomorrow night. Impressive, you've been hiding your skills. Give us a 50-cent performance!"

"Right! You've been hiding your skills. Show us a performance, let the seniors hear it!"

Sun Hao also stopped looking at the computer and turned to stare at Fang Qiu with ill intent.

Zhu Benzheng, the oldest, who was reading a book at the desk behind Fang Qiu, turned his chair and looked at Fang Qiu, urging him to play.

"You guys, okay, just one segment!"

Fang Qiu put down the book with a helpless look and said, "Today, I'll let you hear what true music sounds like!"

"Ha!"

The three people simultaneously sneered.

Fang Qiu briefly gathered his emotions and then began to play.

Five minutes later, the three people's expressions turned to complete intoxication.

Fang Qiu saw this and knew he couldn't stay in the dormitory for the time being. He packed the books he borrowed from the library into his bag and left for the library.

"Bang!"

The sound of the door closing woke the three people from their trance.

The three people looked at each other, wide-eyed and speechless.

After a long while, Sun Hao cautiously asked, "Do you think how many love letters Little Brother will receive after tomorrow night? Will they fill the entire dormitory?"

Zhu Benzheng and Zhou Xiaotian thought seriously for a moment and then nodded in unison, "Probably more."

"Damn, how did our dormitory produce such a monster? This isn't Little Brother, this is a monster!"

Sun Hao looked heartbroken, clutching his chest, "How will we find girlfriends in the future? Look at Little Brother's face, and his skills in attracting girls. We'll be the shadows in the sunlight, and the girls won't even see us when we walk with the monster!"

"We can't walk with Little Brother after tomorrow night."

Sun Hao said very seriously.

This made Zhu Benzheng and Zhou Xiaotian nod in agreement.

Sun Hao felt this wasn't enough and added, "This isn't enough. I need Little Brother to teach us. Even if we can't reach his level, learning 30% will still make us stand out!"

Zhu Benzheng and Zhou Xiaotian nodded again, their eyes gleaming.

While the three were plotting, Fang Qiu was walking through the Jiangnan rain.

The Jiangnan rain was like silk and cotton.

Walking through it was incredibly pleasant.

He walked slowly.

Soon, he arrived at the library's lending area and handed the books and his library card to the middle-aged librarian at the entrance.

The middle-aged man clearly remembered Fang Qiu.

It was impossible to forget someone who borrowed so many ancient books shortly after the start of the semester.

Seeing that Fang Qiu had returned all the books he borrowed in the morning, the middle-aged man smiled and asked, "Too difficult, so you didn't want to read them and returned them?"

"No."

Fang Qiu shook his head and said, "I finished reading them."

"You finished reading them?"

The middle-aged man's actions of organizing the books paused, and he looked at Fang Qiu in surprise, then laughed, "Little guy, lying is not good."

Fang Qiu smiled but did not respond.

The middle-aged man casually pulled out one of the books, caressed the cover for a moment, and then asked, "The seventh vertebra on the back, one cun below, is called the Shiguxue point. If hit, it causes coughing up phlegm and blood, and death within ten months. What's the solution?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Qiu's eyes immediately lit up.

He sized up the middle-aged man and answered, "First, use the modified decoction, adding 1 qian of Eucommia and 1 qian of Drynaria. Then take the Life-Saving Pill three to four times."

As he spoke, he ignored the middle-aged man's hand on the book "Zhengti Leiyao" and instead pulled out "Shangke Fangshu" from the stack of ancient books, smiling at the middle-aged man.

Seeing the book Fang Qiu pulled out, the middle-aged man's eyes brightened even more.

He sat up straight, becoming interested.

The question he asked was not from "Zhengti Leiyao" but from "Shangke Fangshu," and he had intentionally pulled out the wrong book.

He didn't expect the young man in front of him to answer correctly, let alone accurately pull out the book containing the sentence.

Interesting!

The middle-aged man, for the first time, felt the urge to test the young man. After so many years in the library, he had never encountered such an interesting student.

"Most men, the qi flows from the left. Injuries to the upper part are easier to treat, while injuries to the lower part are harder to treat, as the yang qi rises. What about women?"

Fang Qiu calmly pulled out "Shangke Dacheng" and answered, "Women's blood flows from the right. Injuries to the lower part are easier to treat, while injuries to the upper part are harder to treat, as the yin blood descends."

"What's the solution?"

The middle-aged man asked.

"First, use the sand ginger decoction, mixed with Jili Powder. Then take the Qi-Regulating and Blood-Activating Decoction, followed by five to six doses of the Wind-Dispelling and Qi-Regulating Decoction. If there is tetanus, with symptoms of locked jaw and opisthotonos, immediately use the Flying Dragon Life-Saving Decoction."

Fang Qiu answered.

"Head injuries, if the brain matter is exposed, are hard to treat; if the bone is blue, it is also hard to treat. If the bones and flesh are broken in other areas, what's the solution?"

"Apply the Empty Pain Powder, and take the Wind-Dispelling and Qi-Regulating Decoction five to six times. Once the wound is healed, take the Blood-Supplementing and Qi-Regulating Decoction. If there is tetanus, with symptoms of locked jaw and opisthotonos, immediately use the Flying Dragon Life-Saving Decoction."

Fang Qiu pulled out "Dida Mifang."

"The transverse bone above the heart, also known as the Renzi Bone, if the first vertebra is injured, death occurs in one year; if the second vertebra is injured, death occurs in two years; if the third vertebra is injured, death occurs in three years. This point corresponds to the lungs, and injury will cause coughing and spitting blood. Severe injuries to the chest and back will eventually lead to phlegm and fatigue. Injuries to the left breast cause coughing, and injuries to the right breast cause hiccups. For all chest and rib injuries, what's the solution?"

"Li Dong Pills and Sanhuang Baoxia Pills can be used as appropriate, followed by lung-regulating decoctions to complete the treatment."

Fang Qiu pulled out "Shangke Buyao."

"Ha, not bad!"

The middle-aged man laughed happily. He had just asked four questions, and the young man in front of him not only answered fluently but also accurately pulled out four medical books.

Especially the first question, which he had intentionally asked incorrectly, the young man still found the correct book.

What does this prove?

This proves that the young man has all the content of the books memorized!

This student is interesting!

"May I ask who you are?"

Fang Qiu asked respectfully.

He did not believe that the middle-aged man in front of him was just a simple librarian.

To be able to quote from each book and judge the correctness of his answers, this person was definitely not ordinary.

His strong memory was a result of his training, but he did not detect any cultivation from this person.

If it wasn't from training, and yet he had such an incredible memory, who was this person?

"Just a librarian who eats to live, with a good brain, that's all."

The middle-aged man smiled and simply said.

Fang Qiu clearly did not believe him, but seeing that the middle-aged man did not want to say more, he did not press further. However, from today's interaction, he knew the middle-aged man was not ordinary.

The middle-aged man also knew he was not ordinary.

Since two people with secrets can be unshocked by each other, it proves that both have secrets.

Returning the library card to Fang Qiu, the middle-aged man looked at the stack of ancient books, thought for a moment, and said, "The third bookshelf in the orthopedic section, the southern side, the bottom layer, the 82nd book from the east, 'Shangke Yaoyi.'"

Huh?

Fang Qiu looked at the middle-aged man in confusion, not quite understanding.

"If you want to read ancient books on orthopedics, I suggest you read that book."

The middle-aged man said and then ignored Fang Qiu, busy with his own work.

Fang Qiu looked deeply at the middle-aged man, pondered for a moment, and then walked directly into the library.

The middle-aged man watched Fang Qiu's back, his eyes filled with anticipation.

"Eighty... eighty-one... eighty-two!"

Fang Qiu found "Shangke Yaoyi" at the location the middle-aged man described.

He picked up this book, which seemed to have not been touched for years, and felt even more puzzled.

Who is this middle-aged man?

Could he really be just an ordinary librarian?

Only someone familiar with the library could accurately describe the location of a book.

And most librarians could not do this.

With his doubts, Fang Qiu flipped through the book, reading it roughly, but found nothing unusual.

It was similar to other ancient books on orthopedics.

If that was all, the middle-aged man would not have recommended this book.

He flipped through it again.

Suddenly, a page fell out.

Fang Qiu instantly reacted, his right hand catching the page like lightning.

He felt a bit nervous.

Did he damage it? This is an ancient book, possibly a rare edition. If he damaged it, he couldn't afford to pay for it with the money in his pocket!

Upon closer inspection, it was a blank page.

And there were no signs of tearing.

He relaxed.

It seemed to be an independent page, inserted into the book. It might have fallen out because he was flipping through it.

Just as he was about to put it back, his finger touched the middle of the page, and he felt as if he had been electrocuted, freezing in place.

Fang Qiu looked at the blank page in his hand, shocked.

The page seemed to be blank, but something was clearly different.