I Became a Medical Genius in the 80s

Chapter 473: Chapter 472: Confused and Disoriented

Beisitian paused with the pen in her hand when she heard Ma Sanqiang’s words, then continued writing. Qin Fengwang, who was beside her, was surprised and asked, ”Is there really such a thing? How can clear water be considered medicine? Could it be some Western medicine that you drink?”

Western medicines that are usually in clear water form are generally injected, not taken orally.

”Exactly, I was so clueless back then, it was almost shocking. There were two doctors in total, both field doctors, and they seemed to be a couple. They were quite old, hardly ever spoke, always wore stern faces. Honestly, I didn’t quite like them initially. Later, I truly admired them. They treated us wounded soldiers, often going three days and nights without sleep. I was worried they’d wear themselves out! After that, I had no prejudice at all. Though they seemed cold, they had warm hearts!”

Every time Ma Sanqiang talked about his time in the army, he was spirited, as if he had returned to that challenging era of war, charging into battle with a rifle, never knowing when he might fall in a pool of blood.

Although Qin Fengwang was amazed by Ma Sanqiang’s words, he was not entirely convinced. People tend to exaggerate, and who knows what really happened back then. Perhaps it was just Ma Sanqiang’s ignorance that led him to describe it this way.

Some things get distorted in transmission, greatly diverging from the original facts, so Qin Fengwang treated it as just entertainment.

Beisitian then smiled and asked, ”Such remarkable people, does Mr. Ma know their names?”

Ma Sanqiang thought for a moment and shook his head, ”I don’t remember. I only lay in the infirmary for a day before going back to the battlefield. However, one of my comrades knows because he was personally saved by that old couple. My old comrade was quite lucky. He got shot in the chest, and I heard it was just a hair away from his heart. Any other doctor would have given up hope, but that old doctor managed to remove the bullet, and my comrade didn’t suffer any major ailments afterwards!”

His words particularly praised the old couple, but he had no ulterior motive; it was just how the conversation flowed, with everyone gathered sharing incredible stories.

”I wonder if that old couple is still alive,” Beisitian said.

Ma Sanqiang chuckled at this, ”How could they still be alive? I was not even twenty years old back then, and the couple must have been over sixty at the time. If they were still alive today, they’d be ancient!”

Upon hearing this, Beisitian realized that the old couple were Mystic Doctors. She hadn’t expected to hear about Mystic Doctors elsewhere, indicating that they had not only survived but had actively participated in the national liberation movement.

Mystic Doctors generally have long lifespans. Her master lived to 120 years, and even in the two months before passing, his health was generally good. Her master passed away of old age peacefully.

”Please tell us more, Mr. Ma. I’m curious about these strange tales. I used to pester my family to tell ghost stories,” Beisitian said, pretending to be interested.

Ma Sanqiang, not well-educated, could scarcely write his own name, a skill he was forced to learn during the war due to intense educational measures. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to write his own name.

Being an old revolutionary, he loved sharing stories from his past with younger generations and enjoyed being admired by them. Thus, when Beisitian asked, he was quite eager to share more, even setting aside the medication after Beisitian completed her prescription.

”These stories can’t compare with ghost tales; they’re all true. If there’s a chance, I’ll introduce you to my old comrade!” Ma Sanqiang said.

Beisitian was pleased to hear this. She wanted to know everything about the Mystic Doctors; anytime and from anywhere. Who knows when she might find a clue?

After work, Beisitian immediately returned to the small courtyard. Luo Xudong had found a few people; two were stationed in the courtyard, and several others patrolled around to spot any suspicious characters.

Although these people were not professionals, they were quite skilled in surveillance, so there wouldn’t be any issues.

The current environment for Beisitian was relatively safe. Upon returning to the small courtyard, she immediately went to see Beidewang. For this father of hers, she felt indifferent, so her mood was neither good nor bad, just somewhat complex.

No matter the reason Beidewang abandoned the original owner and left Kao Village, he still left the original owner with a sinister stepmother. Didn’t he realize how tragic that was for the original owner?

The original owner’s spirit had already vanished, and Beidewang was partly responsible. If he were dead, it would be excusable, but he wasn’t, and he hadn’t returned all these years.

However, as for hatred, Beisitian felt none. Besides the initial shock that he wasn’t dead, she was calm regarding Beidewang.

Beidewang sat on the bed in a daze. His eyes moved slightly when Beisitian entered but didn’t focus on her, reverting to a vacant state.

Although Beidewang’s mind was not entirely clear, he wasn’t to the point of drooling or smiling foolishly; it was a brain injury causing temporary illness.

Beisitian took a drop of his blood and left the east wing room for her own.

While she was sure Beidewang was genuinely confused, she couldn’t ensure he wouldn’t remember current events if he awoke, so she didn’t plan to display any means in front of him.

Beisitian dripped the blood into the talismanic water. The blood showed no change, dissolving into the clear water, tinting it a faint pink.

This indicated that Beidewang hadn’t been harmed by the bad water, meaning his confusion was likely caused externally. She still needed to rule out the possibility of drug influence.

After several tests, Beisitian finally determined it was externally induced. Even with Xuan Talisman treatment, it required time for such an injury.

Beisitian sighed, noticing it was already past seven; Luo Xudong had returned.

”How’s the situation?” Luo Xudong asked.

Beisitian shook her head, ”I feel the other side knows something about me. My father’s condition was caused externally, and for Mystic Doctors, it also requires a period of treatment. Is this merely coincidence?”

Luo Xudong remained silent. Such analysis naturally didn’t suggest coincidence; however, for it to be arranged so perfectly in terms of timing and opportunity—it required either great skill or was the result of their speculations.

With a duplicate Beijiale standing an exact match to her, and Beidewang, dead for more than a decade, suddenly reappearing—even without others pointing it out, Beisitian’s primary focus for investigation now lay on the Bei Family!