Chapter 2 Snow Winter

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  The old teacher behind him hastily interjected with a smile: "Master Wang, you really misunderstood. He didn't randomly add medicine to the prescription. It was I who asked him to add it. He had good intentions and was afraid that the medicine would have too many side effects, so he added some Huanglian to reduce the reaction..."

  "Why should I add it if you won't? Is he looking for trouble?"

  People from other departments heard the quarrel and came out to watch the excitement. Just as they were shouting, footsteps echoed in the corridor, and an old voice asked, "What's going on? What happened?"

  Judging from the sound, it's the dean who has arrived. The dean is on duty at the expert clinic today and heard the commotion outside, so he followed the sound over here.

  Director Wang's voice grew even louder: "Dean, you've arrived just in time. You be the judge of this. I wrote a prescription and the pharmacy actually took it upon themselves to add medication to it. If anything happens, who will take responsibility?"

  The director coldly asked Zuo Shao Yang: "How can you randomly add medicine in the prescription? Who gave you this authority?"

  "Director, Wang gave this aunt Wu Zhuyu Decoction, but she said that after taking it before, she felt dizzy and nauseous. I suggested she go find Wang to add Huanglian to the prescription, as Huanglian is a counteracting herb to Wu Zhuyu and can reduce these side effects. I didn't directly add the medicine to the prescription, the medicine is all packaged here, with Huanglian separate on the side, it's up to Director Wang to decide whether or not to add it. You can take a look yourself, Director."

  The dean took the prescription and scanned it, his expression slightly relaxed, nodding: "Yes, Huanglian paired with Wuzhuyu can indeed reduce side effects..."

  "Director, there is no Coptis chinensis in the prescription of Wu Zhu Yu Tang! I didn't add it, so I'm not wrong, am I?"

  Zuo Shaoyang said coldly: "It's not wrong, it's just that the patient doesn't feel comfortable drinking it."

  "What medicine is comfortable to drink? Good medicine tastes bitter!"

  "Why don't you use the comfortable good medicine?"

  "It's none of your business!"

  The director saw the smell of gunpowder getting thicker and thicker, and hastily waved his hand: "Okay, okay, don't argue anymore! Director Wang's prescription is correct, and not adding Huanglian doesn't violate the rules. Xiao Zuoye's suggestion is also well-intentioned, and adding this medicine is also acceptable. Both are correct!" The director saw that Director Wang was still huffing and puffing, so he furrowed his brow again, turned to Zuo Ye and said: "However, in the future, when encountering such things, it's best to communicate directly with the doctor first, don't say it in front of the patient. Otherwise, it's easy to cause misunderstandings, and the patient will think that the doctor prescribed the wrong medicine. This has a bad influence, you say, isn't that right?"

  "Alright, Director. I understand."

  The dean said to Director Wang: "Old Wang, don't take it too seriously. Young people are like that, they often act without thinking."

  "He still owes consideration?" Director Wang glared and said, "Dean, just now he was complaining that our hospital leadership has been slow to promote him, putting this great doctor in the pharmacy is a waste of his talent. He said he got his qualifications long ago and should be seeing patients already!"

  "Director turned his head and glanced at Xiao Shao Yang, smiling: "Xiao Left, the pharmacy work is very important. Our TCM clinic, pharmacy, laboratory, and inpatient department are all indispensable. Now there are only a few people in the pharmacy, and you are the only one who graduated from a genuine TCM university. Talent is hard to come by, so you should focus on your work and do a good job in the pharmacy first! You're still young, with a bright future ahead of you. The organization will arrange suitable work for each person based on their abilities and performance. How about that?"

  Listening to the dean's official tone, Zuo Shaoyang could only nod his head and remain silent.

  The dean patted Wang's shoulder and comforted him a few words before pulling him away. The onlookers also dispersed one after another.

  The old teacher came over with a look of embarrassment: "I'm really sorry, I've caused you trouble because of my own affairs."

  "Nothing, auntie, this is your medicine. This Huanglian doesn't have a doctor's prescription, I can't give it to you, sorry."

  "Heh heh, no big deal, it's not like only you guys have Chinese medicine. I'll just go to another hospital and buy some Huanglian to add in later. You said 3 grams earlier, right?"

  "Uh-huh."

  "Alright!" The old teacher saw Zuo Shaoyang's dejected face, glanced outside the door, took a step forward and said in a low voice: "Don't be discouraged, young man. Your medical skills are quite good. Just now, the hospital director said that you were right to add Huanglian to Wu Zhuyu Tang. Even Director Wang may not know that. Don't lose heart, gold will always shine, and sunflowers will always face the sun. Work hard and you'll definitely make progress!"

  "Thank you, Auntie!" Zuo Shao Yang forced a smile.

  He watched the old teacher walk away with his medicine, then let out a soft sigh and sat back down on the stool. He picked up a copy of "The Great Dictionary of Traditional Chinese Medicine Prescriptions" from the table and began to slowly flip through it. He loved reading books, and throughout college, he had buried himself in medical texts, spending almost all his time studying, memorizing formulas, reciting classics, and wearing out his medical textbooks. His grades were always good, and he summed up his approach in one word: memorization! He firmly believed that when you need to use what you've learned, you'll regret not having studied enough, and this was especially true for traditional Chinese medicine. If you have a vast store of knowledge at your disposal, you'll naturally be able to come up with effective prescriptions as if by magic. He wasn't memorizing all these books in order to pursue a graduate degree or become a scholar, but rather to prepare himself for his future career as a clinician.

  Outside the window, the sky is full of dark clouds, and the black clouds are almost at the window. It looks like a snowstorm is coming.

  It was time to get off work. When Zuo Shaoyang turned off the electric heater and closed the window, he heard the strong wind howling outside the outpatient building, as well as a terrifying sound that couldn't be described.

  He locked the doors and windows, turned up his collar to block out the biting wind, hunched his neck, and stepped across the empty hall towards the entrance of the outpatient building. Through the frosted glass window in the hall, he couldn't see what was outside, but felt that the terrifying sound had grown louder.

  He hesitated for a moment, then lifted the thick door curtain and took a look outside. The sky was overcast with dark clouds, and it was so dim that he couldn't see anyone. There was only a biting cold wind blowing into his neck. He walked out of the doorway, shrinking his neck and taking steps forward.

  Suddenly, a tornado rolled down from the sky, like a ghostly hand reaching out from the sky, grabbing Zuo Shao Yang and sucking him into the dark clouds in an instant, leaving behind only his long, mournful cry.

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  A kaleidoscope of colors!

  Zuo Shaoyang felt his body spinning non-stop in a whirlpool!

  After a while, he began to fall down, and the surrounding gloom gradually dispersed. He saw the faint mountains, snow-capped mountains, steep like knives and axes, and in the recesses of the mountains, there were silver-white snow and emerald-green pines. His body was rapidly falling towards these!

  The left Shao Yang frantically grabbed with both hands but couldn't grasp anything. His eyes gazed at the increasingly clear mountains, his body plummeting downwards faster and faster.

  It's all over; I'm done for; I'll surely be killed!

  Suddenly, he saw a protrusion the size of a millstone on the mountain wall, with a small black dot. It quickly became clear that it was a person, a man wearing a coarse linen shirt, curled up and motionless, with a pool of fresh blood on his head!

  He's falling for this person!

  Ah——!

  He let out a loud shriek, and with a loud crash, everything went black before his eyes.

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  I don't know how long it's been.

  Left Shao Yang heard someone crying and shouting a strange name in his ear, but couldn't tell who it was. There was a buzzing echo.

  He felt parched, like a fire burning inside him, and with great difficulty muttered: "Water... I want water..."

  In an instant, something cool touched the edge of my mouth, a surge of icy water rushed into my mouth, and I hastily swallowed it down. Gulp gulp gulp, as it passed over my tongue, there seemed to be even small ice shards in the water.

  The ice water refreshed him and he caught a faint scent of fragrance, like the smell of lying on the green grass in spring. He struggled to open his eyes.

  The sky was still overcast and gloomy. Two women were standing around him, one a middle-aged woman with slanted eyebrows, thin lips, rough skin, and crow's feet at the corners of her eyes. The other was a young girl, looking like she was sixteen or seventeen years old, with dark skin, a few faint freckles on the bridge of her nose, and a long braid hanging down in front of her full chest. Her big eyes were gazing at him anxiously.

  "He's awake! He's awake!"

  The woman exclaimed with surprise, stretched out her hand and put it on his shoulder, helping him up, "Younger brother, how are you feeling? What's uncomfortable?"

  "Little brother?" Zuo Shaoyang's head was a bit dizzy, thinking that he didn't have an older sister. He turned his head to look at her, and with one glance, he was startled. The woman had her hair tied up in a bun, with a hairpin inserted into it. This wasn't strange enough; what was even stranger was her attire - she wore a coarse hemp blouse on top, and a long skirt below, with the waist tied all the way down to her chest.

  What's with her dressing like this? Is she filming a costume drama?

  He quickly turned his head to look at the little girl on the other side, who didn't have a bun on her head, but wore a short jacket and trousers made of hemp fabric, with floral edges embroidered on the hem. Although she wasn't wearing a long skirt, but a pair of wide-legged pants, with leggings tied around her ankles, and a hemp rope tied around her waist, this outfit was not modern attire either.

  On the left, a small path winds its way through the snow from afar, passing beneath and extending into the distance. Beside it lies a bundle of firewood, two carrying poles with some medicinal herbs inside, and two small hoes.

  What's going on? Left Shao Yang was filled with doubts. A gust of cold wind blew by, and he couldn't help but shiver.

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