Chapter 790: Achieving Godhood in One Lesson

Chapter 790: Chapter 790: Achieving Godhood in One Lesson

"Actually, a book like the *Inner Canon of the Yellow Emperor* is all-encompassing in its connotations. As long as you can truly master it, digest it thoroughly, and turn it into your own instinct, then in many ways, the so-called medical ’barriers’ no longer exist. Whether it’s maintaining good health, preventing disease, or treating various difficult and complicated illnesses, many seemingly complex problems can be easily solved when deduced using the underlying logic of the *Inner Jing*," Dean Ai said, pointing at Li Xu on the stage to give an example. "Just like the issues Xiao Li mentioned earlier regarding ’baldness’ and ’stagnation of liver Qi’. It’s actually the exact same principle.

"A truly skilled traditional Chinese medicine practitioner absolutely knows how to adapt to the four seasons and regulate their own health. Although we’ve all seen quite a few formidable older practitioners who, perhaps due to early habits, are heavy smokers with fingers stained yellow from tobacco, they normally urge patients to quit smoking with bitter earnestness, only to turn around and smoke one cigarette after another themselves.

"However, if you observe closely, you’ll find that those genuine, esteemed national physicians mostly have very robust health and vibrant spirits, and rarely even suffer from hair loss or baldness. Why is that?

"Because a competent practitioner knows when to act with urgency and when to take things slowly. Especially in terms of emotional control and mental adjustment, older practitioners have their own effective methods. This balance of pacing refers to the wear and tear versus the repair of bodily functions.

"It’s like driving a car," Dean Ai added as an analogy. "Some people drive aggressively and don’t know how to cherish it, completely ruining the engine in just a few years. An experienced driver who knows how to maintain it, on the other hand, knows when to step on the gas and when to change the oil. By knowing how to go with the flow, the chances of the car developing major problems are naturally much smaller. People are the same. Only by understanding health preservation can one live a long life."

Director Liang nodded repeatedly as he listened, deeply agreeing. "Yes, Dean. He can recite all one hundred and eighty thousand words of the *Inner Canon of the Yellow Emperor* backward. No wonder he can dabble in so many fields at such a young age, being proficient in internal medicine, orthopedics, and acupuncture.

"This is a God-given talent. Us ordinary people truly can’t envy this kind of monstrous ability to never forget what he reads and to integrate it all so seamlessly."

How many people in the whole damn world possessed the ability of a photographic memory?

As Li Xu conducted blind diagnoses on the spot and accurately resolved the medical puzzles, the atmosphere in the lecture hall had become completely different from when the lecture first started.

Previously, many arrogant master’s and doctoral students had somewhat looked down on Li Xu. They felt that Li Xu, a young man who was at most two years older than them, had no right to teach them a major class. They figured he had likely relied on some shady connections or was just an "internet celebrity" artificially propped up by the hospital leadership as a gimmick.

But now, these hundreds of students were basically all thoroughly convinced. They were genuinely in awe.

Based solely on Li Xu’s freakish display of reciting the *Inner Canon of the Yellow Emperor* backward just now, combined with his two consecutive god-tier blind diagnoses of "identifying illnesses by listening to the voice" and "determining financial luck by observing the complexion," no one could make any more snide remarks.

This was genuine, undeniable skill.

This was called being crushed by sheer hard power.

To borrow a phrase commonly used by online keyboard warriors to describe the current scene: This target was simply too tough to trash; they would have to find someone else to flame.

Meanwhile, in the provincial capital hundreds of kilometers away from Feng City.

Hao Ying was dining with a few friends from the media and medical circles in a high-end restaurant.

During the meal, she kept scrolling through her phone. While looking at the photo Song Sisi had posted on her Moments of Li Xu standing at the podium in the lecture hall, she enthusiastically shared Li Xu’s various "miracles" at the Feng City Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine with her friends.

After chatting for a while, everyone was shocked by Li Xu’s stories. Feeling a shared sense of pride, Hao Ying casually saved the photo and posted it to her own Moments:

"Brother Li is too awesome! This is a true idol. [Worship] [Worship]"

Among Song Sisi’s WhatsApp contacts, because she had always been quite a homebody, there weren’t actually many people from the medical circle in Feng City—just a few acquaintances from the clinic and Hao Ying.

But Hao Ying was different. She was extroverted, and her Moments consisted not only of a large number of university classmates and colleagues from medical enterprises but also many elders and relatives from her family.

As soon as she posted this on her Moments, the comment section instantly blew up.

The notification sounds for likes and comments rang non-stop.

In the lecture hall of Feng City Medical College.

Li Lin sat in the front row, slightly to the right. As he listened intently to Li Xu on stage explaining the various evolving syndromes of the common cold from the *Treatise on Cold Pathogenic and Warm Pathogenic Diseases*, he silently wept in his heart.

"I can’t catch up... I’ll never catch up in this lifetime... I’ll never be able to catch up," Li Lin wailed desperately in his heart.

Actually, ever since he learned online about Li Xu curing the tick-borne disease and developing the hangover tea—and especially when he saw Li Xu in person a few days ago, discovering that this legendary Dean Li was actually around his own age and had even played basketball with him—Li Lin had been holding onto a surge of competitive drive. He was an arrogant and proud person. He believed that as a master’s student from a prestigious Medical University, his educational background was solid, and he was far from stupid. Why couldn’t he do what Li Xu, a mere undergraduate, could do?

Therefore, ever since he was assigned to intern at the City Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, he had always wanted to find an opportunity to prove his excellence, even secretly treating Li Xu as a target to surpass.

But!

Why did he feel that the more he interacted with Li Xu, the larger the gap between them became?

This gap wasn’t just a little bit; it was like a black hole, growing wider and wider, seemingly bottomless.

Now, the level Li Xu displayed, whether in theory or practical application, was already countless tiers higher than those old professors at their school.

After today’s public class, Li Xu could be said to have "achieved godhood in a single lesson" at Feng City Medical College. Li Lin was certain that in the future, whenever another young expert came to give a lecture at the school, the students in the audience would unconsciously compare them to Li Xu. Even if some highly experienced professors came to lecture, the students would still silently make comparisons in their hearts.

And Li Xu, who could recite the one-hundred-and-eighty-thousand-word *Inner Canon of the Yellow Emperor* backward and perform live blind diagnoses, would obviously become a towering mountain in the history of Feng City Medical College.

A majestic mountain that latecomers could forever only look up to, finding it extremely difficult—or even entirely impossible—to surmount.

At twelve o’clock noon.

The two-hour lecture finally came to an end.

Accompanied by thunderous, endless applause, Li Xu smiled and bowed to the audience. He packed up his things and walked out of the classroom under the fanatical gazes of the students.

As soon as he stepped out the door, he saw Director Liang and Dean Ai Rong standing at the entrance, waiting for him with smiles on their faces.

"Dean Ai."

Even though Li Xu was now a vice dean, he still maintained the humility of a junior in front of his old principal, hurrying forward to greet him.