Chapter 1078 - 345: Revenge Taken, Danger Approaches_3
"Master, you mustn’t praise your disciple too much; otherwise, what will happen if the disciple becomes arrogant?" Knowing that she wasn’t of poor aptitude, Mo Yan breathed a huge sigh of relief and, in her joy, spoke playfully.
Starting a few days ago, she was no longer able to comprehend anything from the medical books and thought it was due to her dull aptitude. She worried that she wouldn’t be able to learn Mrs. Du’s Nine Needles, but to her surprise her aptitude turned out to be quite good, which was really wonderful!
"Ha-ha, so tell me, can you become arrogant?" Doctor Du laughed as he asked in return, but he knew in his heart that this disciple was steady by nature. She might become proud, but she would never become complacent.
Mo Yan nodded vigorously, her eyes shining brightly as she said, "Having the opportunity to learn such exquisite acupuncture, how could I not be proud? However, the proudest one should be the grandmaster who created such a powerful needlework."
On hearing this, Doctor Du laughed even louder, "I don’t know whether you are arrogant or not, but it’s true that your ability to flatter has greatly improved."
Mo Yan, thick-skinned, did not change her expression at her master’s teasing, "What the disciple is saying is the truth, not just empty words. Otherwise, where would I find another master as capable as you?"
"Cough, you girl, now you’re making fun of your master. Do you have any manners at all?" Doctor Du, not as thick-skinned, immediately backed down as he pretended to sternly reprimand his disciple.
Mo Yan stuck out her tongue and took two steps back, pretending to be scared, which made Doctor Du laugh once more.
The weather was getting colder day by day, and there were many more patients than in other seasons. The master and disciple did not have much time for idle chatter. After taking pulses and prescribing medicine for all the clinic’s patients, Doctor Du finally found time to explain the essence of Mrs. Du’s Nine Needles, based on the insights Mo Yan had gleaned. These were secrets passed down orally within the Du lineage and were not found in the books on medical techniques.
Mo Yan was like a sponge, eagerly soaking up everything Doctor Du explained. The two indulged in learning until they were both so hungry they saw stars, only then realizing a lot of time had passed. When they finally looked outside, the sky was pitch-black, without a hint of light.
After having dinner with her master at the clinic, Mo Yan used the excuse of staying overnight at her father’s place to decline her master’s kind offer to send her home. Huddled in the slightly chilly carriage, she recalled everything her master had taught her, and her mind became even clearer.