Chapter 516 379: Han Ya Goes Up the Mountain, Footprints by the Cliff

"So that's how it is." Upon hearing this, Han Xianchen drew a sharp breath, exclaiming, "It truly is a heavenly treasure, with such stringent requirements."

"Yes." Qin Feng nodded.

This situation can certainly be described as something that can only be happened upon by chance, it's fate!

However, ordinary thunder god vine is sufficient to treat most early to mid-stage rheumatism and rheumatoid diseases, and even in late stages, it can alleviate the patient's pain as much as possible, which can certainly be considered a blessing.

"Alright, thank you, Brother Qin, we'll be going now." Han Xianchen smiled, then got up, and with the little girl deep in thought at his side, slowly left.

It was clear that the old man's walking posture was indeed painful, and Qin Feng couldn't help but sigh as he watched their backs.

It's not easy being an old Chinese medicine doctor in the mountains!

However, there shouldn't be any major problems now, as the prescription has been given to Han Xianchen. As long as he can find the thunder god vine and other medicinal ingredients, in a few months, he should be able to walk almost like a normal person, and at least on rainy days, the pain won't be as severe, only a faint feeling.

After tidying up the medical supplies, the sky had already darkened.

There aren't any entertainment activities in the mountains, so Qin Feng and Ye Ying just stared at each other, not knowing what to do, and could only chat aimlessly.

"Director, what you just discussed with Mr. Han sounded like a myth to me. Is Chinese medicine really so magical?" Ye Ying looked like a curious child.

Although she is also a medical staff member, her primary focus is on nursing, and her medical knowledge leans more toward Western medical treatments.

In her view, Qin Feng's surgical skills were already like divine operations. Becoming an attending physician in his early thirties at the country's top Peking Union Medical College Hospital was certainly remarkable.

Most crucially, he is the future successor of the nation's strongest ICU department, and serving in the emergency department was just a formality.

If in two years, Qin Feng successfully assumes the position of ICU director, his fame might spread across the global medical community.

As for medical papers?

Does Qin Feng need to publish medical papers?

The renowned breakthrough cardiovascular drug was developed by him, and just by this achievement alone, Qin Feng is enough to contend for the Nobel Prize in Medicine.

Now Qin Feng is also exhibiting such exceptional skills in Chinese medicine; "genius" doesn't even begin to describe it.

"Ha ha, leaving aside Western medicine, our Chinese medicine is truly our own treasure." Qin Feng chuckled, sighed, and said, "The development time of Western medicine isn't actually that long, which I think you all understand. But Chinese medicine has been passed down for thousands of years to this day, and is the only uninterrupted medical miracle.

Although compared to Western medicine now it seems indeed less direct and clear, because in the world of Western medicine, the treatment methods are fairly singular, and the greatest reliance for patients isn't the existing medical capability itself, but rather the breakthroughs in technology."

"Breakthroughs in technology?" Ye Ying asked, somewhat confused.

"If a person has a terminal illness, what do you think should be done?" Qin Feng countered.

"Well, then just try to treat them, let them live as long as possible," Ye Ying thought for a moment and said.

"Yes, Western medical treatment capabilities are within the scope of science, and they are rule-bound." Qin Feng nodded, explaining, "As doctors, we try to prolong the patient's life within the guidelines, but the result is something we all understand; without breakthrough medical achievements, it's akin to waiting to die."

"This is the difference between Western medicine and Chinese medicine. In fact, in the eyes of Chinese medicine, there's no such thing as an incurable disease, which is consistent with the philosophy of Chinese medicine - no boundaries exist, and some unconventional methods can even be used, but in today's rules, it's illegal."

"But isn't that also a huge risk for patients?" Ye Ying retorted.

"You're right." Qin Feng smiled and nodded, "This is why traditional Chinese medicine was once labeled as superstition, and contemporary Chinese medicine has completely devolved under the constraints of Western medical guidelines."

"Chinese medicine advocates harmony between man and nature, balance of all things, even incorporating some Taoist ideas."

"It's just a pity, Chinese medicine today no longer dares, and even the courage to alter a prescription has been stifled..."

At this, Qin Feng's eyes showed a hint of disappointment.

Although he was trained in Western medicine and gained a lot of Western medical skills through the system, the more he obtained, the more he realized the limitations of Western medicine in treating diseases, and even when facing some patients, even with the system's abilities, he felt overwhelmed.

He didn't know if the next cut would be the patient's last on the operating table, and every time he faced others' intractable illnesses, it felt like treading on thin ice.

But when Qin Feng inherited Chinese medicine, it was as if he suddenly had an epiphany!

The ever-changing prescriptions, the bizarre methods in treating diseases and patients, even beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

He understood that what he possessed in Chinese medicine was merely a drop in the ocean of thousands of years, yet these inheritances seemed to open up a new path for him.

A brand new path in medicine belonging to Chinese medicine!

This is the medical brilliance forged over thousands of years, using the lives of countless patients and healers.

....

Early the next morning, at the break of dawn, Qin Feng and Ye Ying were awakened by the noise outside.

"Could it be that the villagers have come for an inspection? It's so early."

Ye Ying rubbed her eyes sleepily as she got dressed, complaining coquettishly.

"It doesn't seem like it, let's go out and have a look."

While getting dressed, Qin Feng frowned slightly and said.

With his keen hearing, he caught some key pieces of information: Xiaoya, missing, gone for a while....

Someone has gone missing in the village?

Who is Han Ya?

Squeak~

Opening the door, I saw about a dozen villagers with flashlights and boots rushing off into the distance.

"Village chief, what's happened?"

At this moment, the village chief was passing by with a bundle of grappling ropes on his back, and Qin Feng quickly reached out to stop and ask.

"Alas, Mr. Han's granddaughter Xiaoya is missing, all the grappling ropes at home are gone too. We suspect she might have gone up the mountain, alas."

"What?!"

Hearing this, Qin Feng and Ye Ying were both stunned, thinking of the girl who often followed Han Xianchen.

What would this little girl be doing going up the mountain?

Wait a minute!

No way!

"Ye Ying, stay here and don't wander off, I'll go have a look." Qin Feng seemed to have thought of something and hurriedly followed them.

"Hey hey! Director!"

Ye Ying watched him leave quickly, just about to chase after him but then stopped, looking at the two medical kits in the room, resignedly stayed behind.

Qin Feng followed the village chief and soon caught up with the main group. Around a dozen men and women were walking up the mountain trail, but after about half an hour, there was still no sign of anything.

At this point, the elderly Han Xianchen also stumbled up the mountain, spotting Qin Feng and the village chief, he rushed over.

"Uncle Han, please don't worry, we've spread out to look. As long as the child is still on the mountain, we'll definitely find her. Please don't stress yourself too much."

The village chief quickly consoled.

"Xiaojun, the child surely went up the mountain. The poison repellent and tiger deterrent I kept in the cabinet are also gone."

Han Xianchen was sweating profusely from anxiety, as he was at a loss on how to live if anything happened to his only granddaughter!

"She took the tiger deterrent too? This is trouble."

Hearing this, the village chief's expression also became tense.

Usually, if you're just wandering in the mountains, there's no need to bring that stuff; it's only necessary when you venture into deep forests, cliffs, and ravines.

The tiger deterrent is made by baking old tiger dung, drying it, and mixing it with several highly toxic herbs ground into powder. It's mainly used to sprinkle around to prevent wildlife from approaching while staying in the deep mountains.

Most animals, upon smelling it, perceive it as a tiger's territory and won't intrude. Even if they probe, upon discovering the scent and consuming it, mild poisoning occurs, and small animals may even die instantly.

Thus, it's an essential self-defense item for those who venture into the mountains!

Upon learning Han Ya took the tiger deterrent, it's likely she's headed into the deep mountains. How are we supposed to find her now?

"Xiaojun, I think I know where Xiaoya went!"

Suddenly, Han Xianchen shivered all over, grabbing the village chief's arm with a trembling voice,

"Eagle's Beak Cliff at Tiger Roar Stream."

"What?!"

"How could it be?"

"How would a mere child think of going there!"

"Uncle Han, don't joke!"

People around were shocked hearing this.

"I'm not joking. Tiger Roar Stream has the most vines, and on the cliff of Eagle's Beak, there are wild thunder vine and south snake vine as Dr. Qin mentioned." Han Xianchen's expression turned sour.

Upon hearing this, everyone's gaze fell onto Qin Feng, whose eyes were exceedingly tense.

The little girl must have gone to gather herbs!

...

At this moment,

On the edge of Eagle's Beak Cliff, a small figure was fastening a rope around her waist, tying the other end firmly to a tree about the size of a bowl.

She had a basket on her shoulder and a bundle of thinner grappling ropes, glancing at the foggy, bottomless ravine below, exhaled deeply.

With feet staggered and hands gripping a protruding rock, she began descending like a bat.

At the edge of the cliff, only chaotic footprints were left....