I Became a Medical Genius in the 80s

Chapter 787 - 786: Help Me Understand This Sentence

Wei Zhongxun stared at Desan in shock; had it not been for this matter, he might still consider Desan a charlatan who hides deeply. Did his master know?Yet what comforted him was that, no matter how skilled Desan was, he was still no match for his master!

In his smugness, Wei Zhongxun couldn’t help himself and his gaze lingered on Desan’s book for a moment. Instantly captivated by just a sentence, he unconsciously picked up the book beside him and opened the first page.

In previous times, Yan Jiu and Feng Qi always observed newcomers before they could enter. They had been watching Wei Zhongxun’s actions, but now failed to notice his entrance.

Their gaze wandered between Beisitian and Desan; if they initially believed the pair hadn’t entered, explaining the quick flipping of pages, they were now entirely convinced of their entry!

The two exchanged a glance, both seeing the shock and excitement in each other’s eyes.

For all these years, their monitored region had experienced a special occurrence, marking an event of significance!

"I’ll go report." Yan Jiu patted Feng Qi’s shoulder and turned to leave.

Feng Qi continued watching the screen, soon realizing Wei Zhongxun had also entered. The young man, initially reluctant to read, couldn’t resist entering, much like most who come here.

Not long after, Yan Jiu returned with Zhang Mosheng, the steward of the Ancient North Region, walking behind him.

"How long has he been in a trance?" Zhang Mosheng, not tall and sporting two small mustaches on his face, flashed a sharp gaze as he looked at the screen.

"Around forty minutes," Feng Qi replied.

Zhang Mosheng’s expression shifted slightly, forty minutes and they’ve read so many pages?

Only once entering the Ghost Doctor Mysterious Scripture’s replica can one flip pages; the reader’s experience within is akin to solving puzzles, only proceeding upon unraveling each mystery leading to the next. These very puzzles compel them to go further, one after another.

The book’s content is vast and requires specialized knowledge and abundant experience for thorough studying of each page.

Without sufficient skill, even understanding the first page demands considerable time, the book itself inducing a quasi-hypnotic state, driving its readers to an unexplained mesmerism.

They name this state of entrancement "trance."

Thus, Beisitian and Desan swiftly flipped through these many pages in no time, indicating their extraordinary caliber, currently unmatched by others! The standard of these two individuals stands alone!

How many more they could peruse remained to be seen. Some esteemed Great Powers were invited or upon inquiry drawn here, though quick at the start, they struggled as they progressed.

"We’ll see." Zhang Mosheng remarked.

He reported the situation upwards, receiving no response yet, given such scenarios are not unprecedented, the higher-ups too await developments.

In Zhang Mosheng’s presence, Yan Jiu and Feng Qi dared not take deep breaths. Despite his short stature, he was renowned for meticulous severity, scrupulous in nature, and notably demanding towards his subordinates.

Yan Jiu quickly arranged a chair for Zhang Mosheng behind Feng Qi, standing aside watching the screen.

Time ticked past; indeed, Beisitian’s pace had slowed, two hours swept by, and although slower, she had read nearly half!

This speed was remarkably astounding, arguably surpassing any of the Great Powers previously encountered!

Never had they seen such a young Great Power before.

However, the trio’s anticipation ended in slight disappointment, as Beisitian lingered on a page for quite a while now, about half an hour.

In others’ terms, this wouldn’t be abnormal; half an hour per page might even seem fast. Yet, naturally they pondered: did even the most impressive Great Power begin struggling?

Forty minutes passed, Beisitian remained on that page. Feng Qi already visited the restroom once, standing by Yan Jiu’s side as the two exchanged glances, sharing visible disappointment.

Zhang Mosheng sighed, rising to his feet, "Indeed, she’s impressive; I’ll go report."

This indicated the observation’s conclusion. Though Beisitian was formidable, her prolonged pause on the page foretells even her next turn might require similarly lengthy or doubled effort, implying her progress would hardly surprise anymore.

Desan’s pace had long waned, yet he continued flipping, lagging more than ten pages behind Beisitian. Zhang Mosheng planned his report first, then a revisited observation on Desan, should his journey extend further.

Despite slight disappointment, the appearance of two noteworthy Great Powers in the Ancient North Region warranted attention; regrettably, initial expectations were set too high, culminating in present disillusionment.

Yan Jiu and Feng Qi both sighed, believing an outcome was at hand, surprisingly left empty-handed...

"Damn, look at this!"

Yan Jiu nearly jumped upon readdressing the screen, forgetting Steward Zhang’s presence, blurting out an expletive.

Zhang Mosheng frowned tightly, turned to glance heavily at him, witnessing his eyes widened and mouth agape silly; involuntarily shifting his gaze towards the screen and the revelation mirrored his own shock.

At this moment, Beisitian lay on the lawn, gazing skyward with hands behind her head, her book beside her.

"Zoom in! Zoom in!" Zhang Mosheng lunged toward the screen, ordering sharply.

Feng Qi quickly zoomed the screen.

The youthful woman’s exquisite visage magnified on the screen, her clear eyes flickering with contemplative glimmers, occasionally picking up the book for another glance, subsequently reposing it on the grass.

Beisitian’s comportment resembled lounging on the grass leisurely musing over a favorite book, no hint of distress or suffering, merely serene equanimity with not a ripple of tension — save for her clear eyes suggesting contemplation...

Wait, clear eyes?

Zhang Mosheng swiftly instructed Feng Qi to rewind footage to her trance onset; then, she appeared slightly bowed, features indistinct, yet viewing companions tapping her shoulder confirming her trance entry!

Heyday, now the young lady shows no semblance of obsession, merely ordinary contemplation.

"How, how could she..."

Simply back from a trance with such ease, even Great Powers, require utter investment and willpower expenditure to return, often replenishing their spirit at once.

"Xiao Bei, about this line here, how do you suggest interpreting it?"

As they stood dumbfounded, a voice emerged from the screen.