The Comeback of the Cannon-Fodder Supporting Actress

Chapter 722 - 707: I Am Not a Slut 18 (Bonus for 950 Monthly Tickets)

Anning was busy decorating their house when Xiao Yuan obtained his medical license.

With the medical license in hand, Xiao Yuan could now freely practice in many areas.

His acupuncture skills were unparalleled, even Mr. Lu admitted that in the realm of acupuncture, he couldn’t match Xiao Yuan.

In addition to acupuncture, Xiao Yuan had deep knowledge in pharmacology. After discussing with Xiao Yuan, Mr. Lu took him to a Chinese medicine clinic to consult. After a few days of sitting-in, Mr. Lu started bringing Xiao Yuan along for hospital internships.

Xiao Yuan had interned at a hospital before, but those internships were in Western medicine outpatient departments, and now he was consulting in Traditional Chinese Medicine.

At the beginning, some patients doubted Xiao Yuan’s skills due to his youth, didn’t trust him, and wouldn’t register for his consultation.

Xiao Yuan was not in a hurry. If patients came, he would treat them; if no one came, he would just sit there and read medical books.

He adhered to the ancient rites, which emphasized that medicine should not be hawked and knowledge should not be shared lightly. Xiao Yuan shared this mentality.

It’s true he was a doctor, but what a doctor needs most is the trust of the patients. Going out to promote how skilled one’s medicine is and forcing treatments on people would only make them suspect you of being a swindler. Without trust between doctor and patient, how can one talk about treatment?

Only if a patient comes seeking help earnestly, showing sincere trust in the doctor, can things be managed well.

Mr. Lu noticed Xiao Yuan’s patience and appreciated him even more.

That day, when Xiao Yuan had just arrived at the hospital and was still settling into his white coat, a middle-aged woman rushed in.

"Doctor, can you look at my face and tell me what’s wrong?"

Xiao Yuan looked at her, her nose was crooked and mouth twisted, clearly a stroke victim.

He gestured for the woman to sit and checked her pulse: "You’ve had a stroke. I’ll prescribe some medicines to regulate..."

"No," the woman interrupted anxiously: "Doctor, let’s not talk about my health, can you just fix my face quickly? I’m waiting to attend a wedding celebration. Look at my current state, how can I go? Today is my brother’s big wedding day, it would be inappropriate if I don’t go."

Xiao Yuan laughed: "Well, that can be managed. I’ll give you a few acupuncture needles."

The woman was truly desperate: "Then hurry up please, I’m short on time."

Xiao Yuan had never encountered such an impatient patient before. He smiled, turned around to fetch the needles, sterilized them with alcohol, and began acupuncture on the woman’s face.

In just over ten minutes, after removing the needles, the woman took out a mirror from her bag to look. Good heavens, her nose was no longer skewed, and her mouth was no longer crooked. The face looked completely normal.

Moreover, the woman felt that not only did her face look normal, but it appeared even prettier than a few days ago.

It seemed as if her skin had tightened a bit and the positions of her facial features had slightly changed, but these changes were all good, like... right, as if they were edited with a photo editing tool.

"Doctor, my face?"

The woman was extremely delighted: "How did my face become prettier?"

Xiao Yuan sat down: "Didn’t you say you have to attend a wedding celebration? I just slightly adjusted your facial features using acupuncture. You can rest assured, this has no side effects and won’t cause any harm to your body."

The woman happily looked in the mirror: "So my face will stay like this now?"

As Xiao Yuan sterilized the silver needles and put them back in the box, he said: "It should last about half a year, and then it will revert back to how it was before."

The woman was a bit disappointed, but after a while, she asked Xiao Yuan: "Can I come back after half a year for you to adjust it again? Your treatment is much better than those cosmetic surgeries at beauty salons. They need surgery, and the results aren’t guaranteed, plus they hurt and need time to recover, but yours only took about ten minutes..."

Xiao Yuan nodded: "Yes, if you need, you can come back to me."

With this show of skill, the woman completely trusted him. She felt that Xiao Yuan’s medical skills were truly excellent; she’d lived so many years and never saw a doctor who could beautify with just a few needles.

She joyfully asked Xiao Yuan to prescribe some medicine.

Xiao Yuan prescribed the medicine and reminded the woman: "You can get this medicine at our hospital or at any other pharmacy, but the medications here are checked by my master and are guaranteed effective. I can’t vouch for those outside."

The woman’s family was quite well-off, so the cost of the medicine wasn’t a concern to her.

She took the prescription to get the medicine.

Initially, she thought the medicine would be expensive, but when she paid, it turned out to be quite affordable.

Xiao Yuan prescribed a week’s worth of medicine, costing only about a hundred yuan, even cheaper than treating a cold.

She felt even more relieved.

When the woman went to the hotel, the bride and groom hadn’t arrived yet. With some free time, she shared her experience from this morning with friends and family, praising while she spoke: "The doctor was really good, he didn’t try to cheat me, the medicine wasn’t expensive, and just a few needles made my face look better than usual. He said there are no side effects, no harm to the body at all."

Her friends looked at her face and were truly envious.

Then, the next day, many people rushed to the hospital to register, specifically to see Xiao Yuan.

But Xiao Yuan wasn’t there that day.

Upon inquiry, people learned he wasn’t a regular doctor here, just an intern; apparently, he’s a medical Ph.D. or something, and even took a master of traditional Chinese medicine as his teacher. Anyway, he seemed pretty impressive.

No matter how impressive, these women just wanted to find the doctor.

No matter the era, women love beauty, especially those who are middle-aged, who care even more about their faces.

Many of these women spend a lot of money on facial care each year, but often, they don’t see many effects.

Some thought about plastic surgery, but were afraid of the pain, worried it might turn out bad, or found their faces felt unnaturally stiff after the procedure. Basically, it felt awkward in every way.

But what Xiao Yuan did was different. He just used a few needles, and you couldn’t even tell that these people had undergone facial changes. It looked natural and became more appealing over time.

That was enough to drive the women crazy.

These women began asking everywhere for Xiao Yuan’s whereabouts.

Some who knew people in the hospital tried to get in touch with Xiao Yuan.

They just wanted Xiao Yuan to give them acupuncture.

When Xiao Yuan was contacted, he was reluctant, and he said to the hospital staff: "I am a doctor, not a beautician. I am here to treat and save lives, not to beautify. Yesterday’s patient had a stroke, her face was misshapen, it was a disease that I had to treat, and incidentally, I made some slight adjustments to her facial features. But for others who are healthy and just want their features subtly altered, that is inappropriate."

Xiao Yuan flatly refused.

Then, the woman from the day before also heard about this.

She panicked slightly, wondering if Xiao Yuan would still refuse to help her after half a year using the same excuse.

The other women introduced by this woman were also very anxious.

Then someone suggested, if we can’t go to the hospital, let’s find the doctor at the school. We’ll pay him to help us with minor adjustments.

Most of these women were not short of money and agreed to this idea immediately.

They contacted their acquaintances and after much inquiry, finally intercepted Xiao Yuan outside the school.

Originally, Xiao Yuan was not agreeable citing, as he said, he was a doctor whose duty was treating and saving lives, and he needed to practice medicine. If he spent all his time on minor cosmetic adjustments, when would he have time to see other patients and practice medicine?

Xiao Yuan’s stance was correct, no one could fault him or criticize him.

However, these women really wanted the cosmetic adjustments and started pestering Xiao Yuan.

Finally, Xiao Yuan, with no other options, sighed and said, "If I had known it would come to this, I would never have shown this skill. But since you’ve come all the way here, I’ll help you out. However, we can’t do it in the hospital. Let’s arrange a time and place, I can only manage two people per day, I really don’t have time for more."

Xiao Yuan agreeing to help two people a day meant that it wouldn’t take many days to complete for everyone, as no one would really miss those few days.

So, these women started to organize appointments and scheduled the location themselves.

Xiao Yuan began helping these women with cosmetic procedures every day, he never mentioned money or any kind of compensation.

But after the procedures, who could not pay him?

If you don’t pay this time, do you still expect help six months later?

Xiao Yuan really made a good profit from this opportunity.

With the money, he felt somewhat amused and ironic, thinking when had he fallen to the point of relying on women’s faces to make money.

But it was unavoidable; modern society has many rules and restrictions. Starting from such a place, a financially poor person like him, aiming to buy a house and get married, indeed needed to be savvy.