The Capital Inspectorate Office has mobilized. Neither Serena Feng nor Sean Xuan could have predicted this, and even if they had, it wouldn’t have helped—neither of them yet has the power to stop the authorities.
The two walked in, one after the other, preparing to treat those gravely ill patients who couldn’t afford medical care. Serena silently prayed that no one would be on the verge of death; she didn’t want the first day of the free clinic to end with rumors of patients dying under their care. That would be disastrous for them.
Sean Xuan quietly followed behind Serena, so silent she almost forgot he was there. As they turned a corner, Serena suddenly heard Sean speak up from behind.
“The way you protect him—it’s not necessarily good for him. You can’t shield him for a lifetime.” Sean had thought for a long time before finding these words.
Serena paused, stunned for a moment, surprised that Sean would speak up—and even more so that he would offer her advice.
Both of them knew exactly who Sean meant by “him.” That Sean would say this at all showed he cared about Simon Sun; otherwise, he wouldn’t bother with other people’s business.
Sean was a man of true grace and breadth. Simon’s actions today had clearly made things more difficult for him, yet he hadn’t minded—instead, he was concerned for Simon’s future.
Having one more person who cares about Simon is a good thing. Without turning around, Serena replied, “I hope there is at least one truly pure physician in this world. I will do everything I can to give him a simple world—one with only patients and medicine, no scheming and intrigue.”
With those words, Serena continued forward. She knew exactly what she was doing. Even if she couldn’t protect Simon forever, others could, and she would fight for as much protection for him as she could manage.
Serena’s voice was soft—so soft it was almost a whisper—but to Sean, it sounded impossibly heavy. Watching Serena’s thin but resolute back, Sean understood: Serena...
She, too, had once been a pure physician—until reality forced her to change. Now, faced with someone as pure as Simon Sun, she refuses to let the world destroy his goodness.
A pure physician.
Serena, if this is what you want, then I’ll do my part too—I’ll help protect Simon Sun and build him a world with only patients and medicine, a world of pure sunshine and hope, leaving all the blood and darkness to us.
Each with their own thoughts, the two reached the critical-care ward. The sour stench there was even heavier, the air thick with the unique smell of illness—enough to make anyone uncomfortable.
Serena stopped at the door and took off her cloak. Only then did Sean notice: Serena was dressed all in white.
A strange white coat covered Serena from head to toe, but on her it looked striking—far more dignified than the dopey Simon Sun ever did.
Sean’s eyes flashed with astonishment. At that moment, Serena seemed like a different person, her whole presence radiating seriousness and solemnity, making people forget her looks entirely.
Serena said nothing. From her side pocket, she took out a cap and put it on, tucking all her hair inside. Mask and gloves—she missed nothing. Glancing back at Sean, she tossed him a spare set from her pocket.
“Put them on. I don’t want to end up treating another patient.” No one knew if there were infectious cases inside, so precautions were a must. If the doctor got sick, it would be a joke.
Sean didn’t know what any of it was for, but seeing Serena’s serious expression, he didn’t ask questions. He followed her instructions, putting on the cap, mask, and gloves just as she did.
Dressed in ancient robes but equipped with a full set of surgical gear, Sean looked utterly out of place—yet no one laughed. As Serena stepped inside, she had already activated the Smart Med-Pack.
She was about to start with internal medicine—the field she was least skilled at!
It’s true: Serena wasn’t good at internal medicine. Her specialty was surgery. Internal medicine was a challenge—and a breakthrough—for her.
In the modern world, doctors are highly specialized—there are dozens of kinds of internists and surgeons, and each focuses on their own field. But not here. Here, there’s no one else to work with her, so she has to learn it all...
Luckily, she had the Smart Med-Pack, which could minimize misdiagnosis. After all, most patients died because of doctors’ mistakes.
With so many patients crowded together, it was crucial not to mix up their illnesses. That’s where medical records came in handy. In ancient times, it was one patient, one prescription, and prescriptions were closely guarded secrets. But not hers. She’d already told Simon Sun: there’s no need to keep prescriptions secret. If another doctor asks, tell them what you know, and if you don’t know, just say so. No need to hide anything.
Medical skill isn’t something you can master by hoarding it—it has to be shared. Why has Chinese medicine declined? Because those old medical families treat their books as treasures, never letting outsiders see them, never passing them on.
If good medical knowledge can’t be spread, that’s the tragedy of Chinese medicine—and the tragedy of those medical families, too. What can one or two heirs do, with so many patients in the world? A handful of skilled doctors can’t change everything.
Except for anything that involved the secret of the Smart Med-Pack, Serena never minded sharing her medical knowledge with other doctors. Lifelong learning was key—especially for physicians. Only by constantly improving could a doctor reach true mastery.
None of the patients here looked well, but just by looking, Serena couldn’t tell whose condition was worst. She decided to start her examinations from left to right.
Serena took out her homemade medical charts and began asking each patient’s name and age, recording them before starting the exam. To save time, she used the Smart Med-Pack for diagnostics—and she didn’t hide any of this from Sean.
Sean wasn’t curious about her secrets; he only cared about helping Serena. He dutifully followed her, fetching whatever she needed. At first, he fumbled and needed correction, but before long he could hand her the right tool even before she asked.
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By the tenth patient, Serena finally sensed something was off—everything was going too smoothly.
She turned, surprised, and glanced at Sean. Seeing his calm expression, Serena said nothing and simply kept working.
There’s no shortage of geniuses in this world, and Sean clearly had a talent for learning. Not necessarily for medicine, but his ability to pick things up was strong.
For each exam that followed, Serena would clearly explain the patient’s condition and treatment.
Anyone with some medical knowledge is better off than knowing nothing. Serena did her part and explained everything; whether Sean understood was up to him. She never intended to make him a doctor.
Sean didn’t get it at first, but by the fifth wind-cold patient, he realized: Serena was teaching him as she did Simon Sun, sharing everything she knew without reserve.
Did Serena consider him one of her own now? Sean felt a quiet joy ripple through his heart, his gaze growing softer as he watched her every move.
As the patients listened to Serena explain their conditions and treatments, the dullness in their eyes gradually cleared. They might not understand everything, but they knew one thing...
They had hope. This young female doctor had given them a real chance at life.
Outside, a young medicine boy carrying a tray of medicine paused, drawn by the cool, clear voice inside. He strained to listen as Serena explained illnesses and treatments.
In the pharmacies, every physician guarded their secrets—always wary of these medicine boys, afraid they’d learn too much and take their place. Now, with such an opportunity, how could they let it slip by?
Gradually, more and more people gathered outside the critical-care ward—not just medicine boys, but also patients’ families. All eyes followed Serena, listening to her every word about diagnosis and treatment.
There were far too few doctors willing to share their knowledge so freely. Even if they didn’t understand everything, they tried to learn whatever they could.
The room was soon packed. Serena, focused solely on her patients, had no idea what was happening outside. Sean noticed, but didn’t disperse the crowd—he knew Serena didn’t mind sharing her knowledge.
Even if Serena sometimes seemed cold and driven by profit, at her core she was a pure physician. Facing her patients, all she cared about was healing them—never about what she could gain.
This side of Serena moved people. She had found a balance between harsh reality and her ideals.
Sean was deeply drawn to Serena’s patience and seriousness with her patients. Again and again, she squatted by their bedsides, undeterred by dirt or mess, carefully examining each one. Watching her, Sean felt his heart warm—such a small frame, yet she radiated powerful hope and light.
Right now, Serena saw only her patients. She treated everyone the same. Watching her serious, unsmiling face, Sean once again forgot her looks and age—he just believed in her, believed she could cure them.
With her attitude and professional skill, Serena slowly transformed the patients’ initial doubt into trust. They began to believe that this young woman really could heal them...
And at the same time, they began to wonder—just who was this young female doctor?