GBP Chapter 1951 On What Basis?
Chapter 1951 On What Basis?
Hou Pingzheng said he would stay by Caibao's side from now on, but in reality, it was just talk.
Even his desire to live in the Purple Osmanthus Garden is unrealistic.
After all, given his current status and position, how could he possibly have the leisure to be like young people like Fang Shiyou, chasing after treasures every day?
Besides, he's too old to run anymore.
He has a mountain of responsibilities: seeing patients, teaching, and conducting research. He's so busy he barely has time to eat or sleep.
He had so many patients that he was too busy to spend time with his master. As they say in his hometown, "It's better to be idle than idle and sick."
He was recovering from an illness some time ago, which caused him to miss work. Now that he has almost recovered, everything else needs to be restored as well.
He was also a very diligent doctor, so all things considered, he didn't actually have much time to follow the treasure.
However, Caibao was a kind-hearted boy. Seeing how "filial" he was, he obtained ancient books about Daoist medicine and Zheng Shou's notes from Zheng Shou.
It's not impossible to become self-taught, is it?
It was Cheng Xuri who delivered the goods back; Zheng Shou had certainly considered the treasure very thoroughly.
After all, she just took on a new apprentice, and what if she wants to have a gathering of all her apprentices?
Makes sense.
However, Caibao didn't have that idea. She was still too young to play along with adults' tricks.
Besides, Nuha and Lou Linshan recently went back to his country to see his parents, and Zhu Xiaochao is also out of town. There aren't enough people to get together, so what kind of gathering is this?
Cheng Xuri not only brought books on Taoist medicine, but also several talismans for Hou Pingzheng.
"My master said that he wanted you to draw these talismans first to see if you have any talent. If you can draw them, you can learn. If you can't draw them..." His voice lowered, "It means you're not destined for this profession. He told you to be a doctor yourself."
Hou Pingzheng accepted it respectfully. Although the words were unpleasant, he understood that his success as a renowned medical expert stemmed from his knowledge that talent is more important than hard work.
Back then, none of his fellow students achieved as much as him. Many of them even gave up halfway through their studies, some never practicing medicine, others went into business, and still others entered government departments.
It's not that they didn't work hard enough, but that they weren't as naturally gifted as him.
Hou Pingzheng looked at the three talismans and felt that they were like heavenly books to him.
Wu Guoli also became interested, glancing at it several times while secretly imitating it with his fingers. Although he didn't believe in Taoist medicine, at this moment, his competitive spirit kicked in, and it had nothing to do with belief.
Caibao glanced at Cheng Xuri and asked, "Can you draw?"
The moment he was asked, Cheng Xuri broke down. He couldn't do it!
"Master, tell me, am I very stupid?"
He had been following his master for almost half a year, but he had only learned to draw a few of the simplest talismans, and even then, he could barely form them, with very little spiritual power.
To put it this way, the effect of him drawing a hundred peace talismans is not as strong as the power of a single talisman drawn casually by his master.
Zheng Shoudu shook his head: "I have never seen such a talentless person."
He advised him to give up.
Even Pan Ruoyong, who has just started learning, has made rapid progress. Yesterday, he heard from his master that he could learn to draw more difficult talismans.
Pan Ruoyong has only been learning for a few days?
This is more than half a year's worth of his hard work. Who could stand that?
Anyway, Cheng Xuri was heartbroken. Zheng Shou told him to return to Hecheng, and he came back without hesitation, not wanting to face the person who made him feel stupid.
Caibao looked at him strangely: "What does it have to do with you if others are very capable?"
Cheng Xuri was taken aback. After a long pause, he murmured, "Is it alright?"
"Of course, others are others, and you are you. When you were number one in the exam before, you never thought about being last."
Cheng Xuri was completely dumbfounded.
Not to mention him, everyone present was stunned.
What a quirky way to comfort someone, but you have to admit, it works.
At least Cheng Xuri immediately came to his senses, and after thinking about it carefully, he realized that geniuses never consider what their classmates, friends, and neighbors think. He has been ranked first for so many years, and he has never thought about what the second and last place students think.
Now that he's outmatched, what makes him think he can break through the defense?
Does he deserve to always be crushed by others? He has crushed others so many times, so what's there to be sad about when someone else surpasses him?
First place isn't something he was born with.
Someone has to be at the bottom, why can't it be him? So what if he's at the bottom?
Cheng Xuri was cured instantly...
It's perfectly normal for him to be less skilled than others, just like how so many people have been less skilled than him since childhood. There's nothing to be proud of, nor anything to be sad about; it's as simple as three meals a day.
He looked at the treasure: "Master, do you think I'll improve faster if I work harder?"
Caibao answered directly, "No."
Cheng Xuri: ...
This master is not considerate at all.
Caibao looked at her father, and Chen Chuan understood her: "As the old saying goes, hard work is worthless in the face of talent."
Are you sure this is an old saying?
Wu Guoli couldn't stand such words, and he couldn't help but retort: "According to you, ordinary people don't need to work hard, and the world should just give way to geniuses."
He himself is the best example of an ordinary person striving to improve themselves.
His mentor once said that he didn't have much talent in medicine and advised him to study hard and graduate. Even if he couldn't become a doctor, he would be more than qualified to be a nurse.
He doesn't believe in fate.
He worked ten times, a hundred times harder, day and night, for one year, two years, seven or eight years, and finally, his master accepted him as a disciple.
Although his achievements are not as great as his seniors, he is still the vice president of the hospital and a top surgeon.
Isn't he the epitome of an ordinary person achieving success against all odds?
If he had given up back then, how could he be who he is today?
Chen Chuan gave him a strange look: "Who said ordinary people don't need to work hard?"
With that level of comprehension, it's no wonder that what others can achieve in a year requires ten or even a hundred times more effort from him. And yet, he's become arrogant.
Hou Pingzheng was still willing to take him as a disciple; he was truly kind-hearted.
"Knowing you're just average, why aren't you trying? What are you thinking?"
"What I mean is, ordinary people don't need to compete with geniuses."
"Ordinary people should just live their own lives. Why do they have to compare themselves with geniuses? Is it glorious to use your weaknesses to attack someone else's strengths?"
"How desperate could someone be?"
Wu Guoli: ...
"Ordinary people have their own way of being number one, and geniuses have theirs. Life is so long, why make yourself unhappy by always eyeing what others have?"
"Or..." Chen Chuan looked at him teasingly, "You just like being number one, can't you accept your own imperfections?"
He didn't say that!
Wu Guoli was defeated and had nothing to say.
He shut his mouth, but Cheng Xuri understood.