Chapter 1197: Chapter 1197: Destined Disciple
Everyone was shocked by Buhui’s words and instinctively looked at Song Ci.
Beat him up?
Song Ci snapped out of her daze, pointed at Dan Ge’er, and asked Buhui, "When you say ’destined,’ you’re not implying that my grandson is destined to serve Buddha, are you?"
To think of raising a child to become a monk, to be honest, she’d be sick to her stomach.
Buhui replied, "You misunderstood; it’s not that he’s destined to follow me in becoming a monk, but rather to inherit my legacy."
That still means becoming a monk.
"It’s just following me to learn medicine." Buhui said: "In my fate, there is a disciple, and I’ve been searching for years. It’s him."
He touched the chubby cheeks of the squirming Dan Ge’er, thinking that Jinghui wasn’t wrong; his little disciple indeed was in the north.
Song Ci held back but couldn’t restrain herself: "It’s not that I want to contradict you, Master, but don’t you think your words are quite unbelievable? Even if you have an eye for people, my Dan Ge’er is only half a year old. Claiming he has a gift for medicine feels like misdirection—talking nonsense."
The crowd nodded in agreement, Grandma was right.
Buhui wasn’t angered and said with a smile: "Whether there’s talent or not, there are still a few years to see. Remember my words, send him to my temple at six years old; he’ll have his path."
"Master, you said you have a destined disciple, what about Doctor Lin?" Nanny Gong was puzzled; Lin Qing called him grandmaster.
Lin Qing blushed and said: "Even though I call him grandmaster, my master never truly apprenticed under him, just shared the same school, it’s an honorific."
"Right, Lin Qing’s master, in terms of seniority, is my nephew."
Well, Lin Qing at this age can have such an elderly master, yet he’s Buhui’s nephew, indicating Buhui must be a figure of high seniority in the Lu family.
Buhui took off a red string from his neck, with an ancient jade fish pendant hanging from it, and personally placed it on Dan Ge’er’s neck. He pinched the boy’s cheek, eyes burning with intensity: "Protect you until you come find me."
It was a gaze that said: You are destined to be my disciple.
Song Ci: "..."
There’s still time to see.
After a brief conversation, Buhui and Lin Qing left Chunhui Hall.
"Do you find it odd that I want to take you along for an outside consultation?" Buhui asked her.
Lin Qing replied: "Grandmaster has honored me, it’s my good fortune."
Buhui smirked and said: "Your medical skills are commendable, but if you just sit narrow-mindedly and research, having theory without practice is ultimately hollow. Only through many practical consultations can you improve, it’s fortunate you came to the Prime Minister’s Mansion and still go for free consultations, otherwise, you’d just end up nurturing complacency. That’s the first reason."
He looked at a wax plum tree in the garden and said: "The second reason is that only famous doctors are respected and not easily offended. Besides, for peace, one needs to conform to societal standards; ultimately, this world is ruled by power, especially for female doctors, practicing medicine is more inconvenient, so making connections with powerful backers will ensure you don’t end up in past predicaments. If someone wants to mess with you, they must consider if they can afford the consequences."
Lin Qing was stunned, her nose tingled, and her eyes slowly reddened, voice choked: "Grandmaster..."
"A monk can only offer limited help; how much you learn and how many connections you make depends on your spirit." Buhui looked at her, smiling lightly: "Once you enter the world, you must adapt to its rules, otherwise you won’t go far; this is the reality of human society, harsh yet real."
