Ye Qian woke up in the cold rain. The raindrops kept hitting his face, mingling with his dazed expression. He struggled to sit up, feeling his head groggy as if he had a hangover. Looking around, he found himself lying in the puddle on the street, beside the shiny flagstone road washed by the rain. Everything that had just happened replayed in his mind like a movie: the old man in the raging storm, the mysterious jade pendant, the strange warm current and the awakened power.
He subconsciously looked at his hand. The palm was empty. There was no simple and unsophisticated jade pendant emitting a soft light and engraved with mysterious patterns. A sense of loss welled up in his heart. Was everything just an illusion caused by long-term overtime and excessive fatigue? This thought was like a thorn stabbing deeply into his heart.
He stood up with difficulty. His legs were numb after being soaked in cold water for a long time. The soaked clothes stuck tightly to his body. With every step he took, they felt heavy, carrying the weight of the rain. Passing vehicles splashed sheets of water. Occasionally, pedestrians hurried by with umbrellas and cast strange glances at him, but no one stopped to ask about his situation.
Ye Qian dragged his exhausted body and continued to walk home. Along the way, he was thinking about the experience just now. That feeling was so real. The old man's eyes, voice, and the mysterious runes on the jade pendant all seemed to be engraved deep in his memory. But the emptiness in his hand ruthlessly told him that it might just be an absurd dream.
Back in his narrow and shabby rental room, he mechanically took off his wet clothes and took a hot shower. The warm water hit his body, but it couldn't dispel the confusion in his heart. He sat by the old bed and looked out at the still drizzling rain, lost in thought. If it was really an illusion, why would it be so clear? But if it wasn't an illusion, why did the jade pendant disappear?
In the following days, Ye Qian still went to work as usual, but his state of mind had undergone a subtle change. He would inadvertently think of that rainy night, the mysterious old man and the magical jade pendant during work breaks. The monotonous data and documents seemed to be less boring because deep in his heart, there was still a glimmer of expectation for miracles, looking forward to uncovering the mysterious veil of that rainy night again one day.
However, reality was still cruel. The pressure of life still followed him like a shadow. Colleagues were still busily working indifferently. The bus was still crowded. His rental room was still small and shabby. But in Ye Qian's eyes, everything was a bit different. As if beneath the ordinary appearance, there was some unknown possibility, just like the old man who suddenly appeared on that rainy night, who could break his existing life trajectory at any time.
As days passed, Ye Qian continued to move forward in busyness and confusion.
Until one day, a colleague in the company suddenly fainted while working. The people around immediately panicked. Some called the emergency number while others shouted anxiously. Ye Qian pushed through the crowd and looked at the unconscious colleague on the ground. A strange impulse welled up in his heart. He squatted down, and involuntarily, the astonishing medical skills mentioned by the old man on that rainy night appeared in his mind. As if by a strange coincidence, he reached out and placed his hand on his colleague's wrist. Suddenly, a crisp prompt sounded in his mind: "Ding! The system has detected that the host meets the activation conditions. The immortal inheritance system is officially activated."
Ye Qian's finger gently rested on his colleague's wrist. He closed his eyes and tried to concentrate. At this moment, the surrounding noise seemed to fade away, leaving only him and the unconscious colleague. His heart was beating faster, but strangely, he didn't feel afraid. Instead, there was a kind of inexplicable excitement and expectation.
He could vaguely feel his colleague's weak and disordered pulse, just like a blocked river with unsmooth flow of qi and blood. In Ye Qian's mind, those vague medical knowledge began to become clear, like vivid pictures guiding him on what to do.
He seemed to see the flow of qi and blood in his colleague's body. The blocked places were marked in red, while the normal flow was a gentle blue.
Ye Qian took a deep breath and began to gently massage his colleague's wrist and arm. His technique seemed simple but contained profound medical principles. As he massaged, the qi and blood in his colleague's body began to flow slowly. Those red marks gradually faded and finally disappeared.
The people around were surprised to see this scene. They saw that Ye Qian just massaged a few times, and the unconscious colleague actually began to respond. The colleague's eyelids quivered slightly and then slowly opened, looking around in confusion.
"What... what happened to me?" Although his colleague's voice was weak, it was enough to make the people around burst into cheers.
Ye Qian stood up and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He felt an unprecedented sense of accomplishment. He knew that all this was because of that mysterious "immortal inheritance system". He thought to himself that this system seemed to really enable him to become a real doctor.
"Ding! The host has successfully treated an unconscious patient. The system's authority is upgraded, and the permission to view the qi and blood flow perspective view is unlocked." The system's voice sounded again. Ye Qian felt that more knowledge poured into his mind. This knowledge was more profound and complex than before.
Now he could not only see the flow of qi and blood but also see the direction of the meridians. He could even sense the balance of yin and yang in the patient's body. Ye Qian knew that as he treated more and more patients, the system's permission would gradually open up and his ability would become stronger and stronger.
Ye Qian looked up and saw the surprised and grateful gazes around him. He knew that his life would change from now on. He was no longer that unknown clerk but had the power to change his destiny.
"Ye Qian, how... how did you do it?" His colleague asked weakly, his eyes full of admiration.
Ye Qian smiled and didn't answer. He knew that this secret could only be buried deep in his heart. His life would be different because of today's choice.