s a sound of things being broken upstairs.Xiao Yu looked up, then turned to Old Ma who nodded sadly and said, "Ah, that's where it is! The one breaking things is my daughter-in-law... She used to be v...Chapter 4 Yin-Yang Eye (1)

"Xiao Yu, don't talk like that. This time it was me who almost got you into trouble! By the way, are you okay Should I get a thorough check-up for you" Upon hearing Xiao Yu's words, Wei Jun lowered his head and said with red eyes.

"Brother Jun, I'm fine. You also studied what we did, right How could I not know if there’s anything wrong with me!" Xiao Yu joked as he replied. Until now, Xiao Yu still felt like he was in a dream, but the extra memories in his mind were indeed real. This meant that the things in his mind must be real too! Thinking about this made Xiao Yu feel slightly afraid; what if something really showed up during the examination and he got taken away for dissection!

Back then, even though their school was called a Traditional Chinese Medicine College, there was only one class that specialized in traditional medicine—Xiao Yu's class. The rest focused on Western medicine, and Wei Jun studied Clinical Medicine.

"That's right, you're also somewhat knowledgeable about it. After all, we did study this stuff and even if we haven't practiced outside of school, we still have some basic knowledge." Hearing Xiao Yu say this, Wei Jun scratched his head in embarrassment.

Originally, Wei Jun’s parents were just ordinary workers, but his father had unique foresight. During the early stages of reform and opening up, he bravely resigned from his government job and went into business trading goods. At that time, conditions weren't as good as they are now; trains moved slowly like snails, and there was no air conditioning either. Wei Jun’s father would load a bag full of electronic watches or other items in the south and carry them onto the train, enduring stifling heat for days on end to transport these outdated foreign goods from the south to the north where they could be sold at a profit—items that cost only 1-2 yuan were being sold for 17-18 yuan.

A few years of effort enabled Wei Jun's father to accumulate initial capital. Subsequently, he invested all his money in purchasing vehicles and established a transportation business as well as a trading company, focusing entirely on trade. During the disintegration of the Soviet Union, Wei Jun's father even undertook an ambitious project—arranging dedicated trains to transport grain to Russia. Although Wei Jun's parents were originally workers with relatively low education levels, they have become significant figures in today’s business world.

When their company was just starting out, due to their low educational background, Wei Jun's parents endured many hardships. After reflecting on these difficulties, they dedicated themselves to cultivating their son. Later, after a health issue with Wei Jun's mother made his father realize that life is more important than money, he spared no effort in sending his son to the Shenzhen College of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Ever since Wei Jun’s family started their business and improved their living conditions, Wei Jun's father, who lacked a high education level, began collecting antiques as a sophisticated hobby to avoid being seen as nouveau riche. Back then, antique forgery was not as prevalent as it is today, so he could obtain some genuine pieces if willing to spend the money. It was during this period that Wei Jun fell in love with antiques, and even after graduating, he turned down his father's offer for him to work as a doctor in a hospital and started an antique shop in Shenzhen Antique Market.

"Xiao Yu, you just lie there; I’ll go buy us some food!" Wei Jun put down the water bottle and was about to leave.

"No, Brother Jun, look at me; I’m fine now. Let’s get out of here! I really don’t feel comfortable staying in a hospital," Xiao Yu quickly said as he saw Wei Jun leaving.

Xiao Yu had been learning medicine from his maternal grandfather since childhood. Although he hadn't treated patients yet, the years weren't wasted. Also, after several hours of effort, Xiao Yu successfully integrated part of Judge Yan’s memories before becoming an immortal into his own consciousness. Though he couldn’t say that he mastered everything Judge Yan knew, he did get a good grasp of most of it, particularly in medical skills and calligraphy. Having been trained in medicine since childhood by his grandfather, what Xiao Yu lacked was practical experience; however, as a wandering physician, Judge Yan had accumulated extensive clinical experience which was now part of Xiao Yu's knowledge after the memory fusion. Furthermore, Judge Yan’s medical expertise came from a family lineage that traced back to Hua Tuo, one of China’s greatest historical physicians, making Xiao Yu an heir in the legacy of Hua Tuo.

So Xiao Yu was very clear about his own body. Apart from being a bit weak and having some minor injuries on his head, he was in good health. Wei Jun saw that Xiao Yu insisted on being discharged and said, "Rest for a while, I'm going to ask the doctor." After saying this, Wei Jun left the ward to find the doctor.

Xiao Yu lay down and closed his eyes to rest. Suddenly, he felt three things in his mind emit beams of fluorescence that shot towards his eyes. Xiao Yu felt a surge in his brain as a burning stinging sensation came from his eyes, causing tears with blood streaks to involuntarily flow out.

When the stinging sensation disappeared, Xiao Yu sensed a mysterious connection between his eyes and the fluorescent patterns in his mind. He took a tissue to wipe his eyes and opened them again.

The moment Xiao Yu opened his eyes, he felt that the world had lost its colors, leaving only black and white. Shocked, he thought, "Am I colorblind"

Xiao Yu was startled as the mysterious pattern connection between his eyes instantly broke off, causing a surge of pain in his eyes. He quickly closed them again; when he opened his eyes once more, colors returned to the world.

Xiao Yu felt that the link between the patterns that made up the three items in his mind and his eyes seemed to have been cut off. Could it be...

Xiao Yu got out of bed and walked to the windowsill, where a palm-sized mirror was placed. When he looked into it, apart from his slightly pale complexion, there were no other differences. He brought the mirror closer and focused intently on his eyes. Xiao Yu felt that the mysterious pattern in his mind seemed to connect with his eyes once again, but this time without the burning sensation of soreness.

Just as the mysterious pattern made a complete connection with Xiao Yu's eyes, he clearly saw that the distinct black and white of his eyes gradually began to change. The dark pupil in his left eye slowly vanished, turning the entire eyeball white, while in his right eye, the dark pupil spread out, eventually making the whole eye appear black.

The moment this transformation was complete, Xiao Yu's eyes returned to normal. Although it only lasted an instant and was very brief, he was certain that what he had seen was real, for the world as seen through his eyes once again turned into a stark contrast of black and white, devoid of any color.

Though his eyes seemed back to normal, they lacked vitality and animation, giving anyone who saw them an impression of dryness and desolation.

This was strange. Xiao Yu felt goosebumps rise as he stumbled and sat down on the sickbed, taking a deep breath before calming himself. He picked up the mirror again with thoughts of “disconnecting the link.” Sure enough, Xiao Yu sensed that the pattern connected to his eyes slowly retreated back into his mind and merged once more among other patterns. His eyes and the black-and-white world he perceived gradually returned to color and vibrancy.is man, but the man did not see it that way. Deep down, he believed that he was picking up what Xiao Yu had discarded and that Xiao Yu could only be bullied; hence, every time he saw him, he couldn’t...