For the next two days, Wan Yunting lived a fulfilling life. He would wake up at five or six in the morning, take Lu Xiaodie and Li Shuyun up the mountain to meditate and practice, then descend at eight for breakfast, and head to the Southern Traditional Chinese Medicine department at nine.
Over these two days, there were still people who feigned illness to try and obtain his prescriptions. However, since Wan Yunting had already posted video explanations, he now wrote his prescriptions with a ballpoint pen. Although some people still requested his ballpoint pen prescriptions, their prices could no longer be inflated. They couldn't be hyped up to millions like his brush-written prescriptions in the slender gold style.
Gradually, fewer people came feigning illness. The hype surrounding his calligraphy also began to subside. Those so-called calligraphy enthusiasts put aside their speculative mindset, only regretting that Wan Yunting had not officially entered the art world circles. It would have been such a fortunate event if more of his brushwork had been released.
Nowadays, there were not many places where one could appreciate Wan Yunting's calligraphy. One piece was displayed in the main hall of the art museum during the Lanting Award Calligraphy Competition in Shaoxing City. As it was a competition entry, it would eventually be collected in the exhibition hall of past Lanting Award calligraphy works for everyone to admire.
Another place to see Wan Yunting's calligraphy was on the fifth floor of the Jubao Pavilion in Tang Boyun's Purple Bamboo Tea Garden. He and Fan Liren had written two pieces there together, one in wild cursive script and the other in slender gold style, which Tang Boyun had hung on the fifth floor.
Now, people flocked there daily to admire them. However, only those holding a "Wen Zi Lou Pai" (text building plaque) could ascend to the fifth floor to appreciate his brushwork. Therefore, it was almost impossible for ordinary people to reach the fifth floor to admire it; they could only see it through photographs.
Those who received Wan Yunting's calligraphy were mostly his close acquaintances. But people like Fang Guowen, Old Ma, and Old Pang would never sell his works, making it even harder for outsiders to collect his calligraphy.
This was why the outside world had hyped up his past prescriptions, written in slender gold style with a brush, to millions of yuan per prescription, causing a great stir.
"Dr. Wan, this is for you!"
Upon entering the Traditional Chinese Medicine department, Wan Yunting was secretly handed a gift by Sister Yan and the four nurses, Xiao Fang and the others. It was clear that they had already sold the two prescriptions.
Wan Yunting did not inquire about how much they sold them for. He accepted the gift and said, "Remember, keep a low profile and work diligently!"
"Okay, Dr. Wan, please rest assured. We will work hard," Sister Yan and the four nurses nodded and said happily.
Wan Yunting smiled and took the gift they gave him upstairs. He happened to run into Jiang Yichun and Li Chengde. Seeing the gift bag in his hand, Wan Yunting smiled.
Jiang Yichun sighed softly, having already known that Wan Yunting had given two prescriptions to Jin Yan and the others. However, he didn't say anything. "Little Wan, Old Gu wants us to attend a meeting."
"Alright, Old Jiang, please wait a moment…"
After putting the gift in his own consultation room, Wan Yunting went out with Jiang Yichun to attend a meeting at the office of the Lingnan Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
For the past two days, he had also been working little at the Traditional Chinese Medicine department. He was mostly in a small building next to the Huadu City University of Traditional Chinese Medicine. This was the office of the Lingnan Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine. As the vice-chairman, Wan Yunting naturally came to work here, handling the association's continued work on supporting medical care in rural areas. Moreover, they were planning to visit rural areas after the spring next year.
Now, the four family factions of the Lingnan School were all under the control of the Lingnan Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Most of the traditional Chinese medicine scholars had chosen to side with Gu Yuanbai and had severed ties with the Beijing Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
At the same time, traditional Chinese medicine practitioners from Jiang Province, Xi Province, Min Province, and Gui Province had also largely joined the Lingnan Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine. The Dai family, a traditional Chinese medicine family from Shanghai City, although not openly opposing Beijing, had privately supported the Lingnan Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine more than once.
Currently, in Huadu City, the Beijing Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine had faced a major backlash after the previous medical support work in the townships, where Weng Dehai's deception was exposed. This had brought significant negative impact to the Beijing Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
If it weren't for Sima Boyong personally intervening to manage relationships in Beijing, and the disaster in Lingyun County, Jiang Province, diverting the public's attention from the internet, as well as Yao Xiangming organizing members of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association to bravely rescue and promote their efforts in the disaster area, their reputation would have been even more severely damaged.
Due to Weng Dehai's corruption at the time, the Beijing Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine lost the Lingnan Province region. Sima Wentang understood that he could no longer stop the continued growth of the Lingnan Traditional Chinese Medicine Association led by Gu Yuanbai and Wan Yunting.
Furthermore, regarding the incident at Wuliang Daoist Temple where Sima Boyong attempted to poison the Abbot Duan Wuyu, he was exposed in front of members of other sects. Although there was no concrete evidence proving Sima Boyong was the poisoner, the abbots, leaders, and numerous disciples from sects like Kunlun and Emei witnessed it firsthand.
Therefore, news had recently spread throughout the martial arts circles of various major sects in China that Sima Boyong had committed the heinous act of poisoning Abbot Senior Brother Duan Wuyu, leading to his death.
As a result, Sima Boyong in Beijing was having a difficult time. He had originally planned to use Wuliang Daoist Temple to open up the martial arts world of various major sects in China, but Wan Yunting and Chang Wude had disrupted his grand plans. Now, his reputation in the martial arts world was completely ruined, becoming a public enemy.
Although the traditional Chinese medicine community and the martial arts world were two separate circles, they were also interconnected to a certain extent. After all, many great physicians came from the mountains, and people from the mountains were backed by the martial arts practitioners of major sects.
Therefore, in the traditional Chinese medicine community, Sima Boyong's act of poisoning the Abbot of Wuliang Daoist Temple and attempting to seize the position of Abbot had been exposed. Consequently, voices of opposition against Sima Boyong had quietly emerged in the traditional Chinese medicine community.
In Beijing, the gates of the Sima residence welcomed several highly respected elders from the Beijing traditional Chinese medicine community, including Gu Shiren.
"Elder Gu, Elder Liu, Elder Xue, Elder Li, you have arrived. Please come in."
Sima Wentang, along with his disciple Yao Xiangming, respectfully greeted the four renowned elderly traditional Chinese medicine masters of Beijing at the entrance: Gu Shiren, Liu Pingyi, Xue Dongshan, and Li Tiangui.
These four were considered legendary traditional Chinese medicine masters anywhere in China. They had even received the title of National Medical Master, awarded by the National Administration of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Therefore, Sima Wentang dared not be careless and respectfully led the four elderly traditional Chinese medicine practitioners into the mansion and towards the reception hall.
The Beijing winter was very cold, and it was lightly snowing now, with snow covering the eaves and courtyards. Gu Shiren and Liu Pingyi, along with four other elders, all wearing thick cotton robes and jackets, were helped by their personal disciples as they entered the warm reception room with Sima Wentang.
"Heh heh... Old Gu, Old Liu, Old Xue, Old Li, you have arrived."
Sima Boyong, seated in a chair in the reception room, wore a thick black cotton Tang suit. His complexion appeared ruddy, indicating that his internal injuries, inflicted by Master Gui's palm strike, had mostly healed after his period of recuperation. However, he still had lingering issues and coughed occasionally. His sharp, cunning small eyes looked at Gu Shiren and the other four as they entered. He did not get up but remained seated and said with a smile, "Please, have a seat. It's warm inside, and I've already brewed tea for you. Wentang, pour tea for Elder Gu and the others."
Sima Wentang, standing nearby, sat before the tea table to prepare the tea. He then picked up the teapot and stepped forward to pour tea into the cups of Gu Shiren, Xue Dongshan, and the other two.
The gazes of these four elders were fixed on Sima Boyong. Gu Shiren spoke first, saying, "Brother Boyong, we heard you were injured. Are you feeling any better now?"
"Heh heh."
Sima Boyong smiled, looking at these four old fellows, knowing their intentions for the day. He replied, "Thank you for your concern. How many more years can this old bone last!"
Li Tiangui, with his square face, took a sip of tea and placed his teacup on the table with a slight force. He raised his sharp old eyes to look at Sima Boyong and said with a clear, cold snort, "Brother Boyong, we have all heard about your father and son's actions at Wuliang Daoist Temple a few days ago. Everyone says that you, Sima Boyong, have committed the heinous act of parricide to seize power!"
Upon hearing this, Sima Wentang, standing beside them, had a grim expression, and a hint of ferocity appeared under his eyes. He wanted to retort, but Sima Boyong stopped him with a glance.
"Heh heh..."
Sima Boyong smiled, maintaining a calm demeanor. He looked at Li Tiangui, Gu Shiren, and the other two and said, "Old Li, rumors outside are mixed, how can they be taken as gospel? There are other hidden circumstances regarding my Senior Brother Duan Wuyu's incident!"
Other hidden circumstances?
Gu Shiren's lips curved into a cold smile. He said to Sima Boyong, "Sima Boyong, many masters and abbots from Shaolin and Emei sects were present at your Wuliang Daoist Temple's ancestral worship ceremony. Now the entire martial arts world claims that you, Sima Boyong, poisoned your Senior Brother to death and sought to seize the position of Abbot. You now say there are other hidden circumstances; do you think we will believe you?"
"Although I, Xue, am a barefoot doctor from the mountains, I can be considered a member of the martial arts world!"
Xue Dongshan was thin but his sharp eyes exuded the spiritual aura possessed by martial artists. He was originally a mountain physician from Wudang Mountain who had roamed the world for most of his life to become one of the four renowned traditional Chinese medicine masters in Beijing today. Furthermore, his martial arts realm was unfathomably deep.
Therefore, regarding the incident at Wuliang Daoist Temple, he had heard from Shi Yizhen, the sect leader of the Huashan Sect who was present at the time, that it was he who confirmed the entire course of events and their veracity to Xue Dongshan.
Xue Dongshan looked at Sima Boyong and said, "Although you have long retired from traditional Chinese medicine and no longer practice, Sima Boyong, your actions in this matter have had such a detrimental impact that no one needs to emphasize it further. The reputation of our Beijing Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine is already tarnished!"
"Last time, your son Sima Hongyun, and the Weng Dehai incident in the Lingnan Provincial Association, how much black have they cast upon our Beijing Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine? Isn't this the dereliction of duty by your Sima family?"
These words made Sima Wentang, standing beside them, feel gloomy and cold. Sima Boyong, seated opposite them, appeared calm, with a smiling expression. His sinister small eyes looked at Xue Dongshan, Li Tiangui, and the others, saying with a smile, "So, what are the four of you trying to say?"
"Alas..."
Liu Pingyi sighed. He was short in stature and had the most peaceful and approachable demeanor among Gu Shiren, Xue Dongshan, and the other two. He said, "Boyong, the four of us suggest that your Sima family step down!"