A couple of days flew by.Soon, it was Friday.Joseph arrived at the university early that day.It was the first day of the free clinic event, and there was a lot to organize.So he came in ahead of time to prepare.The clinic was part of the students' final exam project—designed to give them a taste of what it really meant to be a doctor.As per Joseph’s arrangements, the students were already gathered at the university’s main gate early in the morning.When Joseph arrived at the gate, he was a little surprised.He had expected to spend quite a bit of time getting everything in order, but once he got there, he realized he had underestimated his students.When Joseph arrived at the scene, he discovered that the students had already finished setting everything up. All that was left was to begin the clinic.At that moment, students from Class Five and Class Six stood neatly in rows, waiting for Joseph's arrival. Around them, a crowd of onlookers had gathered."Good morning, Professor Wi

"My mom's been coughing constantly. The most obvious symptom is shortness of breath and lack of internal energy."Jude Ortiz paused to think before speaking."That’s a good start. What else?" Joseph nodded, affirming his response."Um..."Jude hesitated, a little nervous."Son, just treat me like you do at home. Don’t be nervous, I won’t fall apart. And Professor Wilson is here watching over everything."His mother, sensing his anxiety, tried to ease his nerves."What’s the cause of shortness of breath?"Joseph continued."It’s due to deficiency."Jude answered promptly."There are many types of deficiency. What kind do you think your mother has?"Joseph kept guiding him with calm, pointed questions—both to make him think critically and to lead him in the right direction."I’m not quite sure how to tell the difference yet, Professor..."Jude scratched his head, a little embarrassed."Judging purely by symptoms, it’s indeed hard to tell. But let me guess—your family lives in Nova City

"Mrs. Bailey’s body has clearly been receiving regular care—probably top-tier treatments too.""But the fact that her condition has persisted for so long is unusual. Normally, with consistent therapy, her shoulder and neck issues would’ve improved. Instead, they’ve continued to worsen.""So I have a theory. I don’t think this is just a case of chronic strain.""I spent quite a bit of time testing that theory during the examination, but I couldn’t find more solid evidence to support it."Lindsay Anderson spoke thoughtfully."That’s a good thought. Whether you’re right or not, the fact that you had a thought is what really matters."Joseph nodded in approval."Thank you, Professor Wilson. I still have a lot to learn."Lindsay lowered her head slightly, her cheeks flushed."Mrs. Bailey, let me take a look myself."Joseph stood up."Thank you, Professor Wilson."Ruby Bailey gave him a warm smile.Joseph approached and began palpating specific areas while asking Ruby Bailey about her sensa

"Mrs. Bailey, I’m about to begin. First, I’ll disinfect the area with alcohol. The needle might sting a little."Joseph said in a calm voice."Are the needles long and thick, Professor Wilson? I have to admit, I get a little dizzy when it comes to needles."Ruby said, slightly embarrassed."If you don’t see the needle, you won’t get dizzy."Joseph replied confidently."Alright, I won’t look. But... still, just imagining a thick needle going in makes me nervous."Ruby confessed."Don’t worry. I’ll be as gentle as possible. You’ll be fine."Joseph assured her."Okay."Taking a light breath, Ruby closed her eyes.Moments later, she felt a cool sensation on her back—Joseph was applying the alcohol disinfectant.Then came a brief sting—he must have started the acupuncture.What surprised Ruby, though, was that the pain quickly faded and was replaced by a strange, soothing sensation.She felt a kind of release, a warmth spreading through her back, and it was unlike any acupuncture she’d eve

Leonard Sanchez came rushing in from outside. Seeing the office door was open, he walked right in.“Principal, you called for me urgently—is something the matter?” Leonard Sanchez asked.“Old Sanchez, have a seat. Have some tea,” said Geoffrey Harris as he calmly poured a cup.Leonard Sanchez took a sip and set the cup down.“Old Sanchez, have you seen how Mr. Wilson’s free clinic went?” Geoffrey Harris asked.“The teachers have been talking about it in the staff group chat. Didn’t you praise Mr. Wilson yourself? How could I not know?”“I heard the response was phenomenal. I thought it was just a free clinic, but it was streamed online.”“I heard Nova University’s official Twitter livestream had over fifty thousand viewers at once.”“That’s unprecedented since the school was founded—and we gained over a hundred thousand new followers in a single day. This free clinic livestream wasn’t just effective—it was a sensation.”Leonard Sanchez couldn’t stop talking. He had to admit—this Mr. W