Urban Super Medical Saint-Chapter 168: A Familiar Taste
"Cough cough!" The old man suddenly covered his mouth, coughing violently, the nursing staff on standby hurriedly stepped forward, gently patting the elderly man’s back.
After some time, the old man finally stopped coughing, gasping for air.
"I’m old, so old, no good anymore." The old man shook his head, then returned to reading his newspaper.
However, after just a short while, he started coughing violently again.
"Commander, how about taking some medicine?" the nursing staff whispered gently.
"No need, no need. This is an old problem of mine. When this season comes around, I’m always like this, can barely make it out of bed, and the coughing is unbearable. Even if you were to bring me medicine, it would only provide temporary relief. In the end, my stomach and intestines would be the ones to suffer." The old man had grown wise to his illness, knowing that medicine is good, but it also damages the gut. Once the gut is upset, frequent trips to the restroom become necessary. His legs weren’t convenient for him anymore, and he hated having digestive problems the most.
Seeing the old man’s refusal to take medicine, the nursing staff had no other option but to continue gently patting his back, hoping to smooth out his breathing.
But just as the old man had said, it didn’t take long before he began coughing again.
The nursing staff was both anxious and heartbroken to see the old man suffering so much from his cough.
This anxiety and sympathy reminded her of something. She was trained in medicine and had never believed in the healing and qi-nourishing properties attributed to herbal teas. However, just recently, she had a sore throat and felt a bit inflamed, and someone had happened to gift her a case of Qinghe Herbal Tea. She decided to give it a try.
Surprisingly, it did have some effect—cooling and refreshing, and it didn’t upset her stomach at all. After drinking it for a few days, her throat pain had completely disappeared.
"Commander, you are sensitive to cold in your stomach. How about I fetch you a hot bottle of herbal tea? There’s one that was released a while ago that I tried and felt was quite good, and it won’t harm the gut," the nursing staff hesitated before suggesting.
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"Herbal tea is good, I do like to drink it. Unfortunately, although herbal tea is good, the person who truly knew how to brew it is no longer here. Today’s herbal teas, they’re not the same!" The old man’s eyes revealed a trace of reminiscence and sorrow.
The old man’s remark suddenly turned the nursing staff’s complexion deathly pale.
The ancient saying goes, serving a leader is as dangerous as tending to a tiger. Although the old man had always been kind to her and never spoken a harsh word to her, his identity was extraordinary, a founding general who once held a vice-national level office. Even if he was kind and affable, she walked on thin ice every day in caring for him, allowing no room for the slightest error or neglect. Now that the old man suddenly mentioned that the person who truly knew how to brew herbal tea was gone, how could it not frighten her?
The old man, having experienced countless trials and tribulations, and met innumerable people, saw the sudden change in the nursing staff’s complexion and immediately knew he had alarmed her. He quickly said, "Lin, don’t overthink it. I was just reminded of some old memories. Your suggestion is good. Go ahead, just as you said and get me a hot bottle of herbal tea to try."
Relieved by the old man’s words, the one called Lin, the nursing staff, said, "All right, I’ll ask for permission. If it’s okay, I’ll heat it up and bring it over to you, Commander."
"Herbal tea is just a drink, not a medication. Drinking a bit won’t hurt; there’s no need to be so nervous," the old man commented.
Lin smiled and replied that she understood, but after leaving, she still asked the healthcare doctor responsible for the old man for approval before heating up a bottle of Qinghe Herbal Tea and pouring it into a cup for him.
"This herbal tea! This herbal tea!" After taking a sip of the Qinghe Herbal Tea, the old man’s hand suddenly began to tremble. He muttered again and again, and the corners of his eyes appeared to dampen suddenly.
"Commander, Commander, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. If you don’t like the taste of this herbal tea, I’ll dispose of it right away," the nursing staff said, seeing the old man’s sudden agitation, she became so nervous that her face turned white.
"Who said I don’t like this herbal tea? This is real herbal tea! Real herbal tea!" The old man suddenly raised his voice, then gulped down an entire bowl of herbal tea in one go.
"Ah, so cool and refreshing, comfortable! Just a bit too sweet!" After finishing, the old man put down the cup and took a deep breath, then suddenly became lost in thought, with a tear streaming down from the corner of his eye.
Seeing the old man suddenly in tears, the nursing staff was so frightened that they didn’t even dare to breathe, full of regret internally.
This time they had been done in by Qinghe Herbal Tea—if only they hadn’t mentioned it!
The old man this time seemed not to notice he had startled the nursing staff; he let the tears fall from the corners of his eyes as memories flickered through his mind.
It was a time of war, an era when Huaxia Country suffered under the oppressive devastation of foreign powers.
Countless joyful families were torn apart by the conflict, and numerous children lost their loved ones in the chaos of war.
The old man was no exception.
He had lost his family and even found himself collapsing on the roadside, barely breathing from hunger and disease—if it hadn’t been for a middle-aged man who had passed by and kindly saved him, he would have long ceased to exist.
That year he was twelve.
The middle-aged man took care of him with great dedication, and during that time, the old man witnessed the man slaying several bandits trying to rob them using magical Techniques.
With the attentive care of the middle-aged man, the old man quickly recovered. After his recovery, he wanted to become the man’s disciple and learn his Techniques to kill enemies and serve his country.
But the middle-aged man said that he was already too old and not suited for the path of cultivation; he only taught him the most basic meditation and Breath Control techniques and left him in the care of a farming family before drifting away.
After that, the old man never saw the middle-aged man who had saved him, took care of him, and taught him meditation and Breath Control again.
Armed with the Breath Control and meditation Techniques given by the middle-aged man, and his innate talent in warfare, he remained composed in every major battle and gradually grew into an outstanding soldier. Moreover, because of the Breath Control and meditation techniques taught by the middle-aged man, during the tumultuous years after the founding of the country, although he went through political persecution, was sent to the coldest places for re-education, and was confined to a cattle shed—while many of his former comrades in arms could not endure and perished in that peaceful era—he survived. Despite being left with many ailments, he remained strong and lived to see the present day, becoming one of the last surviving founding generals of Huaxia Country.
As people grow older, they tend to reminisce more about their younger days.
In his lifetime, the old man had acted with integrity, without guilt in his heart. Now that the country was growing stronger and his children and grandchildren were all grown up and successful, he felt very comforted despite his poor health. The only regret that often came to mind was that he never saw that benefactor again, the middle-aged man who had been like a teacher and mentor in practice, if not in name.
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Now, this cup of Qinghe Herbal Tea made him think of that benefactor once more for it was he who had once given him tea with this very flavor while taking care of him.
Over the years, the old man had always enjoyed drinking herbal tea, but he had never found the taste he truly longed for, hence why he previously said that while herbal tea was good, the person who really knew how to make it was no longer around.
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