[The Girls' School Teacher] (Episode 16, Chapter 8)

Chapter Eight: Master-Disciple Relationship

Seeing his wife's condition improve day by day, Powell was overjoyed, and a smile returned to his face.

Rumsfeld didn't stay with Powell all the time; he still needed to complete the tasks assigned by Bush Jr. After

confirming that I could cure Mrs. Linda, he began a new round of investigations.

Of course, the operation to hunt down the murderer never stopped. The American troops stationed there hadn't yet participated;

it was all left to the Japanese National Police Agency to decide. But if there was still no result after a while, then

American soldiers would once again be seen on Japanese soil.

Nakagami was quite troubled lately, so he simply accompanied Rumsfeld, taking charge of security work.

Regarding the investigation? After hearing the Deputy Chief Cabinet Secretary relay my question, he thought for a long time and entrusted the heavy responsibility of

tracking down the murderer to Deputy Minister Kobayashi Renryo, who had returned from Tokyo.

The Chief Cabinet Secretary of the National Police Agency undoubtedly had his own calculations. If nothing was found, he could make Kobayashi

Renryo a scapegoat. After all, Mrs. Linda had been cured by our Japanese miracle doctor, so there wouldn't be any major problems. If anyone

wanted to blame someone, they'd have to consider Mr. Nach's feelings—he casually categorized me as a citizen,

completely disregarding the fact that I held a United States passport.

Kobayashi Renryo, however, didn't have such thoughts. Once Nakagami authorized him, he immediately led a large number of

elite troops to begin a carpet search of Hokkaido.

The airspace was naturally closed for the past few days, and the sea area had already been blockaded by angry American warships. A couple of days ago, when

Mrs. fate was unknown, they even sailed to the vicinity of the Northern Territories. The Russian warships there

didn't dare utter a sound when they saw Japanese fishing boats, unlike before when they would send out warships to drive them away,

or ram them.

As for the tunnel between Aomori and Hokkaido, it was completely closed to traffic before, and it's only been a little better in the last few days .

Anyone with even a criminal record or a connection to organized crime is immediately locked up.

Therefore, all things considered, Kobayashi Renryo has reason to believe that the criminals are still in Hokkaido, and that with his

persistent efforts, he'll eventually uncover the truth.

Compared to them, my life is much better. Every day, besides treating Mrs. Linda in the morning, I just

rest alone in the hotel. I originally wanted to spend the evenings with Kyoka, but since the banquet, those two

girls , have become particularly close to Kyoka. They go shopping in the afternoons and often take her

out to dinner in the evenings, making it difficult for me to act.

During the time I was treating Mrs. Linda, Walmart and SOGO continued their

parallel Walmart, in particular, saw its sales increase steadily, and its operating hours extended accordingly, now

from 8 AM to 3 AM. I think the next step will be 24/7.

Because of Walmart's dominance, the giants of Japan's retail industry, led by Ito-Yokado, have obediently lowered their stance, following the strategies

previously devised by Masatoshi Ito and others. Their customer base remains relatively stable,

though not as booming as Walmart's, but the large population of Tokyo has led to a gradual recovery in sales.

Of course, their temporary peace is only based on Walmart's current eight branches.

Once Walmart embarks on its planned expansion, the day when its true intentions are revealed will arrive.

Rogupta, who was stationed in Japan at the time of the opening, has now returned to the US headquarters satisfied.

No one dares to say that spending tens of billions to enter the Japanese market was a foolish move. All Walmart employees and

shareholders are holding their breath, expecting him to create another miracle.

Encouraged by Walmart, Carrefour in Chiba has recently shown renewed signs of activity. The proposal for three flagship stores

in Tokyo , has once again been placed on the desk of the French headquarters. I believe Walmart's success has certainly

inspired Carrefour. As another large-scale foreign retailer, Carrefour is confident it won't be inferior to Walmart,

and at least won't be as strong as its Japanese counterparts.

With the storm approaching, Yaohan, Seibu, Tobu, and others have considered temporarily retreating and strengthening

their development in the Kansai region. However, the Tokyo market is simply too large; no one is willing

to give it up unless absolutely necessary.

Lily hasn't called much. Since she chose to trust me, there's no turning back.

Her primary focus should be on developing the fourteen SOGO stores well; everything else she can only hope for is that I don't

disappoint her at the last minute.

Every move Walmart makes in Japan is compiled by Lily and sent to my email

. It's not just me searching for their weaknesses; elite Japanese businessmen like Masatoshi Ito also

hope to find a way to completely defeat Walmart and bring honor to their country's department store industry.

September 16th arrived in the blink of an eye, the seventh day of my treatment of Mrs. Linda.

Mrs. Linda is still unconscious, but I know it's only a matter of time before she does.

Right now the only remaining poison in her body is in her feet, a negligible area that poses no threat.

Through several days of treatment and observation, I've gained a general understanding of the "Seven-Colored Poison." I believe that next time

I encounter it, as long as the victim still has a breath left, I can save them.

Because I wanted Mrs. Linda to see me first after she woke up, with my permission, Powell, dressed in sterile

clothing, stood outside with Fuminaga Akira. His anxious pacing in the outer hallway of the operating room caused the

passing doctors and nurses to frown, but considering his status, no one voiced their criticism.

Fuminaga Akira was completely different; patiently waiting at the door, he showed no sign of impatience.

After a long wait, Kyoka and I emerged from inside. Powell looked at me with eager eyes: "Sir,

did it work?"

I nodded and said calmly, "She can be transferred to a regular ward now. If you like,

you can stay by her side."

"Ah, thank you! Thank you, sir!" Powell beamed. "If it weren't for you, I really wouldn't

know what to do. We'll definitely come back to thank you again after Linda recovers."

"No need for thanks. Just don't take her around unless it's absolutely necessary," I said coldly. "Also, she

needs a month of rest. It's best if she doesn't go back to the United States during this period; staying in Japan is fine."

"Okay, okay!" Powell agreed as he followed the surgical cart as it was wheeled out to the regular ward.

As we walked out of the hospital , Linda was still his primary concern.

The U.S. Marines standing outside were lined up in two rows. As soon as they saw me

, the leading officer shouted, "Salute!"

All the soldiers saluted in unison; their authority and respect were evident.

Since they learned who this doctor was, they felt an added sense of pride: Look, the world's best

doctor is from America.

Following behind me, even Tominaga Akira and Kyoka felt a surge of emotion. How many people in the world could be so

respected ?

Outside the hospital, Japanese police officers were waiting.

Many , and surprisingly, even Kobayashi Renryo, who was supposed to be investigating the case outside, was there.

"Mr. Nak!" Kobayashi Renryo, standing at the front, called out loudly, "Thank you for speaking up for me. The only way I

can repay you is to apprehend the criminals as soon as possible and restore peace to the world."

I didn't reply, only nodded to him, and then got into the luxury van.

Kobayashi Renryo wasn't offended. He knew this renowned doctor wasn't one for words, only for action, and that was

precisely he admired about the doctor, and he looked up to me as a role model.

Little did he know, this man he respected was also the leader of the group he most wanted to capture!

Watching our car leave, a shifty-looking man darted up behind Kobayashi Renryo, leaned close to his ear

, and whispered, "Deputy Minister, we have intelligence!"

"Hmm?"

A glint of light flashed in Kobayashi Renryo's eyes…

Back in Tokyo, it was only noon.

I, along with Tominaga Akira and Kyoka, finished the clinic work that had accumulated over the past few days, and it was only the afternoon.

After discussing the medical examinations for the wealthy patients to be conducted tomorrow, Tominaga Akira was about to go out to inspect the wards when I stopped

him and handed him a stack of documents from Kyoka.

Tominaga Akira looked at the heading, "Toxicity Analysis of the Seven-Colored Poison of Camisard in Linda Powell,"

and was startled: "Sir, what is this?"

Without looking up, I looked at the data for tomorrow's wealthy patients' medical examinations: "Take this back and take a good look at it. When

you have some free time in a few days, go and reconstruct these toxins for me. If you don't understand anything, come and ask me."

"Ah...yes!" Tominaga Akira bowed repeatedly, sobbing, "Sir, I won't

let you down...I, I'll definitely study it carefully..."

Seeing Tominaga Akira run out of the room beaming, Kyoka couldn't help but chime in after closing the conference room door: "

Toshio ...what's so good about this toxicology analysis you wrote? He's so happy even when asked to study poisons!"

I pulled her onto my lap and sat her down: "Kyoka, you good-for-nothing little thing, compared to Tominaga Akira

's diligence, you're far behind."

Kyoka pouted: "When have I ever been good-for-nothing? I remember every detail you taught me

clearly, and I review it several times when I get back. Don't you think my eyesight and surgical skills

have improved significantly recently?"

"That's not what I meant." I tapped her delicate nose. "I meant her attitude towards medicine. I

taught you step by step , and if there's still no progress, then I, this miracle doctor, can retire... But Tominaga Akira is different;

he relies entirely on his own efforts. That analysis report I just gave him was based on my experience. The toxicity it contained is

similar to that of many modern plant toxins. If we can reduce the toxicity, list it, and use it for various medical research projects, and then treat it

accordingly , wouldn't

that benefit countless people?" "Oh, I see. You're giving him an opportunity to enhance his knowledge of toxicity reduction through your teaching

, thereby gaining more experience." Kyoka smiled playfully. "Don't I know?

You're rewarding him for his excellent performance in Hokkaido, for not being a third wheel."

"No." I said seriously, "Do you know why I had him waiting outside?"

"Yes, I know. Of course, it's because I don't want him to know about your internal energy cultivation, because it would lead others to think

of many other identities."

"Not only that, but also because I wanted to test Tominaga Akira's character."

"Character? Isn't he good? He's respectful to you, acting like a proper disciple," Kyoka

said .

"Yes, he does act like a proper disciple." I stroked the beauty's hair and sighed, "Do you know

why so many unique skills in China, whether it's medicine, food, sculpture, porcelain, calligraphy, etc., have been lost

?"

"No," Kyoka replied decisively.

"It's because many masters, seeing their disciples' obedience, taught them skills to make a living. Later, the disciples

surpassed , but the masters only ended up with a tragic fate... Gradually, the masters stopped teaching their disciples seriously

and only taught their own children. But their own children aren't necessarily very talented, and even if they learned something, they might not be able to apply it

well . So slowly, it went from mediocrity to being lost..."

"You wanted to test Tominaga Akira's character before deciding whether to teach him anything?" Kyoka seemed to

understand .

I nodded. "If he were a malicious person, my obvious distrust would make him restless and agitated

even while waiting outside. But did you see Tominaga Akira like that?"

Kyoka thought for a moment, then shook her head slightly. "No, he wasn't. Every time we came out, he

sat by the door."

"Having a calm demeanor is one of the essential qualities of a doctor." I kissed Kyoka's rosy cheek

. "Rest tonight; we have things to do tomorrow."

"Okay..." The beauty obediently stood up. Although she was clingy, she knew how to care for others. She had naturally seen the efforts I had made these

past few days in treating Mrs. Linda.

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