The girl's funeral took place two days later. The classmates spontaneously show up to see Jessica off—except for Luna. She locked herself in her home for the past two days, repenting and reflecting on what she had done.

Jessica's parents were very tolerant. They thought it would be great that Luna, as their daughter's friend, an 8-year-old child, could save people. What's more, on that occasion, even if you change to a skilled surgeon, you may not have the power to recover. After the funeral, several close friends go to Luna's house to comfort her and persuade her to cheer up. Teachers are more self-blaming and don't blame a child for things. The school is busy negotiating compensation with parents. The father, who has always been harsh, has no usual admonitions, only a simple sentence.

"This is the experience you have left for yourself, and slowly realize the responsibility of a doctor."

The only thing that can't forgive Luna is Luna herself. No amount of understanding and comfort can erase her remorse. The child's thinking is very simple, and it will not change if he recognizes it. If I had tried, if I had mastered all those methods, if I had been prepared, Jessica would not have died. The thought was nailed to Luna's mind.

"It's all ...... My fault ......"

It was only a week after the funeral that Luna adjusted her mindset, recovered from her injuries, and returned to school. The night before, she found a photo album in her room, flipping through the pages.

There are photos of her at school, and apart from her, Jessica has appeared the most. Two inseparable friends, take pictures and like to get together. Jessica is an outgoing personality that is easily recognizable to people who don't know her – just look for the one with the biggest smile.

Luna picks up a photo of the two of them, which is the first photo of the two after Jessica won the 100-meter race at the sports day when she first entered the school. Luna carefully pulls out the photograph and places it in an empty frame on her desk.

Under the blue sky, on the playground, Jessica held up the award with one hand and put the other hand on Luna's shoulder, hugging her and smiling happily with her face to face. This joyous scene conjures up in Luna's mind, turning into a terrifying scene. Bright red blood, torn body, powerless plea for help...... Just looking at the photograph brings Luna's mind back to that point in time, the moment when Jessica's life slowly dissipates before her eyes. She covered her face and wept alone.

That's exactly what she's trying to do – to punish herself with mental masochism and to carry remorse. This is an 8-year-old child who made a vow of his own accord.

"Never, let this happen again!"

From then on, Luna completely pushed herself on the path of studying medicine, and judged the two of them. After school, she finished her homework as quickly as she could, and then plunged headlong into a room full of medical books, using the best comprehension she could have at that age, to study little by little.

In her spare time, she works as a trainee nurse at the clinic as before. After the assigned work is done, find other work to do, even if it is to fetch water and take out the garbage. If you don't know something, ask your father or observe how others do it, and you'll soon be able to grasp it. There are fewer patients catching up with the clinic, and with Luna around, the other nurses will have nothing to do. Her hunger and thirst surprised others, and her leaps and bounds delighted his father.

By the fifth grade, Luna quickly graduated from nursing. Majoring in surgery, she has grown into a well-known doctor who can take charge of her own affairs. Ordinary surgical conditions and bruises and sprains do not require Vidkan to deal with them at all. At first, people were worried that such an unqualified little girl was playing doctor games in the clinic. When they witness Luna's skillful technique, they are dispelled from all doubts. It is believed that at Luna's rate of progress, in a few years, she may not even be able to have surgery.

*****

On December 22, 129 New Era, three days before Christmas, the streets were lit up to announce the early arrival of the festive season. As soon as they get off work, many people can't wait to eat, drink and have fun. As a result, there are more customers in the clinic, who are basically overeating and causing gastrointestinal discomfort, as well as various fancy injuries. When you are happy, you forget to take care of your body, and there are not a few such people.

In order to cope with the peak, Widkan has long been prepared. Everyone had dinner in advance and was ready for it. For the next four days, the clinic's closing hours were extended from 6 a.m. to 10 a.m.

Last year, the clinic was expanded to three floors with additional equipment, medicines and manpower. The flower of Widkan's dream has finally sprouted. His clinic will become a private hospital in the future, and the more nervous he is, the more he can't mess around. Widkan is even more excited when he's busy, and he always sees it as an opportunity to test everyone's business skills.

The lobby on the first floor is divided into two areas, east and west, with the east side for internal medicine and the west side for surgery. Patients with more severe symptoms are personally received by Widkan, who guards the third floor.

Luna is in charge of the surgical department, which is her forte, and she is accompanied by four nurses. In fact, their job is basically to collect money and receive people, as Luna can do it all herself.

Sending one of the wounded away, and immediately walking in another, didn't affect Luna's tactics in the slightest. Her calmness and composure surprised every patient, even though she was a teenager, she was as steady as an old doctor with more than ten years of experience. After a busy few hours, Luna's office was finally empty.

"Anything else?"

The nurse shouted at the registration desk in the west hall, but no one answered, and it was about 8 o'clock in the evening, and the nurse breathed a sigh of relief. Just after the peak, it seems that it is possible to take a break for a while.

"Please...... Wait a minute......"

The nurse looked at it and couldn't help but look disgusted. It was a boy, wearing a dirty torn cotton jacket, his hair was unkempt, and his face had not been washed for a long time. The boy's left arm was not sleeved, but hidden in the padded jacket, and a dirty hand was exposed, and a small stream of blood was dripping down the hand, dripping little by little on his fingertips.

"What's wrong with you, little friend?" Out of politeness, the nurse asked him anyway.

"Arm...... Hurt ......"

It's no wonder that the boy's breath isn't smooth yet. It's snowing outside, so walking in the snow like this must be tiring and cold. The nurse saw that he didn't seem to be seriously injured, so she went to the computer to do it, and spit out a case sheet from the printer.

"You register first, and then go to that house."

Since there was no one else, the nurse pointed directly to Luna's office. The boy listened to the nurse's words, was silent, and did not take a step, his thoughts were clear to the nurse, and the money was poor. The registration fee of 30 Ang dollars (Ambras Union currency unit) is a high price in the local area, which is higher than some hospitals. But that's the price set by Widkan, and people don't care, after all, the service here is really worth the price.

After a stalemate for a while, the nurse saw that the boy could not come up with the money and wanted to drive him away. The boy slowly reached into his pocket with his right hand, fumbled for it, took out three 10 yen bills, and handed them to the nurse. The nurse was surprised by her fingers.

"Let's go inside."

Taking the nurse's case sheet, the boy walked into Luna's room without saying a word. Luna is sitting on the couch reading a book. As soon as the boy entered the house, she immediately closed the book and set it aside.

"Hello, please take a seat."

Luna had seen countless patients in five years, and the boy's outfit did not surprise her, and she could see the bleeding hand at a glance. I was surprised by the boy, the girl in front of him who was the same age as himself was actually a doctor, and he didn't care about himself at all, compared with those adults who gave him a face all day long, the difference was too great.

"Take off your padded jacket."

The boy obediently took off his padded jacket, which contained only a vest. Luna gently lifts the boy's arm, asking how the boy feels. The wound is below the shoulder, in the middle of the upper arm, about 5 cm long, the amount of bleeding is not small, hemostasis is the highest priority.

Luna won't make the same mistakes she made back then. She first washed the blood off with disinfectant water, disinfected the wound, and then skillfully used pressure to reduce the amount of bleeding, an action she practiced every day. The soft fingers pressed hard against the boy's collarbone, and the boy blushed - he had never let a girl touch him.

"How did you get hurt?"

"Someone slashed with a knife."

The boy whispered, he regretted it after saying it, how could a normal person be cut by a knife for no reason? Would the girl have guessed it? Guessed that he was actually a petty thief, and he was cut because his stealing was exposed?

He was worried a lot, so Luna didn't have such a complicated mind, she only asked out of the need for treatment. Seeing that the hemostasis had an effect, the next step was bandaging, and Luna pulled the bandage and finished the job expertly.

"This should be fine, be careful not to let the wound come into contact with water or dust, and don't let the arm muscles tense too tightly."

This advice is routine, but for the boy, it is a direct word. His parents died early, and he had no other relatives, so he could only rely on petty theft and mix up for a few years. Being beaten and scolded is commonplace, and he is used to being looked down upon and looked down upon by others, including the nurse just now.

Hearing Luna's words, the boy bowed his head and did not answer, his hands twisting and rubbing. Luna was afraid that he hadn't heard clearly, so she raised her voice an octave again.

"Next, change the gauze every three days, take anti-inflammatory drugs every day, I will write the name of the medicine for you, and go to the dispensing room in the hall to get the medicine."

The boy gratefully took a note with the name of the medicine from Luna's hand, as if he had received a holy decree. He was reluctant to carry it in his pocket, so he ran out with it. In front of Luna, he had an inexplicable throbbing, and although he didn't want to be like a fool, he couldn't speak.

Arriving at the dispensing room, the boy handed the note to the nurse inside. The other party looked and took down a few boxes from the cabinet full of medicines behind him.

"These are the anti-inflammatory drugs you use every day, do you want to go back and use them yourself, or will we help you fight them?"

The boy chooses to come to the clinic so that he may be able to see Luna.

"Okay, let's hit it for the first time in a while, and remember to come every day in the future."

The nurse made a few quick clicks on the calculator.

"A total of 286 Anyuan."

The boy's embarrassment is on full display. The registration fee just now is not all, but there is only some change left in the pocket. I haven't eaten dinner yet, what should I do? Forget it, it's bandaged anyway, it's anti-inflammatory or something, it doesn't matter if you don't fight, right?

Seeing that the boy did not move, the nurse guessed that he had no money. However, she still took out the medicine bottle and needle and prepared it for the infusion. Suddenly, the short figure in front of the cash register disappeared, and she looked up to see that the boy had just pushed open the door of the clinic and rushed out.

He just ran, for fear that the nurse would drag him back to stick the needle, and he slipped on the ice. The freshly bandaged arm came into close contact with the ground, causing unusual pain. The boy was unaware that his injuries could worsen. In his world, there are only two kinds of feelings, pain and no pain, and the former accounts for the majority, so this pain is nothing. He gritted his teeth, held the ground with his right hand, and stood up little by little.

"What are you doing?"

A panting but powerful voice stopped the boy, it was Luna. Hearing from the nurse that the boy had escaped, she chased him out wearing only a down jacket. Fortunately, the boy fell, otherwise she would not have been able to catch up.

Seeing Luna, the boy turned his head away and subconsciously hid his left arm. Luna stepped forward to help him up.

"Fell, didn't you? Let's go, come back with me and see, you still need to reduce inflammation. ”

She dragged the boy away, and the boy struggled back, and Luna looked at him quizzically.

"Why run?"

The boy's face flushed before he squeezed out a few words.

"I don't have ...... money"

"If you don't have money, you won't see a doctor? If you don't have money, you don't want to die? Come back with me. ”

Pulling the boy, Luna resolutely walked towards the clinic. The boy's worst fears are easily denied, and his body is left to Luna's way.

"If you don't take good care of your wounds, you'll die when they get infected."

Luna said seriously. For her, keeping the boy was not only her duty, but also her act of fulfilling her vows, so that the scenes of the past would not be repeated.

"I'm not going to let you die."

Luna was a child, after all, and her words were exaggerated, but the boy listened warmly. The long-lost gratitude seems to have regained its chances of seeing the light of day. He didn't know why Luna was so adamant. And the girl's concern for herself has been well conveyed.

Since then, the boy has been getting his injections on time every day, and his medical bills end up being paid by Luna out of her own pocket. It's commonplace, just as usual as she's busy in the clinic every day. When the injection was administered, the boy always wanted to talk to Luna, but never had the opportunity, because in recent days, reporters from TV and newspapers have been in and out of the clinic and surrounding Luna.

Unbeknownst to the boy, when he was being dragged back to the clinic by Luna, a TV reporter happened to pass by and witness the scene. The next day, he came to the clinic with a videographer. On Christmas Eve, a story called "Angels of Christmas Eve" was brought to the screen. Other media outlets have come to interview them in turn. In their reports, Luna is referred to as an "angel", and the name quickly spreads.

Luna hates those reporters, it's annoying for them to ask themselves the same questions over and over again. But my father liked them very much, and whenever a reporter came, he received them warmly. This is exactly what Widkan needs, and the media publicity will expand the reputation of the clinic and allow him to accelerate on the road to his dreams. On more than one occasion, he tried to persuade Luna to be patient with the interview, and Luna reluctantly agreed.

After that, Luna really reached her peak.

*****

The capital of Vidière, Couaiser, is home to the University of Couaiser, the largest medical temple in the country. It is recognized as the highest level of medical school in the world, and the facilities, staff, and quality of teaching are impeccable. The school has a history of 200 years and has 15 branches, mainly the medical school. There are also 6 nationally recognized scientific research institutions.

Most of the students who graduate from here join the medical team with honor. It is even said that as long as you can graduate, whether you are practicing medicine or not, you will be looked up to.

But more than these, another function, or mission, of the school can be seen more about its status, which is to award the Order of Yatuk, which is more difficult than passing the qualification exam.

Yatuk was a doctor who lived during the War of the Century and was widely known for his medical skills. He has a heart that treats life as equals and does his best to heal the patient, no matter what his identity is. On one occasion, he also reached out to the enemy soldiers who came to their door to help them and heal their wounds.

However, the reality is harsh. A few days later, Yatuk's hometown was attacked, and he was killed by the despicable enemy soldiers he had cured, and his good deeds were not reciprocated. After the war, people swore that they could not let the great doctor leave with disappointment, so the Order of Yatuk was born.

The medal is shaped like a pair of hands held up, and in the center is a heart, symbolizing caring for life. The exterior is gilded and shiny, meaning the light of life.

The first investiture ceremony was held in the first year of the New Era, and since then it has been held every four to five years. The Medical Council will search for three doctors of great skill and virtue among the doctors of the country and award them the Order of Yatuk. This is the highest honor of a doctor, the supreme affirmation.

At the beginning of the 49th year of the new era, the Order of Yatuk went abroad and faced the world. After the end of the War of the Shadows, in New Chronicle 97, the world government elevated the Order of Yatuk to an international honor in order to promote the spirit of humanitarianism, and established a strict review process.

So far, only three of the awards have been held elsewhere, the others at the University of Cousser. On July 12, 139 a.m., at 9 a.m., this year's award ceremony officially began in the school auditorium.

The auditorium, which can accommodate 40,000 people, was filled with guests from all over the world. The podium was illuminated by gentle spotlights, and the host's position was arranged on the west side of the podium, with a large LED screen in the middle. According to the process, the vice president of the committee presided over the ceremony, and he had to tell the story of Yatuk in poetic language, and finally ended with "passing on the selfless medical virtue to future generations forever", and then it was the award.

Before the winner takes the stage, the host will read out the reasons for his selection and play a filmed video to give people a general idea of the winner. Then, in the applause, the winners came up from the east side of the podium to communicate with the host and accept questions from several special guests. Finally, the chairman of the committee will confer the award.

Sometimes, the award is given to someone else, such as the head of a similar institution in another country, past laureates, presidents, vice presidents of the World Government Medical Cooperation Association, and so on.

Today's award is made by the President of the Medical Council. The process ahead is the same as in the past, and after the audience saw off the first two people with applause, the last person appeared on the stage.

The vice president of the presiding meeting cleared his throat and adjusted his breathing. Each action sends a signal to the audience that the people who are going to play below are not ordinary.

"Next, there is the last winner. The reason why she was placed last was because her appearance was the finale of the ceremony. So far, our youngest winner is 31 years old. But this record will be broken today. ”

The movie starts playing on the screen. Then, the winner, who broke the record for the youngest to win the prize, walked to the podium wearing a white shirt and pink skirt and walking in a heel tucked away in his heels. She has a generous posture, does not squint, and as soon as she stands in the center of the podium, she faces everyone and bows gracefully.

"Hi guys, I'm Luna Sarudo."

*****

The media hailed Luna as a genius, and Widkan's clinic quickly became the spotlight. When Luna was in junior high school, Widkan, who already had enough financial resources, bought two plots of land near the clinic, demolished the former bank and restaurant, and expanded the clinic into a hospital. The daughter is famous, and the hospital has taken the first step, and Widkan can be described as proud. And that's just the prologue.

As she enters junior high school, Luna's motivation to study continues unabated. At the age of 15, when she graduated from junior high school, she passed the medical qualification exam, which shocked the whole of Videa, and few people in history can pass the exam in her teens. As Luna walks out of the Medical Council building with her credentials, she is surrounded by hordes of reporters. She answered only a few questions cursoryly and fled under the cover of her father. However, the media learned more details from Widkan's mouth, and the reports about Luna were overwhelming for a while.

That same year, Luna was spotted by a medical university. The school sends someone to talk to Widkan in the hope that Luna will come to them to further her education. Widkan reserved his opinion and sent the messenger away. In fact, Widkan had already made a calculation. He firmly believes that Luna is a once-in-a-century talent, and as a father, it is necessary to have a good future for her. So, except for the University of Cousser, everything else is not under consideration.

And Luna, who is in high school, is still not idle for a moment. Like a sponge absorbing water, she endlessly absorbed all kinds of knowledge, and also began to dabble in drug research.

In 134 of the new era, Luna invented the "Modified Medicine Pump Technology" for postoperative analgesia. This kind of medicine pump can judge and choose analgesics according to the patient's physical condition, and at the same time recommend the dosage, the injection can be controlled by the patient, or it can be handed over to the computer system of the medicine pump to judge by itself, so as to achieve on-demand administration, not only to achieve the purpose of analgesia, but also to minimize the side effects of analgesics.

It's easy to say, but in practice, it requires a sophisticated program to be designed. However, there were no opportunities for experimentation in the hospital, so Luna wrote a paper on the technique and published it in the medical journal Kuaiser White Curtain and its forums.

It was the University of Coaiser that gave her the opportunity. A master's supervisor was so surprised to see Luna's theory that he gave up his sabbatical and went to visit Luna at Goldley, despite his family's objections. During the conversation, the mentor was quite satisfied with the rich knowledge and pragmatic attitude displayed by this young doctor who had not yet graduated from high school. In particular, when it comes to how to perceive the patient's bodily mechanisms, Luna does not speak in the air, but proposes detailed technical details and solutions. The mentor was excited, glad that he had met a thousand-mile horse.

The rest came naturally. The mentor recommended Luna's theories, along with herself, to the school's medical research institute. Four months later, Luna's theory took shape.

Luna, on the other hand, naturally graduated early and became a master's student at the University of Cousser. Next, fate continues to favor the girl, as if to make amends for Jessica's death. Her improved pump technology was patented and put into clinical use. After graduating from university in 138, he was recommended as a candidate for the Order of Yatuk, and was awarded the Order of Merit the following year.