Zhou Qingshan
He was twenty-one years old at the time, standing on the mountain road panting, his white shirt soaked with sweat and sticking to his body. The setting sun was sinking from the mountain col in the west, and the clouds in the sky were dyed dark red, as if the mountains were burning. A few wisps of smoke rose from the village in the distance, thin and faint, looming in the dusk. He thought, this place is so far away.
What he didn't know was that he would stay in the mountains for thirty years.
Thirty years is enough time to turn a young boy into a middle-aged man with gray hair, enough time to turn a muddy mountain road into a cement highway, and enough time to turn a health center with only two people into a township hospital with more than a dozen medical staff. In thirty years, he has also changed from a pursuer to a pursued person, from a disciple to a master, from "Little Zhou" to "Doctor Zhou", and then to "Old Zhou".
