Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 1003 Deng Tietao, the leading figure of traditional Chinese medicine in Lingnan, Lord Fang, I betrayed you again! (Bonus chapter for monthly votes: 3 chapters)

Because he had already spoken to Shen Huaimin, Fang Yan planned to go to Shen Huaimin first, and then have him introduce him to Deng Tietao.

Therefore, these two cans of tea in my hand are definitely not enough.

Before going, I visited a local shop and bought some local pastries.

The driver, speaking in dialect, took us to a pastry shop at No. 67, Dishipu Road, Liwan District.

It is said that the pastry shop, named Lianxianglou, was founded in the fifteenth year of the Guangxu Emperor's reign, which was 1889.

It specializes in lotus seed paste products, and I bought some recommended chicken biscuits and wife cakes.

Chicken biscuits have a perfect balance of sweet and savory flavors, and are filled with pork, peanuts, sesame seeds, and other fillings. They are fragrant, crispy, and delicious.

Wife cake has a crispy outer crust and a soft, chewy filling that is sweet but not cloying.

Then they drove to Guangzhou University of Chinese Medicine, which is located at No. 52 Maxing Street.

Fang Yan divided the gift into two parts in the car: one for Shen Huaimin and the other for Deng Tietao.

It was already 2 p.m., and Shen Huaimin should have already finished eating when he got home.

A short while later, the car stopped in front of the First Affiliated Hospital of Guangzhou University of Chinese Medicine, where the slogan "Saving lives and healing the wounded, practicing revolutionary humanitarianism" was particularly eye-catching on the red brick wall.

Fang Yan got out of the car carrying the gift box. Under the sycamore tree in front of the outpatient building, several doctors in white coats were discussing something around an old-fashioned bicycle.

Someone noticed the dialect spoken by the person getting out of the Hongqi sedan and reminded the crowd.

Officials frequently visit the First Affiliated Hospital of Guangzhou University of Chinese Medicine for treatment, and Hongqi cars are actually quite common. Besides those seeking medical care, officials also come to deliver gifts and make visits.

But it's quite rare to see someone so young get out of a car.

"Comrade, is Dr. Shen Huaimin in the hospital?" Fang Yan asked, offering cigarettes to everyone as he did so.

The doctors didn't stand on ceremony; after accepting the gifts, they responded in somewhat broken Mandarin:

"What a coincidence, he just got back a short while ago."

One of the doctors then asked:
"Judging from your accent, you're not from around here, are you?"

Fang Yan nodded:
"I'm from Beijing, and this is my identification." He said, taking out his research institute credentials.

Everyone took it and looked at it:
"Oh, the director of the China Academy of Traditional Chinese Medicine!?"

"Huh?" The people around were surprised.

"Oh? Let me see!"

"So young?"

Then pointing to the names above:
"look here……"

"dialect!"

"Isn't that the 'dialect'?"

Then someone said:

"Huaimin definitely knows. Go to the gatehouse and call him, tell him to come out!"

"You take Director Fang to sit under the tree and I'll go make the call!"

Then the person holding the ID returned it to Fang Yan and said:

"Director Fang, please wait a moment. My colleague is going to make a call. It's comfortable under the shade of the trees here, please come over!"

"Thank you!" Fang Yan took the documents and stood under the shade of a tree.

"What brings Director Fang all the way from Beijing to Guangzhou?" a doctor with a glass of dried sea buckthorn fruit asked Fang Yan.

Fang Yan responded with a smile:
"On a business trip, I'll take the opportunity to visit my friend's mentor."

Some people were surprised:

"Dr. Shen?"

Shaking his head in dialect:

"No, it's Deng Tietao, I'm Xiao Chengzhi's friend."

Everyone suddenly realized:

"I see!"

Then someone finally couldn't help but ask:
"So you're that Fang Yan from the capital who... cured idiopathic pulmonary interstitial fibrosis?"

Fang Yan nodded and said:
"it's me."

After hearing the dialect confirmed, everyone came up to shake hands:
"So it's Dr. Fang! It's a pleasure to meet you!"

"I've heard of you before, but I never expected to meet you today."

After shaking hands with everyone, Fang Yan cupped his hands and said:

"You all flatter me."

Then someone asked:

"I heard that Americans and Japanese have come to you asking for the secret recipe?"

Dialect of surprise:

"You guys are so well-informed!"

They said with a smile:

"News from Hong Kong!"

Nodding in dialect:

"Yes, that's true, but I haven't given them to them yet."

Immediately afterward, someone said:

"Don't give them to me, they're all bad people..."

Just then, Shen Huaimin's voice came from afar:

"Brother Fang!"

Fang Yan turned around and saw Shen Huaimin jogging over.

He waved his hand:

"Brother Shen!"

Then he cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to the other doctors and said:

"See you later, everyone!"

"Good!" The doctors nodded.

"Why did you arrive so quickly?" Shen Huaimin asked Fang Yan. Fang Yan took the gift bag from the driver, then shook it and said:

"I came here specifically to see you. Please introduce me to Mr. Deng."

After saying that, he handed a net bag to Shen Huaimin:
"These are pastries from Lianxianglou, I brought them for you."

Shen Huaimin was a little embarrassed:

"Oh, you're too kind!"

However, he immediately took it and greeted the person in the dialect:

“Let’s go, I happen to be free right now, I’ll take you to find my master.”

"I told him about you as soon as I got back today..."

Fang Yan handed the driver a pack of cigarettes, asking him to wait there, before following Shen Huaiming into the hospital.

Shen Huaimin led Fang Yan towards the back alley of the hospital, past the outpatient building, through a nursery full of mugwort, and at the end of the bluestone path was a residential area for hospital staff.

Besides several ten-story buildings, there are also some separate two-story villas with courtyards.

Shen Huaimin led Fang Yan to one of the buildings and knocked on the door. Two red dogs, just like the ones in Fang Yan's house, ran over warily from the courtyard inside. Upon seeing Shen Huaimin, they immediately wagged their tails.

“These two dogs were given to him by patients from nearby villages. The larger male dog is named ‘A-Xing,’ and the smaller female dog is named ‘A-Ju.’ They are very intelligent and understanding,” Shen Huaimin said to Fang Yan.

Fang Yan nodded and looked through the fence into the yard. He saw that the yard was paved with irregular granite tiles, and a clump of night-blooming cereus was growing at the base of the east wall. Its thick stems climbed up the bamboo trellis and grew upwards, with a few unopened flower buds hanging at the top, shaped like celadon wine pots.

On the west side stands a longan tree as tall as a person, its branches laden with small, green fruits. Beneath the tree sits a weathered stone table, upon which lie scattered several dried herbs: dark brown tangerine peel, pale yellow chrysanthemums, and a few stems of selfheal with roots.

Near the eaves, there was a gleaming iron medicine grinder.

Directly opposite the gate is a two-story building with beige lime plaster on the exterior walls. On the second-floor windowsill is a row of earthenware pots filled with perilla and scallion seedlings.

The screen door on the first floor was open, revealing a rosewood octagonal table in the living room. On the table were a rough pottery teapot and several blue-rimmed teacups. On the wall hung a New Year's picture of "Shennong Tasting Hundreds of Herbs," and on either side were yellowed couplets: "May all people in the world be free from illness, why should we care if the medicine on the shelf gathers dust?"

"Huaimin, is that you?" A strong voice called out from the second-floor rooftop.

"Master, Brother Fang is here!" Shen Huaimin called out loudly.

The voice upstairs paused for a second, then responded:
"Okay, here we come!"

Then came the sound of people coming downstairs.

A moment later, a middle-aged man who looked to be in his fifties and wore glasses lifted the screen door.

Two red dogs ran up to him, their tails wagging like propellers, and they whimpered affectionately.

"Ah Xing, Ah Ju, go, go lie down over there, don't scare the guests."

As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, the two dogs immediately ran away and disappeared.

The middle-aged man came to the door and greeted them, speaking in dialect:

"come in!"

The middle-aged man had jet-black hair, neatly combed, and wore a pair of slightly worn round-framed glasses on his nose. Behind the lenses, his eyes were bright and spirited, and although the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were deep, they exuded a vigorous and energetic spirit. No one would guess that he was over sixty years old.

Fang Yan knew that this was Deng Tietao.

He once studied Tai Chi and Baguazhang under Fu Zhensong, and like his teacher Lu Donghua, he was a master of martial arts who had practiced for many years.

This man is already 62 years old, but he looks like he's only in his early fifties.

Every gesture and movement reveals the presence of a martial arts practitioner.

Deng Tietao smiled and pushed open the gate, extending his hand in invitation. Fang Yan glanced at it and noticed that his palm was covered with rough calluses, and there was a faint trace of medicine on the base of his thumb.

He smiled and said in dialect:

"I've long heard of a doctor in the capital who dares to use strong remedies, and today I finally get to see him in person." He stepped aside to make way, rolling up his shirt sleeves two inches to reveal a faded cloth bracelet on his wrist.

Fang Yan cupped his hands in greeting:

"I've long admired your name!"

Deng Tietao said with a smile:
"Haha, Chengzhi mentioned you several times in his letter, saying that you are proficient in various methods and extremely good at treating difficult and complicated diseases. He wrote about your medical cases in a letter he sent half a month ago, and I gave three lectures on it at the school."

Fang Yan never expected that Xiao Chengzhi would do something like this.

He cupped his hands in greeting and said:
"I also learned a lot of the skills you taught me from him, and I benefited greatly..."

Deng Tietao was taken aback for a moment, then laughed.

The dialect is saying that Xiao Chengzhi gave up his sect's skills in exchange.

They really are young!

She can't keep a secret.

"Your yard is so well-maintained," Fang Yan said, changing the subject and admiring the yard.

"They're just some flowers and plants, grown for experiments," Deng Tietao said with a smile, waving his hand as he led Fang Yan into the living room.

The interior was simply furnished, with an old-fashioned grandfather clock on a rosewood wooden table. The ticking of the clock's pendulum carried a faint scent of mugwort.

On the wall hangs a calligraphy work of an excerpt from the Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic, signed "Written by Tie Tao in the Gengshen year". On the bamboo bookshelf below, classics such as the Compendium of Materia Medica and the Treatise on Febrile Diseases are neatly stacked, with yellowed labels affixed to their spines.

"Please sit down, don't be shy." Deng Tietao took out tea leaves from an earthenware jar next to the bookshelf.

Fang Yan also placed her gift on the coffee table.

At this moment, Deng Tietao turned around and was slightly taken aback when he saw the words "Special Supply to the Central Government" on the tea canister.

He seemed to have figured something out:
"Oh, by the way, I heard you also became an apprentice of Jiao Shude from the Central Medical Group?"

"You've learned all the techniques of the two great insect doctors, Nan Zhu and Bei Jiao!"

Fang Yan was taken aback, thinking to himself:

Good heavens, Xiao Chengzhi betrayed him again?

Could it be that this guy... went to the capital to gather intelligence?
Fang Yan cupped his hands in greeting and said:
"It was all thanks to Director Liao's help that I was able to become Master Jiao's apprentice, and there's still so much I haven't learned yet."

While instructing Shen Huaimin to boil water and make tea, Deng Tietao said:
"That's because your superiors value your abilities."

After saying that, he asked curiously:
"By the way, I also heard that you and Huaimin saved a patient on the plane today."

"You used the Si Ni San powder that you always carry with you? I don't know how you processed aconite into powder?"

He said in dialect:

"Oh, you mean that... it's a technology from our research institute."

PS: After finishing this chapter, I still owe everyone 84000 words.

That's all for today, please come early tomorrow.

Lao Feng is working hard to write tomorrow's code.

(End of this chapter)