Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 1036 Pretending to be a newbie in dialect, my master "Feng Yuxiu" (Bonus chapter for 3 monthly votes)

Li Chunfang nodded.

Fang Yan scratched his head, feigning confusion, and said:

“Grandpa, your pulse… seems a bit unstable, like leaves swaying in the wind.”

He deliberately softened his tone, pretending to be unsure, "Your pulse feels empty, like it has no strength. Have you been feeling tired lately?"

As he spoke, he pointed to Li Chunfang's fingernails:
“Look at these fingernails, they’re a bit bluish. My master once said that this looks like… like cold air getting into the body and causing trouble?” He deliberately used the slang term “causing trouble” to make himself seem ignorant of medical knowledge.

Although Li Chunfang was panicking, she was beginning to understand what was going on.

Then, in dialect, he continued:
"When I pressed that indentation on the inside of your wrist (Neiguan acupoint) just now, did you feel a lot of soreness? I guess you might be... maybe you're tired and have caught a chill?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Ah Ji's eyes as he said to Fang Yan:

"Young Master Lin, you really hit the nail on the head. My grandfather sat by the window for a long time last night and wiped his hands with cold water this morning. I guess he caught a cold."

Fang Yan glanced at Aji. He had just scolded the kid, but the boy didn't seem to hold a grudge.

Fang Yan nodded, a look of sudden realization on his face:

“I knew it! My master said that when you’re tired and get chilled, it’s like water getting into a machine; you have to wipe the water off immediately.”

He said to Li Chong, who was standing to the side:

"Go ask the front desk for a bowl of ginger tea and bring it to Mr. Li's room!"

Li Chunfang shook her head and said:

"No need, it's not that simple."

"From what you've said, I think I have a deficiency of heart yang and both qi and blood."

As he spoke, he took out a silver needle box from his satchel and opened it with a slight tremor.

"As I get older, the mental and physical strain takes its toll, and cold pathogens have entered my heart meridian, causing palpitations and spontaneous sweating..."

After saying that, he looked at his bluish fingernails:

"The cold pathogens stagnate, preventing qi and blood from reaching the extremities. If this condition is delayed further, it may develop into chest pain."

After saying that, he unbuttoned his shirt collar, revealing the location of his Tanzhong acupoint, and turned to Ah Ji, saying:

"Disinfect with alcohol, insert the needle at a 45-degree angle, and rotate the needle to perform the tonifying technique."

Then he spoke to Fang Yan:

"Could you please ask my young friend Lin to get me a cup of hot water?"

Fang Yan nodded, and before he could even get up, Li Chong went to the front desk to ask for water.

"I...I don't know how!" Aji said nervously to Li Chunfang.

“You can do it, come on!” Li Chunfang said to her grandson.

In the end, Ah Ji still shook his head in reluctance:

"I can't do it, let Young Master Lin do it! He's trained in martial arts and can also take pulses, he's definitely better than me."

As she spoke, she looked at Fang Yan and gave him a pleading look.

Li Chunfang sighed, then turned to look at Fang Yan.

"Okay, I'll do it." Fang Yan finally agreed.

The old man wasn't faking his illness, and he wasn't afraid that using a needle would give him away.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, young friend Lin," Li Chunfang said to Fang Yan.

His face had turned somewhat pale.

Upon seeing this, Fang Yan picked up the silver needles from Li Chunfang's box.

Upon receiving it, I found it to be quite heavy, and it even had copper wire wrapped around it, so it's most likely another style that I've never seen before in my dialect area.

Ah Ji quickly came over to help disinfect. He didn't dare to insert the needle, but he still knew how to disinfect.

After disinfection, Li Chunfang pointed to the Tanzhong acupoint and said to Fang Yan:
"For the Tanzhong acupoint, insert the needle obliquely, and then slowly rotate it downwards, just like inflating a bicycle tire..."

He had barely finished speaking in his dialect when he had already inserted the needle.

Li Chunfang was taken aback. Looking down, she found that her Tanzhong acupoint had turned red, indicating that the needle had reached the correct depth.

He glanced at Fang Yan and noticed that his needle-handling technique was somewhat clumsy, so he reminded Fang Yan:

"Very good, young friend Lin has done very well. Now, rotate the needle, like you're pumping air in..."

Then, speaking in dialect with a halting but correct technique, she performed acupuncture on the old man.

Soon, fine beads of sweat appeared on Li Chunfang's forehead, and her breathing gradually became long and even.

His anxiety had subsided considerably, and his complexion was much better. He said to Fang Yan:

"Come on, again, Guanyuan, left foot Zusanli."

Fang Yan picked up the needles and placed one at Li Chunfang's Guanyuan acupoint and the other at Li Chunfang's Zusanli acupoint. Actually, Fang Yan knew that he should insert the needles horizontally, but since Lao Li didn't say so, he gestured at an angle. Li Chunfang saw this and quickly corrected him.

Fang Yan then used a flat-insertion technique to insert the needle.

But after the needle went in, the depth and position were so precise that Li Chunfang didn't know whether to say that Fang Yan was a genius or that she was just lucky and her life wasn't going to end.

"The hot water is here!" Li Chong brought over the hot water at that moment.

Grandpa Li waved his hand and said to Fang Yan:

"Administer the acupuncture first, then drink!"

Fang Yan continued to perform the acupuncture, and although he did look like a novice, he was able to follow Li Chunfang's instructions. Even Aji felt that if this guy could do it, he could definitely do it too!
Unfortunately, the injection had already been administered, and there was no way to back out now. Thinking about how Fang Yan had called him a "pig" in front of so many people, he was furious. If the old man hadn't been still recovering, he would have really given that brat surnamed Lin a piece of his mind.

"Did you study traditional Chinese medicine before, young friend Lin?" Li Chunfang asked Fang Yan. Fang Yan nodded.

"I've studied it. How can you practice martial arts without learning something? It's just that it's all about massage and bone setting, and I practice grappling as a side activity."

Upon hearing Fang Yan's words, Li Chunfang took a deep breath and asked:
"Oh, you know how to use grappling techniques?"

He nodded in dialect.

"Big grappling or small grappling?" Li Chunfang asked.

In the fields of traditional martial arts and Chinese massage, "Qinna" is a technique that uses control of joints, tendons, and acupoints to subdue an opponent or treat diseases.

The main differences between large and small grappling techniques lie in their application scenarios, characteristics of techniques, and styles. Large grappling uses force to subdue the enemy, being direct and forceful, while small grappling uses skillful and precise techniques to subdue the enemy.

The "Da Qin Na" technique originated from martial arts combat and is often used in actual combat to subdue enemies and defend oneself. It focuses on quickly controlling the opponent through physical strength and joint techniques, and even causing irreversible damage.

Typical techniques include dislocating tendons and bones, seizing shoulders and arms, and locking the throat and pressing the neck.

Xiao Qinna originates from the "skillful force" technique in traditional Chinese massage and martial arts. It is used for self-defense as well as for medical bone setting (such as joint repositioning and tendon conditioning). It emphasizes using skill to overcome strength and avoids head-on collisions.

Typical techniques include wrapping the wrist with gold thread and striking acupoints and grasping tendons.

"I've learned them all," Fang Yan replied.

Fang Yan wasn't lying. Although Grandma Luo's massage was a medical technique, it included various grappling techniques. When Fang Yan taught Xiao Li after learning it, he taught her techniques like dislocating tendons and bones, and acupressure and tendon manipulation.

The answer, "dialect," surprised Li Chunfang.

Then, with a look of surprise and uncertainty, he asked:
"Then who is your master?"

He said in dialect:

“I told you this morning that I changed my name, and he taught me using a fake name.”

"What's your name?" Li Chunfang pressed.

“Feng Yuxiu,” Fang Yan blurted out.

Liu Chunfang narrowed her eyes and pondered carefully:
“Feng...Yu...Xiu…”

“This name is quite interesting… ‘Feng’ means ‘to protect,’ and ‘Yu Xiu’ sounds like ‘to rest,’ which subtly aligns with the traditional Chinese medicine principle of ‘preventing disease before it occurs.’” He raised his eyes to examine Fang Yan, his gaze now filled with a hint of inquiry.

"You, as a master, are particular about naming your disciples. I imagine you are even more particular about teaching them. The Great Grappling Technique emphasizes 'sealing,' while the Small Grappling Technique emphasizes 'cultivation.' You have truly grasped the essence of combining strength and gentleness."

Fang Yan was speechless. He had just made up a name, and the old man started his reading comprehension exercise.

However, one should still feign surprise on the surface:

"The old man is indeed an expert; he can even see the meaning in the name. My master is a rough man who often says, 'Fist is a killing technique, medicine is a life-saving technique.' When he taught me massage, he always said, 'The technique should be like embroidery, and the strength should be like fighting a tiger.' I still haven't figured it out."

Li Chunfang laughed heartily upon hearing this, the silver needles on her chest trembling slightly with her laughter: "Wonderful! This saying of 'embroidering flowers to fight tigers' is even more straightforward than 'the opportunity arises from the outside, and skill arises from the inside' in the Medical Mirror."

He suddenly lowered his voice, his eyes burning:

"Young friend, your needling technique just now seemed a bit clumsy, yet every needle struck the vital energy. You must have watched your master perform the needling, right?"

Fang Yan nodded repeatedly:

"You really can't hide anything from you, there is something!"

Li Chunfang nodded, then took the hot water from Li Chong and drank a sip.

Then he exhaled a long breath and muttered:
"Feng Yuxiu... Feng Yuxiu... is a remarkable person."

dialect:"……"

Just then, Li Chunfang said to Fang Yan:

"I think young friend Lin has a great talent for acupuncture. I wonder if he would be willing to learn acupuncture from me?"

Ah Ji said from the side:
"Grandpa, you're not even fully recovered yet, why are you already thinking about taking on apprentices?"

Li Chunfang shook her head:

"It's not about taking him on as a disciple, it's simply to express my gratitude to young friend Lin for saving my life, and I want to teach him something."

After saying that, he turned to Ah Ji and said:

“You are smart, but you are too ambitious and you don’t dare to step up when it matters. Since someone helped save me, I can’t just do nothing.”

Upon hearing this, Ah Ji's face flushed red.

He had indeed backed down just now, and now that he thought about what would happen to his grandfather if he didn't speak in the dialect, he wondered what his grandfather's condition was. But the kid still wouldn't let it go, saying:

"I...I can do it too! It's just inserting needles into acupoints, you pointed it out so clearly, how could I make a mistake? I just panicked."

“Yes, Ah Ji is just concerned about you, but concern can lead to confusion,” Fang Yan chimed in.

Although the dialect was meant to be a backing, Ah Ji heard a strange, sarcastic tone in it and almost died of anger.

At this moment, Li Chunfang also shook her head:
“Young friend, you just performed acupuncture. Although your technique was clumsy, you were able to hit the vital points directly. I can see that this accuracy is a unique talent of a martial artist.”

"Moreover, he has a very good grasp of the depth. Even if I were to teach him by hand, some people might not be as accurate as him."

Fang Yan shook his head and said:
"Old Li, no need. You should leave your acupuncture skills to Aji and his apprentice. I'm just an outsider, so I won't bother."

Li Chunfang waved her hand:

"Don't be so quick to refuse. You saved my life, so I'll teach you a few acupuncture techniques. It's not like we're master and disciple; it's just a token of our friendship in the martial arts world."

"People of the martial world repay kindness with kindness; you must not refuse."

PS: After finishing this chapter, I still owe everyone 68000 words.

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

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

(End of this chapter)