Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 1044 I Want to Go to Southeast Asia with You! Disciple or not, it doesn't matter anymore (Bonus chapter for monthly votes)

"What method?" Fang Yan looked at Grandpa Li Chunfang curiously.

He had already said he was going back to Southeast Asia, yet he still claimed he had a way to teach him.

Does it mean that he should take out his own writings and let himself study them on his own?
That's also an option.

“It’s simple, I’ll go to Southeast Asia too,” said Grandpa Li Chunfang.

dialect:"……"

A brief silence fell over the room after these words were spoken.

Everyone looked at the old man in shock.

Ah Ji was the first to speak:
"Grandpa, you're going to Southeast Asia? No way! It's not like we're going out to buy groceries."

Fang Yan also chimed in:

“Grandpa, even if you come with me, I won’t have time to study. Besides, the climate there is much hotter than in Hong Kong. Your body might not be used to it if you go there rashly.”

He wasn't really going to Southeast Asia; he was heading straight back to Beijing tomorrow. How could he let the old man come with him?

Therefore, he had to dissuade the old man.

Fang Yan leaned forward slightly and said in a sincere tone:

“Sir, I fully understand your intentions and am very grateful. But think about it, you have practiced medicine in Hong Kong for many years. Here you have a familiar environment, commonly used medicinal materials, and patients who trust you. These are the foundation of your medical practice.”

He pointed to the street outside the window and continued:
“In Southeast Asia, language alone will be a huge problem, not to mention the vast differences in lifestyle. You can’t even get used to Western food normally, so if you go to Southeast Asia and have to eat heavily spiced food every day, your body definitely won’t be able to handle it. Besides, you’ve just recovered from your illness these past few days, and the long journey has already taken a toll on your energy. If you get sick because of the climate, wouldn’t that be putting the cart before the horse?”

Seeing that Li Chunfang's expression softened, Fang Yan slowed down his speech:
"Besides, the key to teaching me medicine is to understand its essence, not to have to be by my side watching over me. Now that transportation and communication are so convenient, after I return to Southeast Asia, I can write down my learning experiences in letters and send them to you. You can then correct them and send them back. Isn't that just like face-to-face teaching?"

"If I encounter anything I really don't understand, I can buy a plane ticket and come back to ask you for help. This way, it won't interfere with your rest or my studies. Don't you think that's a safer option?"

He paused, looked at Ah Ji who was nodding vigorously beside him, and added with a smile:

"Besides, Ah Ji still needs your guidance. If you go to Southeast Asia, he won't even be able to hold a needle properly in Hong Kong. What will happen if he encounters an emergency? By staying here, you are both overseeing Chunfang Hall and providing these younger generations with a pillar of support."

Ah Ji nodded repeatedly, then glared at him:

"No... why can't I even hold a needle properly?"

Although Ah Ji was somewhat displeased, his words in dialect clearly moved Grandpa Li.

Yan pressed his advantage, pointing to the leftover food on the table:
"Look, what you've eaten today is all proper Chinese food. Back in Southeast Asia, every meal is local cuisine. Can your stomach handle it?"

"It's okay for one or two meals, but how can anyone endure it in the long run?"

He picked up the old man's enamel teacup and shook it. "Besides, you can't live without the Pu'er tea brewed in this purple clay teapot. The Nanyang teahouse only serves black tea, and I'm afraid you won't feel comfortable drinking that."

Ah Ji also stepped forward and tugged at his grandfather's sleeve: "That's right, Grandpa. Last time you went to Macau to see your uncle, you had diarrhea for three days just from the change of environment. Southeast Asia is ten times farther than Macau!"

He suddenly clapped his hands as if he remembered something, "Oh right! You are a TCM consultant that Mr. Huo paid for. Although he doesn't contact you often, what if he can't find you after you leave?"

Li Chunfang stared out the window at the overcast sky over Hong Kong, tapped her fingers on the edge of the table, and suddenly sighed:

"Never mind, it seems I was just being stubborn."

He turned and went to the telephone, picked up the receiver and spoke into Fang Yan's voice:

"I had someone bring over some notes I wrote at home, which I use to teach my apprentices here. I'm sure you're smart enough to understand them, so take them back with you."

Fang Yan stood up and cupped his hands in a respectful gesture:
"Thank you so much, sir."

Then Li Chunfang called his apprentice at Chunfangtang and asked him to pack up the notes from his study and bring them over.

After finishing the call, the old man sat back down on the sofa and said to Fang Yan:

"I don't know when I'll see you again after this." "We old folks are getting on in years, and every time we see someone, it's one less time we'll see them."

Fang Yan quickly said:

"Don't say such discouraging things, you're still in good health."

"I'll be back once I've finished taking care of things. I don't think it will be long."

"I'll bring you and Aji gifts then."

When the old man heard the dialect say that it wouldn't be long, he nodded with a smile.

Although he cannot take on apprentices, he still wants to pass on more of his medical skills to Fang Yan.

He felt that he would probably never encounter another young person like this in his lifetime, one who could learn so quickly.

Although he couldn't become his apprentice, passing on his life's experience to him seemed like a very good option, so his first thought was to go to Southeast Asia.

The point is to stay by Fang Yan's side and teach this young man everything I know.

It doesn't matter whether it's master or apprentice anymore, as long as the tradition is passed down.

But the young people have their own businesses to run, so how could they take care of an old man like him? Whenever Li Chunfang is a little younger, he wants to go with her.

Half an hour later, Li Chunfang's apprentice knocked on the door.

He was holding a canvas bag just like Li Chunfang's, which contained several books, all of which were the old man's handwritten manuscripts. His apprentice didn't know what Li Chunfang was going to do with them and just handed them over to him.

Before anyone else had even left, Li Chunfang handed the bag directly to another unfamiliar young man in the room.

After Fang Yan took the bag, he noticed the shocked look in Li Chunfang's apprentice's eyes at the door.

He smiled at the other person, then bowed to Mr. Li Chunfang in thanks.
"Thank you, sir. I will definitely read it carefully when I get back, and I will return it to you next time I visit Hong Kong."

The old man nodded:
"Okay, I'll wait for you to come back."

This stunned the person at the door, who had initially thought that his master had taken on a new junior brother.

But now, hearing how the two address each other, it seems like that's not the case at all.

"Alright, if there's nothing else, you can go back now," the old man said to his apprentice at the door.

The apprentice then realized what was happening, nodded, and left the room with a bellyful of questions.

Next, the old man explained to Fang Yan the contents of his basic handwritten manuscript. The manuscript was a thread-bound booklet with the cover marked "Chunfangtang Teaching Manuscript, Gengyin Year". The inner pages contained annotations in red and blue, which included a detailed explanation of the basics of meridians and acupoints, the practical essentials and contraindications of Liaoyuan Needle, treatment of common clinical diseases, and the application of "Five Poisons Collection".

These books are indeed quite valuable. Fang Yan thanked the old man again and told him that he would definitely study them carefully.

The old man was finally satisfied. He could tell that Fang Yan was genuinely interested in these things, and it wasn't just an act. As long as he was interested, it didn't matter whether he was an apprentice or not.

Then, taking advantage of the remaining time, the old man explained to Fang Yan how to read some of the content in his standard language.

I was afraid that I would encounter a barrier while reading in dialect and give up if I couldn't understand it.

He is more dedicated to teaching his apprentices than he was before.

Soon it was dinnertime, and Fang Yan stood up to say goodbye to the old man.

The old man reluctantly saw Fang Yan to the door.

Only after watching Fang Yan get on the elevator did he close the door and return to his room.

PS: After finishing this chapter, I still owe everyone 58000 words.

There will be more this afternoon.

(End of this chapter)