Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 1049 When the Stars of Traditional Chinese Medicine Shine Brightly, “Why Doesn’t Fang Yan Want to Come to Guangzhou and Become an Official?” (Two Chapters Combined)
Let's talk about these big shots in front of us.

Not many people in the capital know much about them, but Fang Yan had heard of their great reputation in his previous life.

Following the order of Deng Tietao's introduction.

Professor Huang Yaoshen should be 67 years old this year.

Born in Shunde, he is a renowned traditional Chinese medicine doctor in Guangdong Province, a professor at Guangzhou University of Chinese Medicine, a representative inheritor of the Lingnan Huang Family Surgical School, and a famous expert in miscellaneous diseases in traditional Chinese medicine.

In his early years as a private doctor, he often provided free medical treatment and medicine to patients who could not afford medical care.

In 1956, when Guangzhou College of Traditional Chinese Medicine was established, he was transferred to teach at the college. He served successively as the director of the Department of Surgery, the president of the affiliated hospital, and a member of the degree evaluation committee. He was skilled in the diagnosis and treatment of acute abdominal pain, sores, snake bites, burns, tetanus, bone hyperplasia and other surgical diseases. He developed preparations such as "Shuangbai Powder", "Guxian Tablets" and "Shudan Capsules".

He compiled the textbooks "Surgery" for the three-year TCM college program in Guangzhou and "Chinese Medical Encyclopedia: TCM Surgery". He also served as the associate editor for the textbooks "TCM Surgery" for higher medical colleges and the teaching reference series "TCM Surgery" for higher TCM colleges.

Professor Liu Shichang is 65 years old this year.

He is a lifelong professor at Guangzhou University of Chinese Medicine and was born into a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners in Hangzhou, Guangdong Province.

He is the chief editor of "Selected Readings on Febrile Diseases" and a co-editor of "Dictionary of Traditional Chinese Medicine". He is skilled in treating febrile diseases and internal and pediatric diseases in traditional Chinese medicine, especially critical and difficult cases such as high fever, delirium, and collapse.

Professor Liang Naijin is seventy-one years old this year, but he looks like he is only in his early sixties.

He is a clinical Chinese medicine expert and specialist in internal medicine, and a native of Nanhai, Guangdong.

He was well-versed in the Four Books and Five Classics from a young age and was exceptionally intelligent. He began studying traditional Chinese medicine at the age of 13, and by around the age of 20, he had mastered the theories of traditional Chinese medicine and practiced medicine independently.

During the War of Resistance against Japan, he moved between Shanghai, Shaoguan, Guangzhou and other places.

After liberation, he served successively as the head of the Department of Internal Medicine at Huixingshan Hospital, vice chairman of the Guangzhou Medical Association, and chairman of the Chinese Medicine Association.

In 1953, he became the president of the GD Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Yes, this Mr. Liang also held this position.

Next is Professor Situ Ling, who is 68 years old this year. She is from Kaiping County, Guangdong Province, and is a famous "renowned traditional Chinese medicine doctor in Guangdong Province".

From 1956 to 1984, he served as the director of the Acupuncture Teaching and Research Section of Guangzhou University of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Member of the Acupuncture and Moxibustion Special Committee of the Medical Science Committee of the Ministry of Health, Member of the Evaluation Committee for the Ministry-level Achievement Award of Traditional Chinese Medicine of the Ministry of Health, Member of the Editorial Committee for Acupuncture and Moxibustion Textbooks of Higher Medical Colleges and Universities, Member of the Editorial Committee for the "Dictionary of Acupuncture and Moxibustion", Member of the First Council of the National Acupuncture and Moxibustion Society Affiliated to the All-China Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and Chairman of the Acupuncture and Moxibustion Society of GD Province.

Then there's Professor Jin Rui, who also uses needles.

He's the youngest professor right now; he should only be in his early forties.

However, in his previous life, this person was quite famous.

He is the chief professor of Guangzhou University of Chinese Medicine, a renowned acupuncturist in Lingnan, born into a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, and was influenced by traditional Chinese medicine from a young age.

He invented the "Jin Three Needles" therapy, which includes "Temporal Three Needles," "Intelligence Three Needles," "Opening and Closing Needles," "Stabilizing Needles," and "Old Age Dementia Needles."

Based on the "Classified Compilation of Acupuncture and Moxibustion Medical Classics", he served as the chief editor of the fifth nationally unified textbook "Selected Acupuncture and Moxibustion Medical Classics".

They all had to read his books to learn acupuncture, even though they spoke in dialects.

Next up is Professor Zhao Sijing, who is even more of a heavyweight.

He practiced clinically and taught at the First Affiliated Hospital of Guangzhou University of Chinese Medicine and was one of the hospital's founders.

He also serves as a mentor for the national program to inherit the academic experience of veteran TCM experts. His academic experience has been compiled and studied, and the results have been included in the "Lingnan TCM Archives".

Judging from Deng Lao's evaluation of him just now, he is a living encyclopedia of Lingnan herbal medicine.

That tells you his importance.

In short, there isn't a single person here who hasn't heard the dialect before.

No wonder some people say:

"Unsurprisingly, university professors are the most likely people you'll have access to at the top of society."

This is part of the pinnacle of Lingnan traditional Chinese medicine.

Everyone was very friendly, and the atmosphere in the office instantly became warm and pragmatic.

These authoritative professors from the Lingnan TCM community put down their work and gathered around Deng Tietao and Fang Yan, focusing their attention on the blank outline that Fang Yan had unfolded.

Then the discussion began.

The core point of discussion was reaching a consensus on goals.

Everyone agreed on the urgency of having a "battlefield quick reference manual" for dialects, emphasizing its simplicity (diagnosis in three minutes, prescription in five minutes) and practicality (using locally available materials and common herbs for emergency use).

Then everyone began to express their opinions and refine the outline of the dialect.

Fang Yan, having long held this view, proposed the core framework of the manual:
"Identifying a person by their symptoms": Using charts to mark typical signs of common battlefield symptoms such as fever, edema, and joint pain.

"Using local materials": Common southern herbs are classified according to their efficacy, with wild identification characteristics (such as leaf, flower, and root morphology).

"Prescriptions follow symptoms": Prepare 2-3 prescriptions with modifications for each symptom, ensuring that the medicinal materials are readily available and easy to process (such as crushing and applying externally).

The main selling point is "rustic"—the more rustic the better, and the more convenient the better.

Some even believe that this dialect manual was intended as a self-rescue manual for reconnaissance soldiers to use when they went deep behind enemy lines for long-distance and long-term infiltration and reconnaissance.

After he put forward some proposals, which served as a starting point for discussion, everyone began to focus on his proposals.

Professor Huang Yaoshen, an expert in surgery and miscellaneous diseases, immediately suggested adding his previously written Lingnan emergency prescriptions for trauma, and modified some steps on the spot, emphasizing that simplified operation, such as applying crushed bone-setting pills and Paris polyphylla to the wound, is more practical than Western medicine gauze.

Professor Liu Shichang, as a scholar of febrile diseases, agrees with the use of charts for diagnosis, but strongly advocates highlighting the "differentiation of the primary and secondary dampness and heat," reminding that the root cause of superficial heat syndrome in the south may lie in spleen deficiency and dampness, and that the risk of misdiagnosis needs to be clearly marked.

Deng Tietao presided over and provided guidance, circling the items they proposed heavily with his pen, emphasizing the "key points," and requiring the manual to clearly explain the methods of "prioritization" and to be as simple as possible.

Other professors also shared their opinions, and in the end, Professor Zhao Sijing, as a "living encyclopedia of Lingnan herbs," naturally took on the important task of improving the identification of herbs in the "locally sourced materials" chapter, creating a positive atmosphere.

This impromptu discussion, initiated by Deng Tietao, brought together top experts covering fields such as surgery, febrile diseases, gastroenterology, acupuncture, and herbal medicine.

They collaborated efficiently around a dialect outline, incorporating their individual expertise into the compilation of the manual, with the goal of creating a quick reference guide that truly meets the needs of the tropical South.

Because someone had already prepared the relevant materials, the discussion saved a lot of effort for the dialect. Many things only needed to be discussed and modified before they could be used in different environments.

These people have read a lot of books, and many of them have worked at the grassroots level for many years. They also know what kind of medicinal materials are available in some places. So they not only know how to find plants, but also how to quickly make medicine from insects. Fang Yan never expected that this book could be so elaborate.

The discussion remained focused on the core concept of "emergency response in tropical mountain jungles," avoiding empty theoretical discussions.

The professors quickly divided the work based on the dialect outline, focusing on practical aspects such as symptom identification, simple prescriptions, and herbal identification.

The discussion extensively incorporates unique herbs and experience in the prevention and treatment of damp-heat diseases from the Lingnan region.

This is the group of experts from multiple fields that Deng Tietao convened, representing the top forces in the Lingnan TCM community. In just one morning, they gradually completed the manual needed for the dialect.

Even they themselves were shocked by their own speed.

I didn't expect everyone to be so efficient.

Of course, the dialect also played a part in this. His memory is really good. He can write down all the information that everyone brings out, or what someone said, and then bring it out appropriately during the discussion to fill in the gaps.

He may not seem to have contributed much, but he is indispensable as the lubricant of the team.

Then, lunchtime arrived quickly, and Fang Yan realized that she had promised to go back for lunch, but it was obviously getting late.

Deng Tietao, the elder here, also invited Fang Yan to have dinner at the school cafeteria.

Fang Yan then told the driver to go back and report:
"Tell Director Liao that the manual we discussed last night has been completed with the help of professors at Guangzhou University of Chinese Medicine."

"I'll finalize and revise the details this afternoon, and I'll be back before dinner."

The driver nodded in agreement:

"it is good!"

Then he drove away from the school and went straight back to the guesthouse.

Fang Yancai and Deng Tietao went to the school cafeteria together.

The canteen here is a single-story building made of red bricks with gray-black tiles on the roof. Slogans such as "Save food" and "Serve the people" are still on the walls. It is about the same age as the dialect, and is somewhat mottled by the years and fumes.

A large iron pot, nearly a meter in diameter, was set up at the entrance, bubbling away as it cooked free kapok flower porridge to dispel dampness. Steam carrying a faint aroma of herbs drifted towards the people queuing up.

The room was furnished with long wooden tables and benches, the tabletops polished shiny from the countless bowls and chopsticks worn by teachers and students. Bundles of dried herbs were piled up in the corner, which were five-finger peach and chicken bone grass picked by students during their internships, serving as natural air fresheners.

The canteen is filled with the unique aroma of Lingnan cuisine, a blend of smoky flavors and the fragrance of herbs.

This was on the eve of the reform and opening up. Although resources were not abundant, the food in the canteen had a strong regional flavor and the simple atmosphere of the school.

Rows of students were queuing up, and Fang Yan followed Deng Tietao to the professors' line.

Deng Tietao tapped the glass of the food window with practiced ease and called out, "Old Wang, the usual!"

The chef looked up and grinned, "Professor Deng, today we have your favorite steamed dace with olives!" With that, he took out a plate of dace from the steaming steamer. The fish was covered with shiny black olives, and the soup soaked into the fish meat, making it look tempting.

“I brought some people with me today, they’re from the capital.” He pointed to the dialect-speaking old Wang, who was serving food at the canteen.

Upon hearing this, the chef nodded repeatedly, indicating that he understood. Fang Yan no longer needed to bring the lunchboxes; Lao Wang simply took out two new lunchboxes, one for rice and one for vegetables. Fang Yan noticed that he had deliberately scooped out an extra spoonful of bitter melon and scrambled eggs, making the golden eggs and emerald green bitter melon piled high.

"Comrades from the capital, if you're still hungry, come back again!" Realizing his dialect might be incomprehensible, he quickly switched to Mandarin, word by word:

"Comrades from the capital, if that's not enough, we'll call more!"

Fang Yan smiled and nodded.

Just as he was about to take out his money, Deng Tietao stopped him, saying, "How can I let you pay for a meal here?" As he spoke, he took out a few meal tickets from his pocket and handed them to the chef.

Fang Yan then followed Deng Tietao to the seats where the professors were sitting.

The professors they had discussed with that morning sat around a wooden table in the corner. Besides the cafeteria food, there were a few "homemade" items on the table. Professor Liang Naijin carefully took a ceramic jar from his cloth bag, lifted the lid, and a rich aroma of soy sauce wafted out. "Homemade pickled mustard greens, want to try some?"

As he spoke, he used his chopsticks to pick up a few strands of preserved mustard greens and placed them in the rice bowl. The preserved mustard greens were salty, fragrant, and soft, and when they came into contact with the heat of the rice, they instantly released a wonderful aroma that whetted the appetite.

Professor Situ Ling then magically produced a paper packet from her white coat pocket, inside which was a small piece of meat:

"Snake meat, caught last night, have a taste!"

As he spoke, he handed it to Fang Yan.

Looking at the pieces of snake meat, Fang Yan, who had eaten snake in Hong Kong before, felt no psychological burden.

I picked up a piece and put it in my bowl.

Professor Liu Shichang looked at Fang Yancai, who was a little reserved, and smiled as he served him a bowl of kapok flower porridge: "This porridge removes dampness and strengthens the spleen. You come from the north, so you should drink a few more bowls to get used to it. It used to be gone by the end of April, but I don't know why, it's still available in early May this year."

Fang Yan knew this was the porridge from the doorway earlier, so he nodded and took a sip.

The porridge has a sweet taste with a faint floral aroma, and it makes you sweat all over after drinking it.

These days, kapok flowers are still relatively natural. However, the kapok flowers on roadside trees in later generations have most likely been sprayed with pesticides or polluted by car exhaust, so it is no longer recommended to pick and eat them.

When consuming dried goods, try to choose those grown at home or purchased through legitimate channels.

Moreover, there are many varieties of kapok flowers. Before consuming them, it is necessary to identify the variety. The common ornamental variety "Beautiful Kapok" is different from the medicinal kapok flower and should be avoided from being ingested by mistake.

In addition, kapok flowers are cooling in nature, so those with weak spleen and stomach (prone to diarrhea, afraid of cold) should not eat too much of them, so as not to aggravate the burden on the stomach and intestines. As far as I can see, it seems that most of the boys are drinking this kind of porridge, while the female students have hardly touched it.

At the dinner table, the professors chatted as they ate, their conversation ranging from the details of the manual they had discussed that morning to amusing anecdotes about their medical practice in their youth. Professor Huang Yaoshen recounted his early experience treating snake bites with herbal medicine in the countryside, his vivid description eliciting laughter from everyone.

With a piece of dace sandwiched between my fingers, the fish meat was tender and fresh, with the salty aroma of olives. Listening to the elders chatting and laughing, I suddenly felt that this meal was more worthwhile than any delicacy.

After eating for a while, Deng Tietao saw that Fang Yan's bowl of rice was almost empty, so he put a few more pieces of steamed pumpkin into his bowl and said, "Eat slowly, if you're not full, go get some more."

Fang Yan nodded. Many of the people here practice martial arts, and their appetites are actually bigger than the average person's.

Seeing that they were all getting a second meal, Fang Yan didn't stand on ceremony.

The main issue is that compared to home-cooked meals, the food here is indeed less oily.

At this point, Fang Yan also noticed the other students. To be honest, Fang Yan felt that the standard of living in Guangdong was indeed better than that in the capital.

At least the food in the cafeteria is better.

The staple food here is rice, supplemented with other grains. The dishes consist of seasonal wild vegetables and home-style stir-fries, along with some pickled vegetables and seafood as side dishes.

These days, the ecological environment is good, and there isn't much overfishing of sea fish, so seafood is still quite easy to find.

After finishing their meal, Fang Yan and Professor Deng Tietang returned to their office, which was now even more crowded.

Deng Tietao gave a shout, and the guy came right over.

After showcasing the morning's achievements, Fang Yan invited everyone to join in and discuss any areas for improvement or addition.

And sure enough, we did find some problems, and some people even joined in.

The office was like a boiling pot of medicine all afternoon.

War wound notes, epidemic archives, traditional Chinese medicine prescriptions for spleen and stomach ailments, local bamboo needles, insect medicine specimens... all were quickly jotted down in dialect with a fountain pen. When he occasionally got stuck, Deng Tietao would use a red pen to give him pointers.

As the shadows of the kapok trees outside the window gradually lengthened, and as Zhao Sijing, the old man, tucked the last herb specimen into his notebook, the school bell rang outside the window, signaling the end of get out of class.

Fang Yan quickly checked the time.

"Time is up!"

It was only then that everyone realized how quickly the afternoon had passed.

It's been a long time since we've had such a lively discussion.

Fang Yan then addressed the crowd:

"I'm taking this handbook back to the capital. I'll have it printed by the Ministry of Health, and all the professors can sign their names on it!"

"Okay! Sign them all!" Deng Tietao said, taking the lead.

He was the first to write his name on the original manuscript of the dialect.

Then other people came over and signed their names.

Fang Yan looked at the original manuscript of the handbook, which was covered with the professor's signature, as if she were holding a heavy piece of gold.

He carefully closed the notebook and solemnly clasped his hands in a fist salute to the professors surrounding him:
"Professor Deng, Professor Huang, Professor Liu, Professor Liang, Professor Situ, Professor Jin, Professor Zhao... all my teachers and seniors, I will remember this kindness on behalf of the officers and soldiers on the front line!"

His tone was sincere, and his gaze swept across the faces of each professor. "This manual is no longer just theory on paper; it is a life-saving talisman for our warriors in the Lingnan TCM community!"

As he deftly put the manuscript into his bag, he quickly added:

"I rushed back to Beijing that night, and as soon as I arrived, I delivered the materials to the Ministry of Health and waited for the manual to be printed and distributed... Once the first copy was printed, I had the military leaders sign it and personally sent it back to Guangzhou, making sure that a military stamp was affixed next to each name!"

The professors were deeply moved, and even the most composed Liang Naijin clapped and laughed.

Deng Tietao patted him on the shoulder and said:
"Be careful on the road."

Professor Huang Yaoshen pointed to the paper bag and reminded:

"Don't crumple those pages in the insect and plant illustration guide!"

Fang Yan nodded in response and strode briskly toward the door.

"Dear driver, I've kept you waiting. I'll be going now! I'll treat you all to Peking duck another day!"

Before the words were even finished, the person had already headed downstairs with a bag full of heavy treasures of wisdom.

A short while later, everyone saw Fang Yan run out of the campus from the balcony, get into a Hongqi car, and merge into the traffic of Guangzhou.

After getting on the bus, Fang Yan headed straight for the Guangzhou State Guest House.

It was rush hour, and although the straight-line distance was only three or four kilometers, it took me almost twenty minutes to get there.

By the time Fang Yan arrived, everyone was preparing for dinner.

Seeing Fang Yan return in a flurry, Director Liao greeted him:
"Come over quickly and get ready for dinner. If you don't have enough time, you can take your time when you get back. There are also traditional Chinese medicine doctors in Beijing who have lived in the south."

Comrade Lao Yang, who was standing nearby, praised it and said:
"This Comrade Fang is great. He started working as soon as he got off the plane. He's a model worker like him."

After Fang Yan sat down, the waiter handed him a hot towel. He wiped his face and hands, then put the towel down before saying:
"Today, with the help of professors from Guangzhou University of Chinese Medicine, we have completed the manual in one day."

After saying that, he took out the manual from his bag and handed it directly to Director Liao.

Director Liao and the others around him were somewhat shocked.

I thought today was just the beginning of laying the foundation, but the dialect has already accomplished everything.

"This was only decided to be written last night?" Old Yang, who was standing next to Liao, asked in shock when he saw what was written on it.

Director Liao nodded.

The food has already started being served, and they are still looking at the manual that the dialect had given them.

Besides the text written in dialect, some parts were cut and pasted directly from notebooks. Only the parts that need to be modified are marked. The entire manual is in an initial state that has not been edited. But it is precisely because of this that you can see that it is a collection of the wisdom of many people.

Seeing this somewhat messy handbook, I could feel the hard work of many people who put in it.

It's hard to believe that this dialect was mastered in just one day.

This is ridiculously efficient.

"You must know them very well, right?" Old Yang asked in the dialect.

Without even needing to answer in dialect, Director Liao said:
"Nonsense, this is only his second time in Guangzhou."

"Your ability to manage and integrate resources is too strong. Most people would struggle just to manage it." Comrade Yang saw the shining points of Fang Yan's management talent.

Honestly, it would be tough for anyone else to deal with such a large group of people, let alone get them to get to work immediately and coordinate them like a highly precise machine to achieve such a goal in such a short time.

Comrade Old Yang suddenly rubbed his hands together, then asked with a smile:

"Fang Yan, when are you graduating? Or should we come to Guangzhou to develop our careers?"

Fang Yan looked at Comrade Lao Yang in surprise, somewhat bewildered.

Comrade Yang tried his best to make his smile as amiable as possible:
"I'm desperately missing someone like you..."

As it turned out, Director Liao also realized what was happening:
"Stop! Stop! We may know each other well, but you're trying to poach my girlfriend right in front of me. Do you really think I have no temper?"

Comrade Lao Yang said:

"You have plenty of talented people at your disposal, so one or two more won't make a difference."

Director Liao glared at him:

"Nonsense! Fang Yan is far from graduating. You don't need to worry about his future. Just mind your own business."

Seeing that the other party wouldn't release him, Old Yang could only click his tongue in frustration:
"Tsk... Lao Liao, you're such a stingy person!"

dialect:"……"

PS: The basic chapter of 6000 words is now complete. There will be an extra chapter later.

(End of this chapter)