Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 1090 My grandfather's brother, He You? A lobbyist from abroad! (Bonus chapter for 36 monthly votes)

After the explanation of the dialect was finally finished, someone knocked on the door of the conference room.

"Who's outside?" The students in the meeting room all looked towards the door.

Normally, the hospital director would give instructions at this time not to let anyone from the hospital disturb them.

Unless it's an emergency or something that requires speaking in a dialect, the hospital won't come looking for someone.

And the knocking today didn't sound like anything urgent.

Yang Jingxiang, who was closest to the door, walked over and opened it. He then saw Director Liao standing at the door and a group of people standing behind him.

Yang Jingxiang had met Director Liao before. Upon seeing him, he paused for a moment, then quickly greeted Director Liao:

"Director Liao!"

"Attending a meeting or studying?" Director Liao said with a smile.

Yang Jingxiang nodded, and said somewhat nervously:
"To summarize... the experience from this morning."

After saying that, he spoke into the dialect inside:

"Brother Fang, Director Liao is here."

Fang Yan had, of course, already seen Director Liao at the door. He waved to Director Liao and said:
"Didn't you have some overseas Chinese businessmen returning to China to receive today? What are you doing here?"

Director Liao, smiling, led his entourage into the conference room and said to Fang Yan:

"I've brought people with me here."

After speaking, he turned to the side, gesturing for the people behind him to stand in his row, and then introduced Fang Yan:
"These are all TCM practitioners who have returned from abroad for exchanges."

"Yes, some came from Malaysia, some from the United States, and some from the United Kingdom. They have all established themselves and promoted traditional Chinese medicine abroad."

No sooner had Director Liao finished speaking than a middle-aged man in a suit and glasses chimed in:

"Director Liao, you're too kind. I'm just using my skills to make a living abroad. It's not as good as what we have back home."

"Recently, Dr. Fang in China has become very well-known, not only in the Chinese community but also in the Western medicine community. Before I returned to China this time, a foreign doctor told me to ask Dr. Fang for an autograph."

"The influence of Western medicine's Sputnik crisis on foreigners is enormous. In addition, recent newspaper reports about Japanese people trying to exchange secret formulas but failing due to their arrogant attitude have already spread abroad."

Fang Yan quickly cupped his hands and said:

"You flatter me. Some things in the media are exaggerated."

Although the articles from Hong Kong were all issued by Fang Yan's company, they certainly can't be recognized here. Nobody knows whether these people are friend or foe.

So the dialect also pretended to be innocent in response to this tentative conversation.

He originally thought that only the old man surnamed He from England would be returning this time, but he didn't expect so many people to come back today.

After scanning the crowd, Fang Yan spotted an old man who looked six or seven parts like his maternal grandfather in a photo. His hair was gray, but his eyes were still full of energy. Fang Yan immediately deduced that this was the old man, Mr. He, whom he was looking for.

However, in this situation, Fang Yan did not rush to ask, but instead asked Director Liao:
"Director Liao, you still don't know the names of these distinguished guests?"

"I wonder if I could introduce it?"

Upon hearing the dialect, Director Liao immediately understood and said:

"This man is He You, a traditional Chinese medicine doctor who returned from England. He is the manager of Baohetang in London's Chinatown and specializes in pediatrics. He went to England to practice medicine during World War II and won the support of overseas Chinese leaders for curing many children with pneumonia using Guizhi Tang with modifications."

After speaking, the old man named He You in the group bowed to Fang Yan:

"Dr. Fang, I've long admired your name!"

“I told my patient that I couldn’t cure last time to come back to China to see you. I didn’t expect you to actually cure him. Sigh, I’m sorry to have troubled you.”

Fang Yan returned the greeting after hearing this and said:
"Mr. He, you're too kind..."

"You mean Yan Ziqiang's son, Yan Bin?" (See Chapter 955)
He You said to Fang Yan:

"Yes, that's the cold and damp pain that was treated in England for a long time without any effect, but was cured by you not long after returning to China."

He said in dialect:

"That has to do with the climate in the capital. The climate in England is more humid and damp, so treatment is naturally slower. Here, it is relatively dry and cool, so the treatment is more effective."

Grandpa He You said with a smile:
"Dr. Fang is too modest. I come from a family that has practiced pediatrics for generations, and I know how difficult this treatment is."

"If you don't have some skill, it really won't be so easy to see results."

Hearing that the old man didn't mention anything about his maternal grandfather He Xiu, Fang Yan didn't steer the conversation in that direction either. After exchanging a few polite words, he listened as Director Liao introduced the other people.

The traditional Chinese medicine practitioner who returned from Malaysia is named Lin Wenfeng, and he is in his early forties.

The Dai family has been running a traditional Chinese medicine shop in Malaysia for three generations. The grandfather moved to Penang to escape the war.

Lin was renowned in the area for treating tropical diseases such as dengue fever and sequelae of malaria. He was skilled at using local Southeast Asian herbs, such as Tongkat Ali, in combination with traditional Chinese medicine formulas.

He was dark-skinned and thin, and spoke in dialect:

“I’ve read the newspaper reports about Western doctors and Dr. Fang. Our Chinese community in Southeast Asia has become proud because of Dr. Fang. It’s because of that Sputnik crisis of Western medicine that the business of Chinese medicine practitioners in our area has increased at least threefold. This time I came back not only to see Dr. Fang myself, but also on behalf of Chinese medicine practitioners in Malaysia, to thank Dr. Fang.”

"We learned that Dr. Fang is fond of ancient Chinese medicine books, so this time we collected a lot of ancient books from overseas and brought them back. They are all stored in the hotel, and I will hand them over to you in front of all the overseas Chinese businessmen when you come over tonight."

Fang Yan was somewhat surprised, not expecting Lin Wenfeng to be so considerate. He said, "Mr. Lin, you are too kind."

Lin Wenfeng said to Fang Yan:

“Dr. Fang, if you can improve any medical techniques from this, please don’t forget the Chinese medicine practitioners in Malaysia.”

Fang Yan nodded. If it could truly help him understand something, he certainly wouldn't keep it to himself.

To be honest, having met so many overseas Chinese businessmen, Malaysian overseas Chinese businessmen are among the best in terms of dialect, such as Lao Zhou and Lao Hu, they are both from there.

Next up is the guy in the suit and glasses who just praised the dialect.

"This is Michael Chen, whose Chinese name is Chen Mike."

"Ten years ago, he moved from Hong Kong to San Francisco to open an acupuncture clinic and became one of the leading Chinese-Americans to advocate for the legalization of acupuncture in California. His clinic gained mainstream media attention for treating ligament injuries in American football players, and the local newspaper called it the 'Oriental Magic House'."

The name Chen Mike reminded Fang Yan of Zhao Benshan's sketches, and he almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

He said to Mike Chen:
"Hello Mr. Chen!"

Seeing Fang Yan's bright smile, Chen Mike felt he was the most welcome person, and said to Fang Yan in an elegant yet polite manner:

"Dr. Fang has achieved so much at such a young age. He's going to be amazing in the future. I just heard that someone in Switzerland is planning to nominate you for the Nobel Prize in Medicine this September."

"Huh?" Fang Yan was taken aback.

"The Nobel Prize?"

Henry Heimlich once told me that if I could just provide the secret formula for pulmonary interstitial fibrosis, I could get a Nobel Prize nomination from a previous winner.

As a result, even though I didn't agree, some people from Switzerland suddenly appeared.

“I heard it from someone.” A tall, thin man, probably in his fifties, suddenly spoke up.

Before Director Liao could speak, He You, standing to the side, said to Fang Yan:

"This is Professor Huang Qiming, a lecturer in Traditional Chinese Medicine at the University of Liverpool, who is currently dedicated to converting the prescriptions in the Treatise on Febrile Diseases into British-style granules."

"I previously successfully treated a countess's chronic urticaria and am very popular in high society."

After saying this, he added:
"he is my friend."

Fang Yan suddenly realized that the University of Liverpool already had lecturers in Traditional Chinese Medicine in 1978.

I thought I was capable of learning, but I still underestimated the development situation abroad.

Not only were they surprised by the dialect, but everyone else in the classroom was also surprised that the British wanted to learn traditional Chinese medicine.

No wonder they import medicinal herbs from authentic producing areas in China; it turns out it's the same as black tea.

Fang Yan then became wary of these professors and Old Master He.

Last time in Hong Kong, he was chased by people from a British pharmaceutical company, a fact personally confirmed by his fifth senior brother, Xue Zhen.

Furthermore, the University of Liverpool has an official character, so from these two perspectives, one should be wary and cautious about using dialects.

Fang Yan greeted Huang Qiming politely before asking:

"I wonder who in Switzerland wanted to nominate me? And how did you find out about this?"

Huang Qiming's expression remained unchanged. He adjusted his glasses and then said:
"I recently heard about this nomination indirectly from Professor Hans Müller of the Medical School at the University of Basel in Switzerland."

The name sounded familiar in the dialect, but after thinking about it, I couldn't quite place it.

Is this person a Nobel laureate?
While Fang Yan was pondering, Huang Qiming began to speak eloquently:

"Professor Muller is a senior scholar in the field of immunology. He has also visited China as a WHO advisor and was deeply impressed by the development of traditional Chinese medicine in China. He is currently teaching at the University of Basel in Switzerland and also serves as an interim advisor to the World Health Organization."

"He is an authority who focuses on the research of autoimmune diseases and chronic inflammation. These diseases are generally difficult to treat in modern medicine, such as rheumatism, certain kidney diseases, and intestinal inflammation. The treatment is often limited and has significant side effects."

"In the mid-1970s, he briefly visited China as a WHO consultant. During that visit, he learned that China was carrying out the work of 'exploring the treasure trove of traditional Chinese medicine' and observed firsthand the application of traditional Chinese medicine acupuncture and herbal medicine in grassroots hospitals, especially in the treatment of some chronic diseases that were not well treated by Western medicine. Although he may not have met any of China's top TCM practitioners at the time, he was left with the impression that 'traditional Chinese medicine may have unique advantages in immune regulation'."

"He highly praised your recent breakthroughs in the treatment of serious diseases, especially the extraordinary value demonstrated by combining traditional wisdom to solve modern medical problems."

"He believes that your achievement has pioneered the use of the holistic view and meridian theory of traditional Chinese medicine to successfully cure serious diseases such as pulmonary fibrosis that Western medicine is helpless against. It has not only saved many lives, but also overturned traditional understanding with its repeatable and verifiable clinical effects, opening up extremely valuable new perspectives and new paths for future medical research."

"Its significance has far exceeded the scope of traditional Chinese medicine, and it has epoch-making universal value, which is in line with the Nobel Prize's purpose of recognizing 'the most important discoveries in the field of physiology or medicine'."

"Therefore, Professor Muller is actively preparing the relevant nomination materials and intends to submit them to the Nobel Prize Committee this September to nominate you as a candidate for the Nobel Prize in Physiology or Medicine. He emphasized that this is a serious academic proposal, a sincere recognition of your outstanding contributions, and that he is well aware of the importance and sensitivity of this matter."

"His intention in telling me this was not to create hype, but rather to consider the responsibility and transparency of being a nominee. He very much hoped to gain the knowledge and understanding of the Chinese side, especially you personally, before the formal process begins."

"He understands the complexity of the matter and has entrusted me—as a fellow professional in spreading Chinese medicine culture overseas, and as an old friend—to convey his goodwill and respect to you if I have the opportunity to meet you. He himself has also expressed his deep admiration for you and looks forward to having a formal exchange in the future."

Lobbyist!

A genuine lobbyist!
The dialect immediately labeled Huang Qiming after he finished speaking.

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(End of this chapter)