Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 1155 A Seventeen-Year-Old Prodigy Who Entered Peking University (Bonus Chapter for Monthly Tickets)

There are quite a few big shots in my older sister's class.

This level could be considered to be at the level of the "first phase of Whampoa Military Academy".

You could say that any one of them you pick is a max-level expert.

The worst are senior judges, international lawyers, deans of various courts and law schools, and the most outstanding become nationally renowned figures in the inner circle.

Fang Yan was curious why he was suddenly called in for a medical checkup after several days of holiday.

"Xiao Song! Come out." The older sister called out to the person behind her.

Then a petite girl came out.

The older sister introduced the dialect as follows:
"Xiao Song is from Nanjing. His parents are both soldiers, stationed in Shijiazhuang. So this time he didn't go home and chose to stay at the school."

"I was out shopping today and happened to run into her picking up her medicine, so I called her over for you to take a look."

Fang Yan suddenly realized and greeted Xiao Song:

"Oh, hello! Hello!"

To be honest, he didn't remember who this person was. He only knew seven or eight people in his older sister's class, but there were 82 people in this grade.

Fang Yan initially thought it was some big shot he knew, but the person in front of him seemed too young, almost like a minor.

"This is my brother, Fang Yan," the older sister introduced to Xiao Song.

Xiao Song glanced at Fang Yan and said somewhat embarrassedly:

“I’ve read about him in the newspaper.”

Then she said to Fang Yan:

"Hello, Comrade Fang Yan, my name is Song Jian."

Fang Yan said to her:
"Young Song doesn't look very old."

The eldest sister said:

"She was born in 1960, so she's only eighteen this year."

Dialect of surprise:

"Wouldn't that mean he got into Peking University at seventeen?"

Then he gave a thumbs up:

"Genius!"

Song Jian said somewhat embarrassedly:

"Dr. Fang is too kind."

Fang Yan remembered that the woman had come to see a doctor, and asked her:
What part of your body is bothering you?

Song Jian said:

“I’ve had this illness since I was a child. My mother told me that when I was seven months old, I had a cold that left me with a cough and wheezing problem.”

"Whenever the weather changes, it triggers my cough and wheezing, and it never really gets better, and my body doesn't grow well either. When I get to school age, the illness will flare up again if I get tired."

“My grandfather knew medicine and used to treat the illness with prescriptions like Xiao Qinglong Tang and Er Chen Tang. But for more than ten years, the illness kept recurring, and it would relapse after being cured.”

“The weather has been changing these past few days, and my cough and asthma have flared up again. Today I went out and found a doctor to prescribe some medicine. The doctor said he would first give me some medicine to relieve my symptoms and then see how things go. He said that my condition has been going on for a while and it won’t be easy to get better.”

"Later, when I was about to take the bus back to school, I ran into Sister Fang. She told me to come and see you."

Fang Yan nodded.

His mind raced.

He gets breathless with the slightest change in weather, falls ill when he gets tired, and is also somewhat underdeveloped, which shows that he has a poor constitution from birth.

People who get breathless with slight changes in weather definitely have insufficient defensive qi, which cannot provide protection for the body's surface.

The source of Wei Qi is in the lower Jiao, nourished by the middle Jiao, and rises from the upper Jiao.

People with poor constitution naturally have insufficient defensive qi, so their bodies are less able to resist external pathogens and are easily attacked by new pathogens when the weather changes.

When a new pathogen is contracted, the lungs are unable to properly descend qi, and when the kidneys are deficient and unable to receive lung qi, coughing and wheezing occur.

Even without being exposed to new pathogens, fatigue can still cause illness. This is because overwork damages the kidneys, leading to insufficient kidney qi, which in turn causes wheezing.

The kidneys store essence, and the qi transformed from kidney essence is kidney qi, which governs a person's growth and development.

Song Jian's petite stature can be attributed to insufficient kidney energy.

"Do we need the four diagnostic methods?" Song Jian asked Fang Yan.

Fang Yan snapped out of his daze and said to her:
"Yes, come on, let's go to the main hall." He then beckoned them to walk into the house. When Song Jian saw Fang Yan's courtyard house, she was a little surprised. It was her first time visiting a local family's home, and she thought it was too spacious.

This yard is so spacious you could run laps in it.

Upon entering the main hall, they were clearing the table in preparation for dinner.

When guests arrived, the family members greeted them warmly. Song Jian didn't seem to be there for a medical consultation; rather, it was more like he was visiting.

He came in a hurry and didn't bring anything with him except a bag of Chinese medicine in his hand, and he looked a little flustered.

He greeted her in a dialect and told her to sit down first, saying that she could have dinner after her doctor's appointment.

Song Jian became increasingly embarrassed.

Then the dialect begins with observation, listening, questioning, and palpation.

"Open your mouth so I can see your tongue," Fang Yan said to her.

Song Jian obediently opened his mouth, and Fang Yan could see that his tongue was pale white under the light, with a thin coating that was almost invisible, and there was a faint teeth mark around the edge of his tongue.

"Even when you're not doing any work, do you always feel tired? Do you get short of breath if you walk a little faster?" Fang Yan said, pointing to her left hand and gesturing for her to extend her hand.

Song Jian quickly did as she was told, and after Fang Yan added her own words, she nodded:
"Yeah! I have to rest twice before I can get to the third-floor classroom, and I sweat a lot at night, my pillow gets soaked."

Fang Yan asked again:
When you cough, is your phlegm thin and clear, with a little foam?

Song Jian nodded:

"Yes! Especially in the morning, I can cough up half a cup of it, and sometimes my lower back aches."

Song Jian's eyes brightened, as if someone could finally explain her problem.

She then added:

"I'm especially afraid of the cold in winter. Last year, I didn't wear a scarf on a snowy day and coughed for half a month. It took three doses of medicine to suppress it."

Fang Yan turned around and went to the desk to get paper and pen, writing as he spoke:

"Your cough and wheezing seem to be a lung problem, but the root cause is actually in your kidneys. Did you wet the bed a lot when you were a child?"

Song Jian's face flushed red, and she clutched the hem of her clothes, replying softly:
"Hmm...it's better to wait until ten years old."

“That’s right,” Fang Yan nodded and said.

“You have congenital kidney deficiency, and your defensive qi is like a fence that is not firmly built, which will collapse with a gust of wind. The medicine you used before was all for treating your lungs, and you didn’t take the time to strengthen your foundation.”

"To cure it completely, you need to replenish your kidney qi. Once your kidney qi is restored, your defensive qi will be sufficient. Even if the weather changes, if your body has enough righteous qi, evil qi cannot invade you, and you won't get sick just because the weather changes slightly."

“Your grandfather used Xiao Qinglong Tang and Er Chen Tang with modifications to treat this condition. These formulas are for treating external cold and internal phlegm. Although they can provide temporary relief, they cannot cure the root cause.”

"Because he doesn't know that after eliminating the surface symptoms, he also needs to replenish his vital energy and treat the root cause, so his illness never gets better."

Song Jian nodded, a look of understanding on his face.

Fang Yan said to her:
"It's nothing, it's just a minor issue. Eat first, and I'll get you some medicine to take home later."

"Don't bother getting the medicine..." Song Jian quickly waved her hand, her fingertips twirling the strap of the medicine packet. "I just got the medicine. Could you help me check if this prescription is suitable?"

As she spoke, she handed over the paper package in her hand. The medicine inside didn't smell very strong. Judging from the dialect, it was a common medicine for lowering qi, such as perilla seeds and apricot kernels, and it didn't seem to be a genuine medicinal material.

Fang Yan opened the hemp paper wrapping the prescription, glanced at it, and handed it back with a smile:
"This prescription is fine for treating cough and asthma, but it lacks some medicine to strengthen the body's foundation. Take it first to relieve the symptoms. The medicine I gave you is in pill form, so you need to take it long-term."

Just then, Fang Yan's mother brought in the dishes, saw Song Jian's flushed face, and said with a smile:

"Come on, come on, hurry up and eat after you've finished looking at this. Little girl, look at your skinny arms and legs, you need to eat more meat."

Upon hearing this, Song Jian repeatedly said, "Thank you, Auntie!"

Soon the other dishes arrived, and the table was set with eight dishes and a soup. The braised pork trembled and glistened with oil, the steamed sea bass lay nestled in scallions, there was also a plate of stir-fried bright green pea shoots, and chicken soup.

The food at the family's home in the dialect area is of a relatively high standard.

Zhu Lin ladled a spoonful of chicken soup for Song Jian:

"It's not easy for a young lady to study away from home, so please make yourself at home."

Song Jian picked up his chopsticks, held the bowl, and took two small sips. He thought the taste was really good.

At this moment, Fang Yan said to his older sister:
“She needs to take Heche Dazao Wan for her condition. I still have some of the product that was delivered a few days ago. It has added placenta and rehmannia root, so it’s stronger than the regular one.”

"How much is that? I'll pay you..." Song Jian hurriedly looked up.

Before he could finish speaking, Fangyan's mother interrupted him:
“Why mention money! It’s just a few pills. Fang Yan and his family produce them themselves. We, the neighbors… oh wait, you’re Fang Jie, so we should take care of you even more.”

P.S.: That's all for today. Please come early tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)