Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 1210 The Secret of the Tang Dynasty Edition of the Treatise on Febrile Diseases, Selected by Director Liao (Bonus Chapter for Monthly Tickets: 3K Chapters)

"Then let's proceed according to our strategy." Fang Yan picked up his cup and lightly clinked it against Lao Hu's.
"Have him bring over the joint signature of fifty members of parliament, and lay out the channel data for investigation. Since the Japanese market has presented an opportunity, don't let it become someone else's stepping stone."

Old Hu tilted his head back and drank the plum juice in his glass in one gulp, his Adam's apple bobbing.
"I'll send a telegram to the manager right away, telling him to keep a close eye on those people in Congress. By the way... have him investigate Kobayashi Ichiya's company. He just turned his family's wholesale company into a corporation two years ago, and he's got the Block joint venture project under his control. He has plenty of cash flow; he's a very capable guy."

Nodding in dialect:

"It would be better to investigate further."

Next, Fang Yan took out the book that Xiao Lin Yiya had given her.

As a replica of the Treatise on Febrile Diseases held by the Imperial Library of Japan, it is already a valuable document. The senior professors at the research institute speculate that this book may contain new perspectives for subsequent academic research or clinical practice.

I watched the dialect show from beginning to end, and there were indeed some differences in it.

He noted that many key prescriptions differed significantly from the commonly used Song Dynasty edition of the *Shanghan Lun*.

For example, in the original Guizhi Tang formula, the replica version records "three liang of cinnamon twigs, three liang of peony root, two liang of licorice root, three liang of ginger, and twelve jujubes", while in the Song version, the peony root is increased to four liang, and the method of taking it by "sipping hot porridge" is added.

The Tang Dynasty manuscripts do not show any steps to enhance efficacy, and instead emphasize the simplicity and effectiveness of the medicine.

The same applies to Xiao Chai Hu Tang. In the replica, the dosage of Chai Hu reaches eight liang (far higher than the half jin in the Song version), and there are no tonifying herbs such as "ginseng and jujube" added in later versions. It is entirely based on the original idea of ​​attacking evil and relieving stagnation.

In addition, the book records processing techniques that had been lost during the Song Dynasty.

For example, aconite needs to be "soaked in salt for seven days and then thoroughly calcined over charcoal," which is quite different from the later method of soaking in water to reduce toxicity.

The dialect connection suggests that using traditional methods to prepare the medicine when treating severe cases of Yang deficiency might avoid compromising its efficacy.

Furthermore, the rhubarb is noted to be "steamed nine times with wine," rather than being stir-fried with wine once as is done today. This also shows that Chinese medicine practitioners in the Tang Dynasty had an extreme grasp of the gradual effect of strong medicines.

At the bottom of the last page of the chapter on "Differentiation of Pulse and Symptoms of Cholera," there is a line of small red ink annotations for a prescription. It is suspected that this prescription is a supplement to the book by a Tang Dynasty physician in the Japanese book. It reads:
"For those with sudden, watery diarrhea, quickly take half a liter of hearth soil, one ounce of red ochre, and a handful of rice, mix them with boiling water, stir, and drink."

This prescription is not recorded in any extant version of the Treatise on Febrile Diseases, but it is similar to the previous approach of using Huangtu Decoction to treat epidemic dysentery!
The book describes the transformation of Taiyang disease into Yangming disease only as "stomach fullness" without further distinguishing between "meridian syndrome and visceral syndrome". The outline of the three Yin diseases also does not have the complex "cold transformation and heat transformation" classification of later generations.

This indirectly confirms Zhang Zhongjing's original diagnostic and treatment logic of "seeing the disease and knowing its source," which is based on symptom clusters rather than mechanical staging.

The dialect study found that the book contained original texts revised by Song Dynasty scholars, lost processing methods, and lost prescriptions by Zhang Zhongjing that had not been seen before.

It is not simply a treatise on typhoid fever; it is a treatise on typhoid fever with academic value.

The Song Dynasty edition of the Treatise on Febrile Diseases underwent revisions and annotations by later generations, especially Confucian physicians of the Song Dynasty. Some passages were altered due to differences in medical understanding and cultural background during that era.

The Tang Dynasty reprint retains the original text that is closer to Zhang Zhongjing's original work (such as the simplified classification of Taiyang disease and Sanyin disease), providing an "unaltered" reference for studying the writing logic and academic evolution of the Treatise on Febrile Diseases.

Furthermore, as a replica published by the Imperial Library of Japan, the original content preserved in the book proves the coherence and scientific nature of the TCM theoretical system, providing academic support for contemporary TCM to go global.

It can also promote the internationalization and cultural recognition of traditional Chinese medicine.

Kobayashi Kazuya's gift of this book seems to have been well-considered; Fang Yan's initial disdain clearly underestimated the book's significance.

However, when it comes to expressing gratitude, Fang Yan didn't even think of it that way.

He was now thinking, "How much more stuff are those damn Japanese hiding?!"
I feel we should add a clause: have the people behind Kobayashi Ichiya find a way to get more books out.

……

The next day arrived quickly. After finishing his rounds, Fang Yan arranged for someone to go to the neighborhood office for a free clinic.

I took some people to hand over the duties to Director Feng and asked the medical staff in the department to handle the problems on the street. They were just feeling that there were not enough people and they had nothing to do, so I gave them some work to do.

After settling things here, Fang Yan went to work at the research institute.

When he arrived, Fang Yan told Zhao Xiwu everything he had discovered the previous night in the reprinted edition of the Tang Dynasty Treatise on Febrile Diseases. He also suggested that it would be best to add another condition for cooperation.

Zhao Xiwu also believes that this matter is quite necessary.

However, his superiors have not yet given him a reply. Whether they agree or not will only be known after a meeting at the higher-ups. The matter should be resolved in the next day or two.

That afternoon, Director Liao also called to personally inquire about Fang Yan's situation in the Japanese market and Lao Hu's thoughts.

Fang Yan explained to Director Liao his and Lao Hu's plans and considerations from beginning to end, and Director Liao finally agreed that it was something that could be done.

However, a reinvestigation is still needed before any conclusions can be drawn.

When they hung up the phone, Director Liao reminded Fang Yan not to forget the medical check-up after the memorial service tomorrow, the 12th.

Fang Yan, of course, hadn't forgotten about this matter and told Director Liao that everything had been arranged.

I can be there anytime tomorrow.

……

The date was the 12th, and that morning the radio was broadcasting about the memorial service.

It started at 8:00 AM this morning.

There weren't too many people present, but basically everyone you could name was a big shot.

After finishing his ward rounds in the morning, Fang Yan didn't even go to the research institute; he just waited at the entrance.

Previously, the hospital director would do this job, and Fang Yan would only need to wait for people in the examination room. Now, the task has been handed over to him, and the higher-ups have asked him to coordinate this physical examination.

Since both traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine practitioners were to be arranged, he also had to be present as part of the welcoming team.

This time, there were no banners; he simply waited at the entrance with the hospital leadership team for people to arrive.

As soon as the memorial service ended, people started arriving one after another. Some of the older people couldn't possibly attend the entire service; they would just drop by briefly.

Sure enough, at 8:30, several black cars smoothly drove into the hospital's front yard and came to a stop.

As the car door opened, several elderly comrades, dressed in simple Zhongshan suits with white flowers pinned to their chests, looking energetic but unable to hide their fatigue, got off the car one after another with the help of staff.

Fang Yan quickly went up to greet them with the three vice presidents of the hospital.

Although he is now the honorary director of the department, he is in charge of traditional Chinese medicine and herbal medicine. Other vice presidents cannot lead him, so it is not an exaggeration to call him a vice president.

The fact that the leadership document was directly delivered to him speaks volumes. The other vice deans dared not object and followed behind Fang Yan, warmly welcoming the arriving leader.

"Greetings, leaders!" Fang Yan, who was in charge of ensuring the health check-up, greeted the veteran comrades with a calm and composed demeanor.

The leader was a tall, white-haired old man. When he saw Fang Yan, a faint but clear smile appeared on his tired face, and his eyes revealed trust and familiarity.

He extended his hand, not for a ceremonial handshake, but to lightly pat Fang Yan's arm twice, and said with a smile:

"Xiao Fang, thank you for making these arrangements."

"No need for formalities. We've all heard what Comrade Liao said: 'Now that you're in charge of this at Peking Union Medical College Hospital, we're leaving our health in your hands!'"

Fang Yan nodded and took out today's itinerary, which stated that he would first undergo a series of Western medical examinations, and then come to Fang Yan's place for a check-up.

The leader looked at the others and said:
"Shall we get a Western medical check-up first?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than someone said:

"Hey, those machine orders, put them aside, no rush. Isn't Xiao Fang here? Let him take a look first, feel his pulse, and examine his tongue. Our ancestors' methods are more reliable than those machines."

Then someone else said:

"We just attended a memorial service. Wasn't that someone who died from surgery?"

A barely perceptible hint of embarrassment flashed across the faces of the vice presidents in charge of Western medicine standing next to Fang Yan.

The meticulously prepared procedures for X-rays, electrocardiograms, and blood tests were instantly overshadowed by a single, seemingly casual yet weighty remark from the old leader.

There seemed to be a brief pause in the air, but those around the old comrade did not raise any questions and clearly agreed with the suggestion.

Another elderly man, thin and wearing thick glasses, smiled and echoed, his gaze fixed intently on Fang Yan through his lenses, and said:
"That's right, Comrade Fang is a living miracle doctor!"

"Old Liao praised you today, saying there's no illness you can't cure! He told me to come and check on you first so he wouldn't feel at ease."

Fang Yan smiled and nodded:

"That's because Director Liao is giving me too much credit!"

The old man then said:
"It's not that I'm flattering you, but I know Lao Liao well enough to know him well; he says what he thinks!"

The old man at the head of the group said:
"He also said that he would come to you if he had any problems in the future, and he wouldn't come to anyone else. I thought that someone who is so highly regarded by Lao Liao must be right, so I had to give it a try."

Others echoed this sentiment.

Fang Yan quickly said:

"Thank you for your trust, leaders. Well... please come this way. The traditional Chinese medicine clinic is ready. Let me take your pulses and examine you properly."

"We'll do some Western medical examinations later!" Fang Yan said, glancing at the three vice presidents.

Upon hearing this, the embarrassment on the faces of the three vice deans lessened considerably, and they hurriedly nodded in agreement:
"Yes, yes, let's invite the leaders to the traditional Chinese medicine clinic first, and then we can talk about other things."

Then they said in their dialect:

"We'll stay here and guard the place. When someone comes, we'll bring them over."

Fang Yan nodded in agreement.

Then the group went to the traditional Chinese medicine clinic of Fang Yan.

The nurses here had just finished cleaning when they saw Fang Yan arrive with his entourage. They were a little surprised, but quickly brought out chairs for the leaders.

“This place is much more comfortable,” the thin old leader said, taking off his glasses and wiping the lenses with a handkerchief. “The smell of disinfectant in the Western medicine ward is terrifying.”

Others nodded.

Next, the nurse brewed tangerine peel tea for everyone, and Fang Yan also took out the materials she had prepared earlier.

He glanced at the group of old leaders, then asked:

"Shall we begin now?"

"Which leader would like to go first?"

All eyes turned to the old man at the head of the group, who smiled and said:

"Okay, then I'll set an example first!"

As he spoke, he sat down in front of the dialect clinic and stretched out his hand to the dialect clinic.

PS: After finishing this chapter, I still owe everyone 19000 words.

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

(End of this chapter)