Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 1228 Experience in Treating Gliomas with Insect-Based Medicine? (Bonus Chapter for Monthly Tickets)

As soon as Lao Hu said this, everyone around burst into laughter. So many cars went there just to pick up two people? That's too high-profile! Fang Yan said:

"Two cars will suffice."

After saying this, he addressed his father-in-law:
"Dad, you drive your car, I'll tell Anton not to drive."

Hearing this in dialect, the father-in-law finally agreed.

Next, Fang Yan and the others went out. Fang Yan and Meng Jimin were in one car, while his father-in-law and An Dong were in another.

Actually, one car would have been enough, but we were mainly worried that there were other doctors from Jiangsu with them.

Even if you don't invite them to your home for a meal, you can still give them a ride.

It only took me about ten minutes to get from here to the train station.

When the two cars came to a steady stop under the shade of trees on the east side of the train station square, there were still about ten minutes before Zhu Liangchun's train was scheduled to arrive.

Fang Yan pushed open the car door, and the summer heat wave mixed with the smell of coal smoke hit her in the face. The platform broadcast the arrival information intermittently. Passengers wearing Dacron shirts, carrying net bags and luggage, poured out of the exit like a tide.

"Dad, Lao Meng and I will wait at the platform entrance. You and An Dong stay here and watch the train," Fang Yan said to his father-in-law.

Father-in-law Zhu Guangnan glanced at his watch and said:
"Okay, watch out for thieves."

Fang Yan smiled:
"rest assured."

After saying that, he straightened the hem of his shirt and strode towards the ticket gate.

Meng Jimin followed behind Fang Yan, looking at the densely packed faces in the crowd with a headache. It wouldn't be so easy to spot his master when he came out later.

Anton saw Fang Yan and the others walk away and was also thinking of going. His father-in-law said to him, "Let him go. We'll stay here and keep watch. If they don't see us later, it will be quite obvious that we have a car here."

What the father-in-law really meant was that Anton's appearance was naturally more eye-catching.

With the cars around them, passersby couldn't help but take a second look.

By now, a number of people had gathered in front of the iron fence at the exit to pick up passengers. Fang Yan found a spot with a good view and stood there, staring at the bustling crowd inside.

Not long after, the announcement came over the loudspeaker that a train bound for Nantong had arrived, and the crowd behind the fence immediately became denser.

Meng Jimin was standing on tiptoe looking around when Fang Yan glanced into the distance and suddenly caught sight of a familiar figure. Zhu Liangchun was wearing a worn-out light gray Zhongshan suit, and Chen Youqing was carrying a bulging blue cloth bundle. They were being led out by several middle-aged men.

"They're here!" Fang Yan said to Lao Meng.

"Where?" Meng Jimin pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and looked around at the crowd.

"Uncle! Senior Brother Chen!" Fang Yan called out, waving his hand.

However, there were too many people, and Zhu Liangchun couldn't hear it at all in the crowd.

Then, in dialect, he shouted again:
"Old Zhu! Senior Brother Chen!"

This time the sound was even louder!

Chen Youqing, who was next to Zhu Liangchun, heard the voice, looked up and saw Fang Yan. Her eyes lit up, and she quickly reminded Zhu Liangchun. Then the two of them pushed through the crowd and walked over.

The middle-aged men beside them seemed to be part of a group, following closely behind them as they walked towards this location.

At this point, Meng Jimin still hadn't seen anyone and kept scratching his head.

He finally saw people when Zhu Liangchun and the others squeezed through.

He quickly shouted into the crowd:
"Master, Senior Brother!"

They were practically face-to-face with the person before they finally saw them, leaving Zhu Liangchun and his group both amused and exasperated.

Chen Youqing put the bundle in her hand on the ground, laughed, and punched his arm: "You little rascal, what kind of eyes do you have?"

Meng Jimin gave an awkward smile.

By this time, Fang Yan had already struck up a conversation with Old Zhu.

"You must be tired from the train journey!" Fang Yan said.

Zhu Liangchun said:
"Sigh, I was with the comrades from the Nantong Health Bureau. It was a sleeper car, so it wasn't hard. I slept all the way to Beijing."

After saying that, he turned to the side and pointed behind him: "Let me introduce you. These are people from the Nantong Health Bureau. They came to Beijing with me to attend the Ministry of Health's mid-year conference."

Then he introduced the dialect to the three leaders:

"This is the dialect I'm speaking to you."

Three middle-aged men wearing glasses quickly shook hands with Fang Yan, adopting a very humble posture.

"Comrade Fang Yan, I've long admired your name!"

"Hello, Comrade Fang Yan! I've heard about your deeds before, and it's great to finally meet you today!"

"Comrade Fang Yan..." Fang Yan greeted them one by one, they were all too polite.

"Comrades, our car is right outside. If you don't mind, I'll take you to the guesthouse first," Fang Yan said, looking at the cadres from Nantong.

The tall man in the lead quickly waved his hand:
"No need, no need, our organizing committee has a car to pick us up, so we won't trouble Comrade Fang Yan." He smiled and winked at Zhu Liangchun. "Old Zhu, we'll take our leave now, see you at the conference in a few days."

Zhu Liangchun nodded and waved goodbye to them.

After seeing the doctors off, Meng Jimin, carrying his bag, walked with Zhu Liangchun and Chen Youqing towards the parking lot.

As soon as they reached the square exit, they saw their father-in-law had already driven up and was standing by the car waving at them.

"Uncle Liangchun!" Father-in-law Zhu Guangnan greeted Zhu Liangchun.

Seeing the new car next to Zhu Guangnan, Zhu Liangchun was also a little surprised, but he just assumed that he had borrowed it from somewhere and responded with a smile:
"It's been a year since I last saw you, and you're getting more and more energetic!"

Zhu Guangnan is the type of person who is always in high spirits when he is happy, and he smiles at everyone.

"How can anyone compare to you? You're truly getting younger with age," Zhu Guangnan said to Zhu Liangchun.

Then they both burst into laughter:

"Hahaha……"

"Alright, get in the car," Zhu Guangnan said to Zhu Liangchun.

Zhu Liangchun nodded and sat down. Chen Youqing said she wanted to go in too, but Fang Yan stopped her:
"Senior Brother Chen, please take my car."

There were no other passengers who needed a ride, and Fang Yan couldn't just leave without picking up any customers.

“Then I’ll sit with Master,” Meng Jimin said.

Then Meng Jimin and Zhu Liangchun rode in their father-in-law's car, while Chen Youqing and An Dong rode in Fang Yan's car, and all their luggage was put in the trunk of their father-in-law's car.

Then the car headed home. On the way, Chen Youqing, sitting in the passenger seat, looked at the cars ahead and said to Fang Yan:

"You've gone to great lengths, bringing two cars over."

Fang Yan thought to himself, "It's a good thing they didn't bring four cars, otherwise it would have been even more grand."

"I was just worried that other people might come along, but it turned out that there were indeed others, and they didn't need us to take them," Fang Yan said with a smile.

After chatting for a few minutes, Fang Yan asked Chen Youqing:
"By the way, does Senior Brother Chen know anything about gliomas?"

Chen Youqing was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, and said:

"Gliomas? I think I've heard of that!"

He paused and asked:

"Is it accompanied by coma, vomiting, and seizures?"

Fang Yan wasn't sure if he was talking about the same illness, but she nodded nonetheless.
"Yes, it has these characteristics."

Chen Youqing asked:
"What? You've encountered this disease?"

"Yes, an acquaintance of mine has been diagnosed with this disease and has been receiving some traditional Chinese medicine treatment. Although he has regained consciousness, his condition is still not very good, and we are looking for a way to cure it completely."

Chen Youqing recalled:

“I have never personally treated this disease, but I encountered a similar case a few years ago when I went to Shanghai for a consultation with my master.”

"I remember he was a middle school teacher. At first, he kept saying he was dizzy. Then he suddenly had a seizure and collapsed. The local hospital found out that there was something growing in his brain. Western medicine said that it was too deep to be removed. His family found the master as their last hope."

He turned his head to look at Fang Yan, his eyes filled with uncertainty:

“I remember that after my master looked at the scan, he also felt my pulse and said that the disease was ‘phlegm and blood stasis intertwined, and toxins invaded the brain orifices.’ It was different from ordinary headaches. It was turbid qi wrapped with phlegm and fire that was drilling into the brain. It couldn’t be suppressed by just using medicine to calm the liver and subdue yang.”

Fang Yan leaned forward and asked, "What method did Old Zhu use back then?"

“I don’t remember the specific prescription very clearly,” Chen Youqing recalled with a frown, “but I remember it very clearly. My master prescribed several insect-based medicines, such as centipedes, scorpions, and earthworms, all of which were ground into powder and used in medicine. He said that these insects could ‘penetrate tendons and bones,’ and that ordinary herbs and wood medicines could not reach such deep places. They had to carry the medicinal properties and drill into the brain.”

He paused, then added, "There's another medicine I remember clearly, it's 'Snake Six Valley,' which is the tuber of konjac. This stuff is poisonous, and most doctors don't dare to use it, but my master said that to deal with this kind of serious illness, we have to use some 'strong medicine,' which can dissolve phlegm and disperse nodules. It just means that we have to use a clay pot to decoct it, and we have to decoct it for three hours to remove the toxicity."

Fang Yan silently memorized the names of the medicines and then asked, "What happened to the patient afterward?"

Chen Youqing said somewhat awkwardly:

"Well... I can't remember. I didn't follow up after that. Maybe you can ask me later."

Fang Yan nodded, saying he would ask when they arrived.

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