Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 2 Taoist Medicine's Twelve-and-a-Half Linked Locking Massage Technique
Fang Yan was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that rescuing a person would actually activate the system.

All of a sudden, he felt that the Taoist doctor's twelve and a half serial massage techniques were extremely familiar and proficient in his mind!

It’s like I’ve really used it for ten extra years.

On the other side, when the secretary was about to say something, Fang Yan had already squatted down and confirmed whether the patient was conscious according to the procedure. He asked:

"Comrade, do you remember your name and where you are now?"

The middle-aged man was a little confused, but he still answered:
"I... I'm Yan Wenbin, on the train to Beijing."

Fangyan looked at the young man next to him, and the other nodded, indicating that the name and destination were correct.

At this time, the middle-aged man looked at Fang Yan and asked:
"Little comrade, you saved me?"

"Yes." Fang Yan nodded.

Nowadays, someone who can live in a soft sleeper compartment with a follower is obviously not an ordinary person.

Yan Wenbin said to the dialect:

"Little comrade, I really want to thank you. I thought I was going to die just now."

Fangyan shook his head and said:
"Don't be in a hurry to thank me yet. You have just woken up and your physical problem has not been solved yet."

When these words were spoken, Yan Wenbin and his secretary Yang Shusheng were both startled, and then immediately became nervous.

Fangyan asked:

"Does your chest still feel stuffy? Are your limbs still numb?"

Yan Wenbin felt it:
"Uh...if you put it that way, there are still some."

Fangyan said to Yang Shusheng:
"Go ask the conductor if you can get off at the next stop and find a hospital. Comrade Yan must see a doctor as soon as possible."

"I will massage a few acupuncture points for him to relieve his symptoms."

Yang Shusheng looked at Yan Wenbin, who nodded at him, and he said:
"Okay, I'll go talk to you right away."

After Yang Shusheng left, Fang Yan and Yan Wenbin were the only ones left in the room.

At this moment, Fangyan started massaging the Hegu point on Yan Wenbin's hand, then moved to Neiguan, and then began to massage the Zusanli point under the knee with his hands.

After repeatedly massaging both sides, Yan Wenbin felt that his condition had improved a lot.

He said gratefully to Fang Yan:
"Thank you, little comrade! I feel much better now."

Fang Yan nodded and continued to massage him. He had no other choice at the moment. If he had silver needles, it wouldn't be so troublesome.

With ten years of Taoist medical experience, Fang Yan feels that every time he has a massage, he has a very familiar touch guiding him, and he can find the acupuncture points subconsciously.

This feeling is somewhat magical!

"By the way, what's your name and which hospital unit are you from?"

"It would be good to write a thank you letter to your company afterwards."

Yan Wenbin asked in dialect.

Dialects raised their heads:
"My name is Fangyan. I am an educated youth who returned to the city. I don't have a job now."

Yan Wenbin was a little surprised. He didn't expect Fangyan to be an educated youth who had returned to the city. Looking at his professional and skilled techniques, he thought he was a doctor from some hospital.

He couldn't help but ask:

"So what's up with your medical skills?"

Fangyan responded with a smile:
"My mother is a doctor at Union Hospital, so I learned some from her when I was young. I also read medical books when I had nothing to do, so I learned some."

"If there weren't other doctors in our carriage just now, it wouldn't be my turn to save people."

"So that's how it is..." Yan Wenbin nodded thoughtfully.

Soon the door of the soft sleeper compartment was opened, and Yang Shusheng came back from outside, followed by the conductor and a middle-aged man. "Secretary Yan, this is the doctor we found, he is Professor Wang Ze from BJ Medical College." The conductor pointed to the middle-aged man next to him and said to Yan Wenbin in the room.

Fangyan looked at Wang Ze. There really were big shots on the train back to Beijing this time. The BJ Medical College, which is the Peking University School of Medicine in later generations, can be traced back to the Medical Industrial Hall of the Imperial University of Peking in 1903. All those who can be professors there are very capable. In later generations, there are also many big shots in their basic and clinical disciplines who are known to Fangyan. Since 1959, the BJ Medical College has become one of the six key universities in the country. In the early s, a large number of backbone teachers went west to Luoyang, Lanzhou, Inner Mongolia, Jiuquan and other places to support local construction.

Wang Ze walked up to Yan Wenbin and asked:

"Where do you feel uncomfortable? Tell me."

Yan Wenbin looked at Fang Yan and said:

"Comrade Fangyan, you should tell me. You know my situation better."

Upon hearing this, Fang Yan repeated to Wang Ze the first aid process exactly as he had just done, and also described the symptoms he had seen at the time.

Upon hearing this, Wang Ze hurried forward to observe Yan Wenbin, and indeed found a wrinkle on his earlobe. Then he put his hand on Yan Wenbin's hand to take his pulse, and confirmed that Fang Yan's judgment was correct.

He looked at Fang Yan curiously and asked:
"You are using the Taoist medicine's Twelve and a Half Linked Locking Massage Technique?"

Fangyan nodded:
"Yes, the Soul-Returning Lock is perfect for emergency treatment of blood stasis in the heart."

Wang Ze became interested and asked:

"Where did you learn Taoist medicine?"

"..." Fangyan didn't speak. Isn't it easy to learn in later generations? Who hasn't learned this when studying Chinese medicine? Even many people who haven't studied medicine can find these in various first aid manuals.

Suddenly, he was startled and realized that he seemed to be wrong.

This Taoist medicine's Twelve and a Half Linked Locking Massage Technique was not made public until the 1990s. Before that, it had always been a secret technique mastered by a small number of people.

The current time is 1977, which means that for at least another ten years, only a small number of people will know this massage technique.

"I learned it from others by chance." Fang Yan said to Wang Ze.

"I see." Wang Ze nodded without further questioning, turned to Yan Wenbin and said:
"Comrade, you are lucky to have met a master. If he hadn't arrived in time, you would have been in real danger today."

"I don't have any medicine with me. In your case, I suggest you get off at the next stop and find a hospital to stabilize your condition first."

Yan Wenbin nodded:

"Yes, Comrade Fang said the same thing."

At this time, Yan Wenbin's secretary, Yang Shusheng, said:
"I've already communicated. We'll get off at the next stop."

Next, Yan Wenbin packed his luggage and got off the car with his secretary. Before getting off the car, he left Fangyan's address in Beijing and said that he would visit him after he recovered from his illness.

Finally, they asked the conductor to give the vacant berths to Fang Yan and Professor Wang Ze so that they could have a better experience on the rest of the journey.

Logically speaking, a professor of Wang Ze's level should be able to get more soft sleeper tickets, but for some reason he didn't get any, and instead had to squeeze into a hard seat like Fangyan.

After some inquiries, I found out that he did have a soft sleeper ticket, and it was fully reimbursed by his company.

However, he found someone to exchange tickets and sold the soft sleeper ticket to someone else, using the difference to subsidize his family, so he was able to sit in the hard seat at the back.

"It's all thanks to you that I didn't do anything and still got a soft sleeper room." Wang Ze said as he took out the dry food in his bag to share with Fang Yan, without any professorial airs at all.

After a casual chat just now, he also learned the basic situation of the dialect.

I know that his father is also an associate professor at the Industrial College, and his mother is a doctor at the Union Hospital. Both of them can be considered his colleagues.

In addition, Fangyan also knows the Taoist medicine's Twelve and a Half Linked Locking Massage Technique, which makes him even more interested in Fangyan.

After talking for a while, I felt sorry for the dialect.

He found that Fangyan had a rich knowledge base in medicine, especially traditional Chinese medicine, and he was obviously a talented person.

Wang Ze said that in the case of dialect, one should ask the family to help and recommend the child to go to university through the workers, farmers, and soldiers program. This way, after graduation, it will be easier to find a job.

Hearing this dialect, he remembered that the college entrance examination was resumed in his previous life, and it seemed that it was this year.

(End of this chapter)