Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 709: The Capital's Slums of 1978, Don't Just Talk, Come and Practice! (Monthly Tickets for Extra Updates)
"Master, I want to go too!" As soon as I walked into the door, little Zhao Zhengyi shouted that he wanted to follow.

"Come on!" Fang Yan waved at him.

Lao Fan said to Fang Yan with a surprised look on his face:

"He called you...Master?"

"Isn't this child your nephew?"

The dialect said:

"This is my nephew, and also my third apprentice."

"Ah? What's going on?" Lao Fan asked curiously.

The dialect said:

"It's a long story!"

"It's a long story." Old Fan was speechless.

Fangyan urged:
"Okay, I'll tell you slowly when I get back. Let's go see the patient first."

"Okay." Lao Fan suppressed his curiosity temporarily.

Fang Yan turned around and said to the others:
"You guys go back."

"Let's go." The younger brother called to the others.

The courtyard was so crowded that with so many people entering, the aisle was blocked.

So the others didn't go to watch the fun.

The structure of the slum was actually similar to that of Fangyan's home, except that there were many inexplicable buildings here. For example, the porch was flanked by sundries from various households, and the originally spacious doorway was now so spacious that one had to lean sideways to avoid the old, broken 28-inch bicycle that was blocking the aisle.

The moss growing out of the cracks in the bricks rubbed against the soles of my shoes, making them slippery.

The air smelled of coal smoke and stinking sewers.

After entering the front yard, you can see a pile of coal briquettes stacked by a family at the base of the wall. They are covered with a rotten door panel to prevent snow, and the pile is higher than an octagonal table.

"Hey! Which wicked person dumped rotten vegetable leaves into the ditch again?" The old lady led the way in front. After just a few steps, she saw the ditch was clogged with rotten vegetable leaves. She cursed casually, but didn't see anyone clean it up.

Before he finished speaking, there was a sound of an enamel basin falling from the east room in the front yard.

The old lady in front stopped and said to Fangyan and the others in a low voice:

"It must be that Little Pepper and her mother-in-law are fighting again. She came here to escape famine more than ten years ago from Sichuan. She has a bad temper and doesn't get along with her mother-in-law."

"Are you from Sichuan?" Old Fan realized they were from the same hometown.

When the old lady heard what Lao Fan said, she said:
"Your accent..."

"I'm from Sichuan too," said Lao Fan.

When Fang Yan saw that the two were about to start chatting, he quickly said:
"Okay, let's go see a doctor right away."

The two of them then walked forward.

After passing the array of bamboo clothes-drying poles in the front yard, Fangyan and his companions finally arrived at the middle yard. Several families were crowded in the yard. The public faucet was covered with icicles. A young man was clanging with an iron rod.

An old man in the north room was working on a radio antenna. He used a piece of wire to stick out from the gap between the tiles and wrapped it with tarpaulin.

It looked like a frozen snake.

I don’t know if it works or not.

Seeing Fang Yan coming in, the old man was startled and immediately shouted:

"Oh, Doctor Fang is here!"

Fangyan bowed to him:

"Hello, uncle! Happy New Year!"

The old man responded with a smile:

"happy New Year Happy New Year!"

Then other people in the yard also noticed Fangyan and started to greet him.

Even from the illegally built earthquake shelter in the middle of the yard, a young man appeared and greeted people in dialect.

For a moment it seemed like a leader's inspection.

Someone even greeted the old lady:
"Grandma Liu, have you asked Doctor Fang to come and see Xiaomei?"

Grandma Liu nodded:

"Hey, Doctor Fang is kind-hearted. He agreed to see me as soon as I asked him."

The people around him immediately started praising Fangyan again.

Old Fan saw this scene and found that the dialect had a strong mass base. At least everyone knew about its reputation.

Walk through the middle yard to the back yard.

Finally arriving at their destination, Grandma Liu lifted the blue cloth curtain of her house and greeted Fangyan and the others:

"Come inside, it's warm."

Everyone came into the house, which was probably as big as the room where Lao Fan and Xiao Peng lived, but it was very crowded.

Two wooden bunk beds took up most of the room, and a hissing aluminum kettle sat on the coal stove.

The wall was covered with three layers of newspaper, and there were water stains in the gaps between the words on the 1977 newspaper.

The most important thing is that a attic was built in this room.

Grandma Liu climbed up directly holding the ladder, shaking the ceiling so much that dust fell off.

"Is there someone upstairs?" Fangyan looked up at the old lady.

Grandma Liu said:
"Yes, the children live up there. It's warm there."

After hearing this, Lao Fan muttered subconsciously:
"Hot air rises..."

Then I saw that the dialect had already started to climb up.

He was quick and climbed up to the attic in a short while.

Then little Zhao Zhengyi followed suit and climbed up.

Originally, Lao Fan was afraid that this city kid would not be able to do it, but he found that this kid climbed just as fast as the country kid. He climbed up like a little monkey in just a few tries.

Seeing those movements, he muttered:

"Still practicing martial arts?"

"Come up quickly!" Fangyan shouted to Lao Fan below.

Lao Fan hesitated and asked:
"It won't collapse if there are too many people, right?"

"No, don't worry." Grandma Liu's voice came down.

Lao Fan also hurriedly climbed up using his hands and feet.

When I got upstairs, I saw a little girl lying on the attic.

It seemed that he had been sleeping for quite a while and was just woken up by Grandma Liu. When he saw so many people, he looked at them in confusion.

Grandma Liu said to her granddaughter:

"Xiaomei, I've brought a doctor to see you. It's our doctor Fang."

It must be said that it is indeed warmer in the attic.

Old Fan found that the child's face was flushed with heat.

"Cough... cough... cough... cough..." As soon as the child woke up, he started coughing violently.

The child was coughing so hard that tears and snot were flowing. The old lady hurriedly took a handkerchief from her pocket to wipe the child's tears.

After coughing for a long time, the child stopped and gasped for breath.

An echo similar to the crowing of a rooster can be heard in the throat.

At this time, Grandma Liu handed a glass of water to the child. It was not known whether it was cold or warm, but the child held the enamel cup and drank it down with gulps.

It’s not enough to drink it once, you have to drink it again.

Old Lady Liu said to her:
"Xiaomei, be good. Let Doctor Fang examine you first. After he's done, grandma will get you some water."

Fang Yan saw some unfinished western medicine lying around, and then he came to the little girl and said to her:
"Xiaomei, stick out your tongue and let uncle see it."

The little girl coughed lightly twice, then opened her mouth and obediently stuck out her tongue.

Old Fan came over immediately, took a look and understood what was going on.

At this time Fangyan said to the child:

"Xiaomei, feel my pulse."

After taking the pulse of both hands, Fangyan asked the old lady about the little girl's diet and urination and defecation.

Old Lady Liu said to the dialect:
"This child has not been able to eat anything in the past few days, and his stool is dry and full of sheep shit."

Fang Yan nodded after hearing this, and then looked at Lao Fan who was standing beside him. He knew that the other party wanted to hear his argument, so Fang Yan said:

"Red tongue, thin fur, red throat, slippery and rapid pulse, coughing for half a month, recently coughing day and night, worse at night, red face and ears when coughing, echo of cockcrow in throat, sometimes tears and mucus flow, dry mouth and thirst, poor appetite, dry stool, tried many kinds of western medicine but no effect."

After hearing this, Old Fan nodded repeatedly. Fangyan also remembered what the old lady said before she came in, and he also said out what he observed after going upstairs.

Lao Fan asked again:
"So what's the problem?"

The dialect said:

"From the perspective of TCM syndrome differentiation, it should be that the human body is affected by the epidemic qi from the outside world, and there is already latent phlegm evil accumulated in the body. The phlegm evil and heat evil are intertwined in the airway, and the heat evil burns the body fluid in the lungs, causing the disease."

Lao Fan nodded slightly. Fang Yan was right. Then he asked:
"So how do you plan to treat it?"

The dialect said:

"It should clear away heat and moisten the lungs. I'll prescribe a prescription and take it for two days. It should be fine."

Lao Fan nodded, but suddenly something occurred to him, and he said to Fang Yan:

"You've learned something new today, don't just talk about it. I want you to try using the Twelve Heavenly Star Needles in real combat?"

Fangyan was stunned. It turned out that Lao Fan followed him because of this matter!

He nodded and said:
"Okay, just come!"

After saying that, he rolled up his sleeves.

The bag of needles on his wrist made Lao Fan stunned again. He really didn't expect that Fang Yan would carry needles with him like himself, and use it in this way.

At first glance, it looks more like a way to kill people than to cure diseases.

PS: After finishing this chapter, I still owe you 83000 words.

No more today. Please come early tomorrow.

Lao Feng is working hard on coding for tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)