Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 740 Lin Shengyong has been waiting here for twenty years! A strange pair of master and apprentice (two chapters in one)
After Fangyan thought about this, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was a possibility.

After all, from another perspective, this method can also be used to select descendants when the old man is no longer around.

So what if you do it yourself?

Would you do that yourself?
Fangyan tried to put himself into the role of grandfather.

The situation he was facing at the time seemed to give him a reason to do so, but there was no correct answer at all, and this would definitely render some of the He family's secret recipes unusable.

Therefore, if it is done in dialect, he will still leave a set of correct answers for future generations to find.

Otherwise, no matter how high the understanding of future generations is, they may still encounter times when they don’t do things right.

Especially for some medicinal materials that need to be processed, the specific methods need to be clearly written down, and not all methods can be the same as today's Sanfeng Woodcutting Pills.

Even people like Fangyan who have systematic support and are familiar with various ancient books.

I can't guarantee that the recipe I made can match the He family's secret recipe.

For example, today's Sanfeng Woodcutting Pills were not made into pills, but directly made into decoctions, which was a shortcut.

The drug release of pills is relatively slow, which allows the drugs to continue to work in the body. For some drugs that require long-term conditioning or treatment of chronic diseases, making them into pills can better maintain the efficacy of the drugs.

For example, Liuwei Dihuang Pills are often used to treat symptoms such as weakness in the waist and knees, dizziness and tinnitus caused by kidney yin deficiency. The conditioning of kidney yin deficiency is a relatively long process. Pills can slowly release the drug and continuously nourish the kidney yin to achieve the purpose of long-term conditioning.

Some drugs have strong medicinal properties and may cause strong irritation or adverse reactions to the human body if taken directly.

After being made into pills, the strong effect of the drug can be mitigated by combining it with other excipients, making its medicinal properties more mild.

For example, prescriptions containing toxic drugs, such as Zhouche Pills, contain strong diuretic drugs such as Ginseng, Euphorbia, and Gentiana. After being made into pills, the release rate and dosage of the drugs can be controlled to reduce the strong stimulation to organs such as the stomach and intestines, while at the same time exerting its effect of expelling diuresis and reducing swelling.

Pills are one of the traditional dosage forms of Chinese medicine, and rich experience and application methods have been accumulated in long-term clinical practice.

Many classic Chinese medicine prescriptions have been passed down and used in the form of pills. Following the traditional dosage form can better exert the overall therapeutic effect of the prescription.

Therefore, the counterfeit products you use cannot be compared with the original ones.

Ultimately, I have to go talk to his apprentice.

……

After lunch, Fangyan called people.

Actually, Fangyan originally planned to go alone, but people kept wanting to join him, and by the time he was about to set off, the jeep was already full.

The driver was Mr. Duan from the Security Department of Union Hospital.

Cui Changshou was the co-pilot.

The back seat was filled with Fangyan, Hu Daohu, the younger brother, and Yang Jingxiang.

As for Hu Daohu's assistant, there was simply no room for him.

Hu Daohu asked him to stay in the hospital with Li Chuanwu to take care of the pregnant Huang Huijie and not to go anywhere.

The last group of people set off.

Come out of Union Hospital, drive into Xiaowei Hutong, then turn into Di'anmen East Street, then Di'anmen West Street, enter Luoer Hutong, drive more than 200 meters, and you will reach the entrance of Jishuitan Hospital in Xinjiekou campus.

It’s not far actually. You have to go through Nanluoguxiang and Shichahai. There are a lot of people on this road, so it’s quite lively along the way.

Hu Daohu is a foreigner and this is his first time here.

Since I came back last time, I was always worried that my family might cause trouble, so I didn't go out much. Now that I finally got out, I just took it as a chance to get some fresh air.

After spending so much time with Fangyan, I know what level of kung fu he is at.

With the addition of Cui Changshou, a master, by his side, Hu Daohu felt more at ease.

Most importantly, he felt that he had been training for such a long time that ordinary people would not be able to withstand a few punches from him (in fact, it didn’t take long.)
I came here with some preparation this time.

As the saying goes, the more gifts you give, the less blame you will receive. So I brought some things from home, two packs of foreign cigarettes and two bottles of Scotch whisky given by others.

Although Fangyan has never met Lin Shengyong, Yang Jingxiang said that this person is relatively easy to talk to.

He is polite to everyone, but his ability is limited. Basically, he can only be a deputy director in his lifetime.

People like this no longer have the desire to climb up, nor do they pursue fame and fortune.

Fangyan thinks they should get along better.

So when dealing with such people, we should be more polite.

Because he is an honest man, if you are nice to him, he will be nice to you.

But if it's someone like Qi Yong, it would be very difficult to deal with him. You say he has no ability, but he is only a mediocre medical practitioner, and he is the head of the department, which is quite impressive.

He will not be able to recognize his own strength. The better you treat him, the more he will think you are an idiot. You are humble and he is arrogant. He should dominate you, look down on you, and think he is nobler than you.

If you are not nice to him, he will instead examine the power gap between the two of you.

This is what Fangyan hates the most, so he looked unhappy as soon as he saw Qi Yong.

As an acquaintance here, Yang Jingxiang walked in front when he arrived here.

In dialect, they introduced:

"This is the outpatient building, that is the inpatient building, and over there is the examination department..."

"In fact, the structures of hospitals are similar. What we have at Union Hospital is basically what we have here. Of course, Union Hospital is indeed bigger than here, and Jishuitan cannot compare, but the environment here is better than Union Hospital."

"Look, there is water not far away."

“It’s so pleasant to take a walk here in the summer!”

Yang Jingxiang was like a child who was suppressed by the pressure, chattering non-stop in front of everyone.

Everyone listened to him and then came to the pediatric department.

In the afternoon, we are also open for consultation.

But after all, it is the first month of the lunar year, so relatively not many people come to see the doctor.

Only a few parents holding their children can be seen at the door.

Yang Jingxiang led everyone and found Lin Shengyong's door with ease.

Fangyan looked inside and found that Lin Shengyong was doing stretching exercises facing the window with his back to the door.

There were also sounds of "Hey! Ha! Hey! Ha!" coming from his mouth.

It's like practicing some kind of health-preserving kung fu.

"Director Lin!" Yang Jingxiang shouted inside.

"Hey...Hey!" Lin Shengyong heard the shout, interrupted what he was doing, and turned to look at the door.

At this time Fangyan also saw the man's appearance clearly.

He is of medium build and slightly plump, with sparse hair, a round face, eyes with more black than white, and a pair of half-worn glasses. He looks like an ordinary middle-aged man.

Unlike Qi Yong, Lin Shengyong looks non-aggressive, both in his facial features and temperament.

After seeing Yang Jingxiang, he was a little dazed, and then said:
"Hey, you're not that person..."

"I'm Xiao Yang! Yang Jingxiang." Yang Jingxiang responded.

When Lin Shengyong heard this, he immediately reacted:

"Ohh, Yang Xiao's son!?"

"Yes!" Yang Jingxiang nodded.

Then Lin Shengyong pointed at Yang Jingxiang and several people behind him:
"You... who are you? Something wrong?"

Yang Jingxiang said:
"Oh, that's it, Director Lin. It's us..."

"Let me do it." Fang Yan patted Yang Jingxiang on the shoulder, then walked into Lin Shengyong's clinic.

"Hello, Director Lin. My name is Fang Yan, and I'm Mr. He Xiu's grandson." Fang Yan went straight to the point and placed the gift directly on Lin Shengyong's examination table.

Lin Shengyong was a little confused and replied subconsciously:
"You... hello!"

Then he reacted, pointed at the dialect and said:
"Wait, aren't you the one with the dialect that was in the newspaper?"

"He treated overseas Chinese businessmen, and earned two buildings and more than a dozen ambulances for Union Hospital..."

Just when he was halfway through his speech, he suddenly slapped his forehead again:

"No, whose grandson are you?"

"He Xiu." Fang Yan said.

Lin Shengyong opened his mouth and asked Fang Yan uncertainly:

"Is the He Xiu you are talking about the same He Xiu I am thinking of?"

Fangyan was speechless, and found that this person's words were really eccentric. He couldn't read his mind, so how could he know what he was thinking?
But Fangyan still understood what he meant.

He nodded and said:
"He is from the Department of Pediatrics of Traditional Chinese Medicine, the same He Xiu who was in charge of the management of southern doctors coming to Beijing."

"I am the son of his daughter He Huiru. My name is Fang Yan."

Hearing Fangyan's words, Lin Shengyong immediately became excited. He was somewhat at a loss and spoke incoherently:

"He Huiru, it's true! Oh, I...you...well...what's your father's name?"

"Fang Zhenhua!" Fang Yan responded.

"Oh, yes, yes!" Lin Shengyong patted his forehead.

Fangyan thought that he was probably testing his own authenticity.

"Hey, what was I going to say?" Lin Shengyong changed the subject, as if he had forgotten something.

Then he said:

"Yes, yes, brother!"

After saying that, he came up and shook Fangyan's hand.

Then he realized that he had miscalculated the generations, and spat at the side:
"Pooh... Sorry, I said the wrong thing!"

Then he quickly changed his words:

"Master's nephew!"

Then he asked in dialect with uncertainty:
"Should I call it that? I'm not sure. Oh, my mind is slowing down as I get older. My master once said that I was stupid."

Fang Yan looked at his somewhat funny attitude and said calmly:

"You can call me whatever you want."

Lin Shengyong expressed enthusiasm and said:
"Hurry, hurry, stop standing, come in and sit down."

Just as everyone was about to come in, he immediately changed his words:

"No, no, we should go to my house!"

It can be seen that he is a little too excited.

Fang Yan said to him:
"You're at work, so we can just talk here."

After hearing this, Lin Shengyong nodded and said:

"That's right, I'll listen to you."

After saying this, he called out to the people behind Fangyan:

"Come on, come on, everyone find a place to sit, I have plenty of chairs here."

"You're welcome."

After that, he picked up the kettle and shook it, then said to Fang Yan:

"Wait a moment, I'll go get a bottle of water."

Then, without caring about anyone else, he trotted out with the kettle.

Now Fang Yan and his friends were the only ones left in the room.

Old Hu, who had seen countless people, reminded Fang Yan:
"Director Lin's personality seems to be different from that of ordinary people, doesn't it?"

Fang Yan nodded. He was a little unsure whether this guy was acting or really like this. However, based on his observation just now, he was more inclined to believe that everything was a real reaction.

If he were acting, his acting skills would be so good.

It simply doesn't make sense that he can be a deputy director with such ability.

Generally, one can rise to the position of deputy director with some ability and over a period of time.

At this time, Yang Jingxiang stood up and revealed:
"He has always been like this. He was nicknamed "stubborn" in the past."

"He thinks about things from a different perspective than other people do."

After hearing this, Fangyan nodded slightly without commenting.

He then went to the table and saw the medical records that Lin Shengyong had not yet collected.

While the other party was not back yet, Fang Yan randomly opened a page of the medical record and started reading it quickly.

The format in which he writes is quite similar to that of my grandfather:
'February 1978, 2.'

'Xia, male, 5 years old.'

'Main complaint and medical history: Fever and cough for five or six days, no sweating, aversion to cold and dry nose at the beginning, nausea and vomiting when coughing, pale complexion.'

'I have had diarrhea for a month, five or six times a day, coughed up blood twice yesterday, and had blood in my stool three times.'

'Examination: Measles mucosal plaques were found in the oral cavity, the tongue was pale red, and the tongue coating was white.'

'After admission, he vomited blood clots twice, had a lot of purple blood in his stool, was mentally exhausted, and had a body temperature of 39°C. Auscultation of the lungs revealed sputum sounds.'

'Symptom differentiation: Sha poison is forced inside, burning blood vessels, evil heat forces blood to flow wildly, and will inevitably sink inward and cause blockage.'

'Therapeutic method: The pungent and cool herbs can reach the surface, clear the Ying and cool the blood, replenish the Qi, consolidate the Qi and promote the flow of Qi, so as to restore the positive Qi and eliminate the evil, and the bleeding will stop when the toxic heat is resolved.'

'Prescription: duckweed 6g, burdock seeds 6g, winter mulberry leaves 10g, black gardenia 10g, agrimony 10g, sanguisorba officinalis charcoal 10g, eclipta prostrata 10g, lotus root charcoal 10g, white imperata flower 6g, ten gray pills 10g (wrapped and decocted)'

'2g of ginseng and notoginseng powder, divided into 2 doses.'

'2g of ginseng powder, mixed with Chenjing ink.'

'Blood transfusion and fluid replacement at the same time.'

'At night, large spots appeared on the child's forehead, which did not fade when pressed with fingers. There were obvious sha spots on the chest, but he also had blood in his stool once. This was due to excessive stagnation of sha evil, toxic heat and depression.'

'The next morning, the sha turned purple-brown, and I was given a large dose of Qingying, Liangxue and Jiedu.'

'Prescription: 10g of Lithospermum officinale, 10g of Radix Rehmanniae, 6g of Cortex Moutan, 10g of Flos Lonicerae, 10g of Fructus Forsythiae, 10g of Herba Ecliptae, 10g of Charcoal of Lotus Nodes, 15g of Imperatae Rhizoma, 10g of Ten Gray Pills (decoction), 2.5g of Peppermint, and 6g of Burdock.'

'After taking the medicine, the sha spots appeared, the bleeding stopped, the tongue coating became flakes, the tongue became red, and the coughing fits occurred.'

'The patient was treated with nourishing yin, clearing away phlegm and detoxifying, and was cured by using Adenophora, Scrophularia, Lonicera, Forsythia, Lithospermum, Cortex Moutan, Red Peony Root, Phragmites australis, Licorice, and Mung Bean Skin.'

When Fangyan saw the last recipe, his eyes suddenly lit up.

It was the He family secret recipe that my grandfather had, and he used it here too!

You can ignore the previous part. His prescriptions were not very good, and even felt a bit messy, but the prescription at the end really cured the patient.

Fangyan continued to flip through the pages. At this time, Cui Changshou, who was standing at the door, coughed lightly.

Fangyan also heard the sound of jogging footsteps.

I had to put down the medical notes in my hand.

Return to your previous seat and sit down.

Sure enough, Lin Shengyong appeared at the door after a while and said to everyone:

"Sorry, it's been a long wait."

Then he took out the cup and tea leaves:

"Come on, come on, make some tea!"

Yang Jingxiang went up to help, but he refused and insisted on doing it himself.

While making tea, he asked in dialect:

"By the way, I remember your mother studied Western medicine, right? How come you studied Chinese medicine?"

“And he’s learned so well!”

Fang Yan said to him:
"Thank you for the compliment. I also met a Taoist doctor when I was sent to the countryside to work as a sent-down youth. I learned a little from him."

"Then I came back and became a disciple of an old man from Xiyuan Hospital. Later, by chance, I met Zhu Liangchun, a doctor from Nantong who is famous for his five poisons, and learned some of his medical skills..."

This is a cliché often used in dialect and sounds very familiar.

After listening, Lin Shengyong was surprised:

"Oh, you... your learning experience is quite complicated."

Then he said with some envy:

“All the teachers I met were famous teachers!”

Then he smacked his lips:
"But that's true. If it weren't for so many famous teachers, they wouldn't be able to teach you."

Then he said cheerfully:
"Who would have thought that you are actually my master's grandson!"

"This talented young Chinese medicine practitioner who has shaken the capital city is actually my master's grandson. He should be very happy in heaven!"

After saying this, he clasped his hands together and bowed to the four directions.

Fangyan observed his behavior carefully. He seemed a little off the mark, but his face was full of sincerity.

At this time, Lin Shengyong asked Fang Yan:

"By the way, how did you know me?"

"I haven't interacted with my fellow disciples for a long time."

The dialect did not say Old Dengtou, but said:

"I know you from my uncle. He said you are the most promising among grandpa's apprentices."

Hearing this, Lin Shengyong said happily:

"Hahaha, he wouldn't say that to me, would he? He used to call me a fool."

Fangyan didn't expect that his uncle would behave like this.

At this time, Lin Shengyong said:

"Nephew, I actually know why you are here."

"Huh?" Fang Yan was stunned.

Lin Shengyong said:
"You're here to get something from me, right?"

After hearing this, Fangyan did not answer. He did not expect the other party to suddenly say this.

He stared at Lin Shengyong, trying to see his intentions.

However, Lin Shengyong was not panicked at all. He looked at Fang Yan with a smile and said:
"Don't be nervous, it's not hard to guess, and it's prepared for you."

Fangyan was startled:
"Prepared for me?"

Lin Shengyong said:
"To be precise, it is prepared for one of your descendants."

"What do you mean?" Fangyan asked.

Lin Shengyong said:
"My master asked me to keep some things for him. When the time comes, if someone among his descendants who studies Chinese medicine comes to me, he will ask me to take out the things."

When Fangyan heard this, he was stunned for a moment.

He didn't expect this to be the answer.

After a second, he asked:

"what?"

Lin Shengyong said:
"do not know."

"I don't know?" Fangyan was a little surprised. What the hell?

Lin Shengyong explained:

"It's a document bag. It should contain something he wrote down. It's not for me, and I didn't open it to look at it."

Hearing this, Fangyan narrowed his eyes.

To be honest, he didn't really trust Lin Shengyong and had never opened it.

But in all likelihood, it should be the password corresponding to the secret recipe given by the old man!

At this time, Lin Shengyong said to Fang Yan:

"Hey, after waiting for so many years, you are finally here. Before, no one in my master's family studied Chinese medicine. You came to me to borrow money, but I don't have the money to borrow!"

"Or my fellow apprentices came to inquire about the master's inheritance. Anyway, I said I had none and rejected them all."

"They all hated me to death at the time, and they haven't interacted with me since then. I don't dare to go to them rashly, lest I let the secret slip..."

He breathed a sigh of relief and said to Fang Yan:
"Well now, you're finally here."

"I've been waiting for you for almost twenty years!"

Fang Yan asked him:
"You said you were waiting for me, but what if you can't wait for me?"

Lin Shengyong said:
"It's impossible that I can't wait. Master said that as long as his descendants study Chinese medicine, he will have to deal with pediatrics."

"No matter who it is, as long as his technology can reach the bottleneck, someone will definitely come to him."

"It may be the third generation in 20 years, or the fourth generation in 40 years. Anyway, he doesn't count on the second generation."

"Anyway, I'll just wait. As long as I don't die and live long enough, I'll definitely be able to wait."

Everyone else present was dumbfounded. What kind of logic was this?
Not flexible at all.

It would be better for people to pay attention to the next generation, identify the promising ones and teach them, and then just give the things to them.

As if he understood what everyone was saying, Lin Shengyong laughed loudly and said:

"Haha, you may think my behavior is stupid, but I was saved by my master."

"He gave me this life. Over the years, I have relied on the skills he taught me to marry and have children. I live a good life. Delivering a message to his descendants is just a small favor to him."

Fangyan didn't laugh, he was thinking.

Hearing him say that, it seemed to make sense.

Just wait and leave the rest to fate.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, this is still a screening strategy.

It must be a descendant of the He family, and this person must be a student of Chinese medicine, and even has to master the bottleneck of pediatrics. When the thought of finding information about the ancestor He Xiu to study was thought of, this talent was selected.

He must be the third or fourth generation of the He family, and he has learned almost all the Chinese pediatrics that can be learned on the market. He has reached a bottleneck and is in urgent need of a breakthrough in his information.

Could it be that he had calculated this day already?

Then they worked hard to save more people and leave more medical records.

By the way, you can also leave a backup plan for your most honest disciple?

The dialect suddenly felt a little creepy.

What kind of mentality was it to complete such a plan?
Seeing Fangyan's indifferent expression, Lin Shengyong said:
"Nephew, I can see that you don't trust me. Maybe it has something to do with the other brothers? They are all smart people... Never mind, I won't gossip about it."

"It doesn't matter if you don't trust me. I'm different from the others. I'm just here to help the master."

"I'll find someone to help lead the class, and we'll go get the things."

PS: The 6000-word basic chapter has been updated.

There will be more updates later.

(End of this chapter)