Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 784 Reactions of Various People: Is This How It's Written in "Water Margin"? (Bonus Chapter for Monthly Tickets)

"Well said!" Xiao Chengzhi gave Fang Yan a thumbs up.

This was the first time Fang Yan had ever seen Xiao Chengzhi display such passion.

Upon hearing Fang Yan's summary, many of the others nodded in agreement, especially those who followed Fang Yan.

Doctors from the Lingnan school of thought also showed a rapidly increasing fondness for the local dialect.

Many of them had heard Yu Yunxiu's story since childhood, so it's not an exaggeration to consider him a major villain.

Now, when I hear someone from a dialect clearly express their opinion in front of others, I feel like I'm treating them as a kindred spirit.

Fang Yan looked at Cheng Baogui beside her, who then gave her an approving look.

He nodded in agreement.

Fang Yan realized that she had really misunderstood him before.

Li Zhengji, on the other hand, did not participate in the discussion; instead, he was looking at the medical records that Fang Yan had given him.

He seemed completely absorbed in it. Goodness, his habit of reading in any spare moment is even more diligent than mine. Geniuses really do have something different about them.

When the school bell rang, the doctors from the Lingnan school became even more enthusiastic about the task assigned to them by Fang Yan to move the ideological and political textbooks.

However, there wasn't much to cover in the next political science class.

These are basically things that everyone is familiar with.

However, this is also quite necessary; it is now an essential course in every class.

Then came the third lesson, which was a selection of classic texts.

This lesson reinforces the classics of Traditional Chinese Medicine, aiming to resist the impact of the trend of "abolishing medicine and preserving drugs".

The lecturer was Professor Wang Yuchuan.

The content is the "Huangdi Neijing" (Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic).

Therefore, there is no textbook for this lesson.

Of course, most people can recite the Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic. Even those in Group C can see the original text written by Professor Wang Yuchuan on the blackboard.

Unlike Lao Fang's lectures, Professor Yu Chuan's lectures were more serious, and he was more restrained in expressing his emotions. Of course, in the end, he still refuted the idea of ​​abolishing traditional medicine and preserving remedies.

This was a task assigned by the university of traditional Chinese medicine, and everyone accepted this viewpoint while studying it.

There are already some signs of various methods being used to eliminate traditional Chinese medicine, and traditional Chinese medicine practitioners are resisting these attempts.

This can be seen in universities specializing in traditional Chinese medicine.

When get out of class ended, Fang Yan found Professor Yu Chuan and told him about Da Jin.

Professor Yuchuan was also very straightforward. Fang Yan rarely asked him for help, but this time when he found him, he didn't refuse and immediately said:

"Have him come over the day after tomorrow. He can just come to my office."

"Okay," Fang Yan nodded in agreement.

Now that Da Jin's matter is settled, let's see if he can actually stay here to cultivate his mind and read more books.

The fourth period is for self-study, mainly because it's the beginning of the school year and many books haven't arrived yet.

Moreover, some teachers are currently very busy, and there is simply not enough teaching staff.

So we had no choice but to arrange for self-study.

During self-study, the newbies in Group C started digesting the theoretical knowledge from the first and third lessons, while others began to chat casually. Back then, some people weren't satisfied with talking about Yu Yunxiu, and now they were going to talk about it to their hearts' content during self-study.

However, Fang Yan did not participate; he only needed to know what everyone else was thinking.

During his self-study time, he began to look through medical records.

The main medical records I reviewed were those of Wang Pengfei and Song Zuomin, focusing on pediatric procedures.

These two were as famous as my grandfather He Xiu back then, so their medical records must have some merit. Fang Yan flipped through the books very quickly. The class was only forty minutes long, and by the time he finished class, he had already read several books.

Seeing Fang Yan's rapid flipping through the pages, Song Jianzhong, who was standing next to Fang Yan, felt that Fang Yan was just skimming through the pages.

He didn't have any objections to this, thinking that Fang Yan probably wanted to find a medical case with some unique features to look at. He himself read through Fang Yan's maternal grandfather He Xiu's medical cases several times, trying his best to memorize them. The main reason was that the old man liked to write in classical Chinese, which made him a little uncomfortable.

As the school bell rang at noon, it was lunchtime.

Today, all the people who work at Peking Union Medical College Hospital with Fang Yan are going to eat there, but Fang Yan is the only one who wants to have dinner with foreigners here.

When get out of class ended, Fang Yan asked Lao Fan to tell his family that he wouldn't be going home for lunch.

Old Fan agreed, and then he and the others rode their bicycles to Peking Union Medical College Hospital for a free meal. Some of them planned to set up their rooms at the hospital at noon so they could rest there that night. After being bombarded by snoring and sleep talking last night, many of them felt it was better to sleep alone.

After all, cycling only takes a short time, and the commute is very short.

Xiao Peng, from the Traditional Chinese Medicine class, took the lead again, pedaling his bicycle at the speed of a motorcycle and disappearing from the school gate in a flash. The others followed closely behind, saying goodbye to Fang Yan and then leaving the school.

After they left, Fang Yan, Du Heng, and Yan Yifan headed towards the cafeteria together. On the way, they encountered many international students, who were equally unhurried; after all, there weren't many people queuing at their windows, so there was no need to panic.

Du Heng asked Fang Yan and Yan Yifan:
"What do you think they learn in international classes?"

Yan Yifan said:
"It should be about the same, right?"

Du Heng asked Fang Yan:

"Brother Fang, do you know?"

He said in dialect:

"I haven't seen their course schedule, but there should be some differences. In addition to the basics of traditional Chinese medicine, their courses mainly cover international topics. Some students will be going abroad in the future, while others will be involved in the trade of Chinese medicinal herbs or planting in other places."

"Anyway, they shouldn't be part of the same system as us."

Yan Yifan had just said:

"We can ask that Cuban guy when we eat later."

Du Heng nodded.

Fang Yan asked curiously at this moment:

"By the way, how old is José Miranda? Is he white or black?"

Du Heng said:

"I can't tell their ages from their age. This guy, Hossué, has a beard and should be in his thirties, right? He's white, but his skin doesn't seem particularly fair."

Fang Yan understood; he was a mixed-race person.

I remember reading in the newspaper that, according to a 1970 survey, whites accounted for 72.8% of Cuba's population, blacks for 12.7%, mixed-race (European and Indigenous) people for 14%, and other races for 0.5%, which is basically just over 2 overseas Chinese and a small number of Japanese.

When the three arrived at the canteen, many people were already eating. Today's main dish was cornbread and sorghum rice mixed with a small amount of millet.

There's a new window for special refined grains, where you can get white rice and steamed buns.

The side dishes were stir-fried shredded potatoes, stewed cabbage and tofu, and stir-fried shredded radish with vermicelli (last time it was stewed).

They also added pickled cucumbers, which cost one cent a small dish and didn't require a ticket.

The soup is still cabbage soup. After being suspected yesterday of being a cabbage stew with tofu (a dish made by washing the pot), today there are no tofu residue left, completely clearing me of suspicion.

They didn't linger and went straight to the window for the international class.

At this moment, a man with a thick beard stood up with two other people and waved to Fang Yan and his companions.

"That's him!" Du Heng whispered to Fang Yan.

Fang Yan nodded and then walked over confidently.

Then the bearded man came up with a warm hug, which was quickly defused by Fang Yan's outstretched hand.

Cubans have a tradition of kissing, and Fangyan doesn't want to be kissed on the face by a big bearded man.

Hosué, the bearded man who hadn't yet spoken to the dialect, said in broken Mandarin:

"Hello, Fang Yan, my name is José Miranda! It's nice to meet you."

Fang Yan nodded and said:
"Josue, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Hossué pointed to the table behind him and said to the dialect:

"Come on, I've already bought the food. Let's eat and talk!"

Fang Yan and Du Heng looked over and discovered a lot of dishes.

There was white rice, meat buns, buttered bread, as well as braised pork, sweet and sour pork, steamed fish, steamed egg custard, stir-fried fatty pork with vegetables, and coffee.

The dialect itself wasn't very appealing, but it certainly made Du Heng and Yan Yifan very hungry.

Hossué, holding Fang Yan's hand, said:

"Friend! I've heard many of your stories, and I admire you greatly. I want to become a miracle doctor like you, and I also want to be your good friend! I hope this meal is the beginning of our friendship!"

"From now on, what's mine is yours!"

"Let's become sworn brothers!"

The more he listened to the dialect, the more something seemed off, so he quickly stopped him and asked:
"Wait, Hossué, I'd like to ask how old you are this year? And where did you find out about your sworn brotherhood?"

Hossué spread his hands and said:
"I was nineteen years old, and that's how it was in the stories I read in 'Water Margin'!"

P.S.: I still owe you 60000 words after finishing this chapter.

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

Lao Feng is working hard to write tomorrow's code.

(End of this chapter)