Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 810 Exchanging Letters in the Medical World, A Clash of Wits in the Sea of ​​Books (Bonus Chapter for Monthly Tickets)

"No, I was just asking casually," Fang Yan replied calmly.

Chu Qiaonan asked with slight confusion:

"Really?"

"Mm." Fang Yan nodded.

This kind of thing is best left unsaid. If the other party doesn't mention Ni Haixia, Fang Yan will just assume that Ni Haixia hadn't shown his talent when he was around.

Unless the other person actually mentions Ni Haixia, it's not easy to start a conversation in dialect. Otherwise, if he takes the initiative to say his name, especially if he's a peer from Taiwan, it will be really hard to explain later.

Chu Qiaonan said:
"Actually, I left early, so even if there were any outstanding junior brothers over there, I wouldn't know."

Fang Yan noticed that Chu Qiaonan's sixth sense seemed to be exceptionally developed, as if he knew exactly what she was going to ask.

He didn't continue the topic, but said to Chu Qiaonan:
"Let's go inside and have lunch."

Seeing that Fang Yan was no longer paying attention to the topic, Chu Qiaonan nodded and got out of the car.

It was only then that I discovered that Fangyan had its own independent courtyard house.

This place is much bigger than where he lives now, and Peking Union Medical College Hospital is just a short walk away.

This place is not only close to the school, but also very close to my workplace.

Chu Qiaonan was immediately drawn to the courtyard house.

After entering the courtyard house following the local dialect, I discovered that it was a world completely isolated from the outside world.

The phrase "finding tranquility amidst the hustle and bustle" is embodied in this courtyard house.

Chu Qiaonan was starting to feel a little envious.

Then Fang Yan took Chu Qiaonan to meet her family.

He introduced Chu Qiaonan to everyone, and then introduced his family to her.

After Chu Qiaonan greeted everyone, Zhu Lin went to the kitchen to add more dishes.

Since they were waiting for their older sister to come back for lunch anyway, the two of them poured themselves some tea and went to the study to chat.

Chu Qiaonan had been observing the environment of Fang Yan's home.

As he walked from the main hall to the study, he said to Fang Yan:

"Your courtyard house reminds me of the villas I live in abroad; they're just as spacious."

"The place I live in now isn't small, but it's much smaller than yours."

Fang Yan asked Chu Qiao Nan curiously:
Where are you living now?

Chu Qiaonan said:
"In a cadre compound in Haidian."

Fang Yan suddenly realized that the place arranged here should be the same kind of house that Fang Yan's family used to live in.

"Two bedrooms and one living room?" Fang Yan asked.

Chu Qiao Nan nodded:

"Ah."

He asked in dialect:

"You live alone?"

Chu Qiaonan smiled and said:
"Since I'm not married, of course I can only live alone."

They had arrived at the study door by then. With a creak, Fang Yan pushed the door open.

The moment the door opened, Chu Qiaonan looked inside and was immediately stunned.

Three of the four walls here are tall bookshelves, filled with books.

It's simply not the size of a bookstore you'd expect in a home.

Moreover, many of the books are in the old-fashioned style of hand-binding, and some are even handwritten with a brush.

This suggests that the book is most likely a unique copy.

Unless it's printed using movable type, it's highly likely that many copies were printed.

He exclaimed in amazement:

"This is your study?"

"It's just like a small bookstore."

He said in dialect:

"Most of them are medical books passed down to me by my master."

Chu Qiaonan casually walked up to a bookshelf, picked up a book at random, flipped through it, and exclaimed in surprise:
"Books from the Qing Dynasty, my goodness! Your master must be from a long-established family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, with several times more books than my master's family."

Fang Yan nodded and said:
"They come from a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners."

Master Lu Donghua's family had indeed practiced medicine for generations, though it was a family tradition of both medicine and martial arts. The medical books passed down through generations were numerous, filling an entire room.

Chu Qiaonan was amazed by the profound knowledge and skills of the Fangyan School.

After regaining his senses, he said to Fang Yan:

"I think I suddenly understand why you are so outstanding."

Fang Yan felt like laughing, but maintained a calm expression as she said:
"So, does this mean I've revealed my secret?"

Chu Qiaonan smiled and nodded:
"Of course, not just anyone can see all these medical books in the room."

It's clear he's quite envious of all the books in the room.

Then his gaze fell on a corner of the room, where he discovered that there were several boxes of books.

He exclaimed in surprise:

"Why is there still more?"

He said in dialect:

"Oh, that was inherited from my maternal grandfather. We don't have enough bookshelves right now, so we can only store it in a box for now."

Chu Qiaonan suddenly realized and said:

"I heard that your maternal grandfather was an outstanding pediatrician in Beijing."

He said in dialect:

"Are you very well-informed?"

Chu Qiaonan nodded and said:

“I’m very interested in you. I’ve heard all the news about you that’s circulating in the market.”

He paused for a moment, then said seriously:

"And I also know that you are a successor of Mr. Cheng Xinnong's acupuncture techniques."

Hearing this, Fang Yan finally realized that the kid was about to get down to business.

However, Fang Yan remained calm and said to him:
"I am not in a master-disciple relationship with Mr. Cheng."

Chu Qiaonan was taken aback; she hadn't expected this answer.

“However, I do know his acupuncture technique,” ​​Fang Yan added.

Chu Qiaonan immediately became delighted and smiled:

"Does that mean the master-disciple relationship doesn't matter anymore?"

"If possible, I can exchange the usage of the Thirteen Ghost Needles in my possession with you."

Fang Yan nodded and said:
"Of course, I'm also quite interested in the needlework you're using."

When Master Cheng taught dialects before, the Cheng Family Three Talents Needle was only half-formed.

By exchanging half a set of Cheng's Three Talents Needles for Chu Qiaonan's Thirteen Ghost Needles, Fang Yan felt that this was a good deal.

“But I still need to ask Elder Cheng, since this method isn’t mine,” Fang Yan said to Chu Qiaonan.

“Of course.” Chu Qiaonan nodded.

After saying that, he took a book out of his pocket and handed it to Fang Yan:

"Alright, to show my sincerity, I'll let you take a look at this book, 'Clinical Case Studies of the Thirteen Ghost Needles.' Although it doesn't contain the techniques, I believe the treatment principles and clinical experience will still be enlightening for you."

Fang Yan knew that this was the book he wrote in Taiwan and published in the Journal of Acupuncture and Moxibustion.

This stuff is impossible to get in mainland China; I never expected him to bring it back.

"Thank you." Fang Yan didn't stand on ceremony and accepted it directly.

I glanced through them and found quite a few clinical case studies.

In order to reciprocate, Fang Yan generously said to him:
"Why don't you pick a few books from the room to read?"

Upon hearing Fang Yan's words, Chu Qiao Nan laughed:

"Haha, great! Looks like I made the right choice coming here."

He was extremely envious of all the books in the room. Even his master didn't have this many books, and many of the families he visited didn't have this many books either. He had only seen so many books here.

It evokes a sense of happiness, like a mouse falling into a rice jar.

Having interacted with so many people, I finally feel like I made the right choice coming here today when I arrived at this dialect forum.

P.S.: I still owe you 46000 words after finishing this chapter.

There will be more this afternoon!

(End of this chapter)