Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 821 The Dialect for Coaxing the Old Man is Professional; Master Liu's Golden Apology (Two Chapters Combined)
Hearing this, Chen Yong finally understood that Fang Yan actually had this kind of relationship with Zhu Liangchun.

Both Nan Zhu and Bei Jiao were skilled in using insect-based medicines.

Fang Yan combined the methods of the two people and then created some of his own techniques.

If Chen Yong says he's not envious, he's lying.

Of course, he couldn't show it on his face, so he had to pretend to be very calm and nod to Fang Yan.

Then, he even reminded the person speaking in dialect:
"Although it's somewhat similar, you haven't grasped the essence of your master's teachings yet. Our sect's use of insect medicine is only superficial; the core principle is to treat external ailments while addressing internal ones, and to uphold righteousness while eliminating evil. You still need to continue learning."

Fang Yan immediately wrote it down after hearing it. Jiao Shude's use of insecticides was indeed not as "ruthless" as Zhu Liangchun's in some aspects. Fang Yan had never understood why before, but now that Chen Yong had mentioned this core point, Fang Yan finally understood.

He cupped his hands in thanks to Chen Yong and expressed his sincere gratitude:

"Thank you, senior brother, for your teaching."

Chen Yong felt quite pleased to receive Fang Yan's greeting in front of so many people.

Who is Fang Yan?
That man was a frequent figure on the radio and in newspapers, and to this day he still boasts a 100% cure rate as a top-notch TCM practitioner. Now, he was respectfully bowing and clasping his hands in greeting, which greatly satisfied Chen Yong's vanity. He even found his "junior brother" much more agreeable.

"Don't worry about it, you can continue." Chen Yong waved his hand at Fang Yan, adopting the attitude of a senior brother.

The other fellow disciples reacted in various ways when they saw him like this.

They rarely saw Chen Yong like this.

Regardless of what others thought, Fang Yan continued writing out his prescription.

Then he said to the patient's father:

"During this period, his arm must be kept in a sling above the level of his heart. He should also avoid eating chicken and carp. In addition, I will teach you a technique: gently massage his Zhongfu and Yunmen acupoints fifty times each day."

"What's the use of massage?" the child's father asked curiously.

He said in dialect:

"Massaging these two acupoints helps to clear lung qi and detoxify the body."

The child's father nodded and said:
"Okay, I understand! I'll definitely do as you say."

After demonstrating the technique in a dialect, he then spoke to the child's father:

"Over the course of three days, pus will continue to flow from his hands. Once the pus changes from a thick to a thin consistency, his fever should subside."

"Understood!" The child's father nodded.

After arranging things here, Fang Yan asked the child's father to take the prescription to pick up and apply the medicine for the child.

The child's father spoke in dialect:

"Dr. Fang, where do we go to find you next?"

"After all, a follow-up visit is still necessary."

He said in dialect:

“I will come to the hospital every other day. As long as you time it right, you can find me.”

The patient's father nodded repeatedly after hearing this:

"Okay, I've written it down."

Then the patient's father took the child to pick up and apply the medicine, while Fang Yan wrote up the medical record.

After finishing writing, Fang Yan glanced at his master, Jiao Shude, wanting to see what he had to say. However, when he turned around, he found that Jiao Shude had already started treating the next person. When he saw Fang Yan looking at him, he nodded, indicating that he was quite satisfied.

The first master was satisfied, and Fang Yan's treatment became even easier afterward.

He could readily recall the various expert diagnoses, as if he were back in the days of seeing doctors at Tongrentang, but for others, this was somewhat terrifying.

Fang Yan's consultation speed is quite fast. Many times, before others who are paying attention to him have even thought of what to do, Fang Yan has already written the prescription. His efficiency is so high that others can't keep up with him.

The specialist clinic looks just like a regular clinic, even though it's a place where difficult and complex cases come together.

Dialects are handled as if there were already precedents.

He was always calm and efficient. In the end, everyone realized that Fang Yan was too fast, and people from other teams couldn't help but come to his side.

There's nothing we can do. Although everyone comes here for expert consultations, it's faster here because of the local dialect.

Moreover, although Jiao Shude was a royal physician, his dialect was quite good, and he still had a 100% cure rate.

After Li Zhengji finished looking at the people in front of him and had nothing else to do, he simply helped Fang Yan write medical records.

These two are even more terrifyingly fast.

In dialects, one only needs to express their thoughts verbally, while Li Zhengji only needs to write them down.

On the last afternoon, surprisingly, even more people were watching the dialect performance.

Secondly, there was his master, Jiao Shude.

Finally, there's Li Zhengji.

Of course, it can't be calculated that way, since Fang Yan and Li Zhengji later came together as partners.

The two worked together like an assembly line, efficiently handling one difficult problem after another.

Then Fang Yan handed over all the medical records to Jiao Shude. Except for the first patient, Fang Yan looked at his master's expression and treated the other patients according to his own ideas.

At most, Chen Yong might ask a question, and Fang Yan would stop to answer it.

Otherwise, it's all about doing things as quickly as possible.

Now that it's finished, Fang Yan hands the medical record over to his master, Jiao Shude, hoping he can give him some feedback.

Jiao Shude took the medical record, but instead of discussing the matters described therein, he asked Fang Yan:

"Where are you in the book I gave you?"

"I've finished reading it," Fang Yan replied.

As he spoke, he took out the book "A Brief Discussion on Paralysis" from his bag and handed it directly to Jiao Shude.

"So fast?" Jiao Shude was still somewhat surprised.

Fang Yan said to Jiao Shude:
“Our school doesn’t have morning or evening self-study sessions, so it seems to go by faster.”

"Besides, the sooner I finish reading it, the sooner I can return it to you."

Jiao Shude smiled and said when he heard the dialect:

"I didn't say when you were supposed to pay me back, what's the rush?"

At this moment, Li Zhengji couldn't help but remind him:

“Master, Junior Brother Fang… he has a photographic memory.”

I almost called him Brother Fang just now. Li Zhengji still needs to maintain a lower seniority in front of his master.

However, Jiao Shude was somewhat surprised to hear this, and he asked Fang Yan:

"You think you can remember it just by looking at it?"

"Mm." Fang Yan nodded.

In his heart, he actually thought, "That's not all."

Jiao Shude and the others were somewhat surprised.

Then Jiao Shude opened his book and asked Fang Yan:

"Then let me test you. The *Suwen Bi Lun* says, 'Wind, cold, and dampness, when mixed together, cause Bi syndrome.' In my book, I believe that the word 'mixed' in 'caused Bi syndrome' has other meanings besides referring to the three pathogenic factors of wind, cold, and dampness invading the body together to cause Bi syndrome."

Fang Yan was taken aback; this wasn't testing the original text, but rather their own understanding.

This is the first time I've encountered this.

Fang Yan thought for a moment, quickly summarizing the wording in his mind before saying:

"Based on my understanding of the whole book, the understanding you expressed in various aspects of the book is that... Bi disease is not only caused by the invasion of wind, cold and dampness, but also by the combination of the form and qi of the skin, flesh, tendons, bones, blood vessels and internal organs."

"Okay, continue!" Jiao Shude nodded and gestured to Fang Yan to let him continue.

He said in dialect:

"Because of the various different combinations, various different types of numbness are formed; those that cannot combine with the three qi cannot be numbness."

"When wind, cold, and dampness invade together, they can combine with the form and qi of the skin, flesh, tendons, bones, blood vessels, and internal organs to cause bi syndrome. Furthermore, they can combine with the different seasonal qi that each organ governs in the four seasons to cause different types of bi syndrome."

"The character '合' also means 'to reside internally in the five internal organs.' When a disease persists for a long time, it resides internally in its corresponding organ. For example, if bone pain persists and is further aggravated by pathogenic factors, it resides internally in the kidneys."

After speaking in dialect, he looked at Jiao Shude and asked him:
"Master, am I understanding correctly?"

Jiao Shude nodded, then continued to ask:
"Hmm... could you explain the etiology and pathogenesis of paralysis again, in a way that you understand?"

Does this mean you still don't believe you can understand it clearly?

I'm going to try to understand the core issues myself.

Fang Yan thought for a moment, then said:

“Wangbi belongs to the category of Bi disease. The general pathogenesis of Wangbi is that “wind, cold and dampness combine to form Bi.”

"However, as Master said in his book, paralysis has its unique characteristics. It is caused by the liver and kidneys sharing the same origin and nourishing the tendons and bones together. When the kidneys are deficient, the marrow cannot be full, and the true qi is weak. If cold and dampness prevail, they will take advantage of the weakness and invade the kidneys deeply. In winter, when cold is prevalent, if one is exposed to the three evils, the kidney qi will respond, and cold will invade the kidneys."

"To put it simply, it all starts with the kidneys."

"Furthermore, if arthralgia persists and is repeatedly exposed to the three pathogenic factors, the pathogenic factors can gradually penetrate deeper into the body, making the condition more complex and severe..."

Just as Fang Yan was about to continue speaking, he suddenly stopped.

If I finish speaking, then my master will have nothing left to say.
So he changed his mind before he could finish speaking:

"Well, that's pretty much it."

Upon hearing the dialect, Jiao Shude smiled and nodded, saying:
"As expected, you have a photographic memory and your understanding is basically correct. Your emphasis on 'kidney deficiency leads to the depletion of true qi, and cold and dampness invade when the condition is weak' aligns with the core idea in my book that 'kidney deficiency is the root cause of paralysis.' Your point that 'pathogenic factors reside in their respective locations, leading to complex conditions' fits the book's view on the transmission of 'prolonged paralysis into the internal organs.'"

"However, you did not explicitly mention the synergistic pathogenesis of the liver in 'Wangbi' (a type of arthritis). 'The liver and kidneys share the same origin and nourish the tendons and bones together.' Insufficient liver blood leads to a lack of nourishment for the tendons, which aggravates joint deformities. In addition, there is the mutual binding of phlegm and blood stasis. Patients with a prolonged course of disease will inevitably have phlegm and blood stasis. Finally, there is the prevalence of cold in winter, which corresponds to the kidney qi. Wangbi often worsens in winter. You did not mention the correlation between season and pathogenesis."

Fang Yan immediately adopted a humble demeanor and bowed respectfully to Jiao Shude:
“Master is right! I did misunderstand it.”

Only Li Zhengji had a strange expression. Fang Yan had shared "A Brief Discussion on Bi Syndrome" with him before, explaining all the meanings in it to him in detail. Fang Yan's understanding was much deeper back then than it is now.

Now he's saying he doesn't understand?
No... you lie without blushing, are you acting so sincerely?
Of course, Li Zhengji wasn't stupid, and he quickly understood Fang Yan's intention.

This is simply to give the master a sense of what it means to be a master.

It sounds a bit strange, but Li Zhengji understands that Fang Yan really thinks that way.

Then he saw Jiao Shude take another book out of the cabinet and hand it to Fang Yan:

"Take a look at this book, 'The Differentiation and Treatment of Paralysis,' as well; it's written in more depth."

"At the same time, the book also contains some of my experience in using medication, which will help you understand it more thoroughly."

The dialect for bowing respectfully:
"Thank you, Master!"

Jiao Shude smiled and nodded. Fang Yan was a quick-witted and comprehension-oriented kid. He could basically just give him a book and let him grow on his own, only needing to give him some pointers on key points, and then he would grow into the kind of person he wanted. This kind of apprentice was so easy to manage.

Seeing Li Zhengji looking at Fang Yan and himself with a surprised expression, Jiao Shude remembered that he still had a free-range apprentice.

While this may not be as good as a dialect, it's still a genius achievement.

So Jiao Shude smiled and said to Li Zhengji:
"You can take a look at Zhengji then."

"You and Fang Yan happen to be together, so you can have a good discussion."

Li Zhengji snapped out of his daze and quickly nodded.

What surprised him earlier was how directly his master gave him the material. Normally, he would have considered it for a long time before imparting it, but here, Fang Yan finished one book and immediately moved on to the next, it was practically seamless. Looking back now, he realized that Fang Yan had struck the perfect balance, acting as if he still had a slight misunderstanding, then asking his master for guidance. After the guidance, the master seemed to feel that the instruction wasn't quite enough.

Naturally, he pulled out the valuable information he had on hand.

What an unexpected learning method!
Li Zhengji felt as if he had opened the door to a new world.

"Junior Brother Fang, if there's anything you don't understand, feel free to ask me anytime. I'll be starting my clinic in the internal medicine department of Xiyuan Hospital next week," Chen Yong said to Fang Yan.

Upon hearing this, Fang Yan immediately cupped his hands in a respectful gesture towards Chen Yong:
"Congratulations, senior brother. If I don't understand something, I will definitely ask you for help."

Jiao Shude nodded with great satisfaction when he saw Fang Yan like this. Although this kid was very famous, his attitude towards learning was still excellent. He was not arrogant at all and was very humble towards others.

This atmosphere among the apprentices was something Jiao Shude was very satisfied with.

Everyone loved each other and treated each other with great courtesy.

There's not much backstabbing and infighting; mutual progress is the main theme.

“Zhengji, you’re the same. If you don’t understand, you can come and ask me.” Chen Yong said to Li Zhengji, who was somewhat stunned.

"Oh, okay!" Li Zhengji quickly cupped his hands in greeting.

The others present looked at them with envy. These were all resources! The class monitor and vice class monitor were truly enviable.

……

Next, around noon, it was time to go eat.

Fang Yan and his class regrouped in the cafeteria.

Upon meeting Meng Jimin, Lao Fan and the others immediately inquired in their local dialect about the opening ceremony.

He said in dialect:

"Actually, there's not much to say. We just set off firecrackers, took a picture, and didn't participate in the rest of the activities."

After hearing Fang Yan's words, the others also gathered around, asking him questions one after another:
"Brother Fang and the others are all film actors from Hong Kong. Do they speak English?"

"Speak Chinese."

"Brother Fang, Brother Fang, are the female celebrities pretty?"

"pretty."

"How's the guy who plays you?"

"good."

"They're performing right here at Peking Union Medical College Hospital, won't that bother other people?"

"We assigned them a separate location for filming."

"Brother Fang, how much salary do you pay them?"

"Old Hu is giving me the money, I didn't know."

"Brother Fang..."

"Brother Fang..."

Fang Yan felt like her classmates had turned into a walking encyclopedia of questions, and once they started asking, they wouldn't stop.

No one cared about his midday doctor's appointment.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. I'll be giving the talk at school this afternoon anyway, so I might as well talk about something that everyone wants to know.

There were still people from Capital Medical University at noon today. This time, Gu Mingyuan was still leading the team. However, when he saw Fang Yan, he immediately took his people to sit elsewhere without coming over to greet them.

It seems like the incident last time left him with a psychological scar.

Fang Yan ignored him. After finishing his meal, he called out a name at the door, then told his homeroom teacher, Liu Duzhou, "I'll drive back first," and then drove off.

In the afternoon, the sharing session was conducted using local dialects.

The main point was to discuss the first medical case and share the logic behind my treatment.

Then everyone stopped lecturing and listened to Fang Yan's explanation. Over the course of the entire lesson, Fang Yan explained the medical case in great detail.

Everyone had a good listen.

Then came a lecture on ancient texts and an analysis of medical cases from different schools of medicine.

School ends right after the three classes are over.

Fang Yan drove home. Although she had finished school, An Dong and Zhao Zhengyi's class had just started.

I have to give a half-hour lecture later.

When Fang Yan got back to his house, he found Sophia's car parked outside. When he went inside, he found Sophia and Anton in the yard.

Fang Yan hadn't originally invited Sophia, but she still came anyway.

The dialect didn't dampen his students' enthusiasm for learning. He invited them into the study and began explaining today's content.

This lecture is about acupuncture. It just so happens that Chu Qiaonan and Old Cheng are coming over this weekend, so I'll explain some things to them now. They can eavesdrop and maybe even learn something from it.

Anton and Zhao Zhengyi listened attentively, while Sophia looked bewildered but tried her best to understand.

Whether a student is serious or not can still be seen from their expression.

Everyone is serious, it's just that everyone's comprehension ability is different.

After everyone in the dialect group finished speaking, they were allowed to ask questions.

Anton and Zhao Zhengyi both have problems, but Sophia is the only one who's writing in a notebook.

This is similar to Meng Jimin's belief that a bad pen is worse than a good memory.

Write it down, even if you don't understand it. Just write it down in a notebook first.

I'll go back and try to understand it slowly.

Fang Yan didn't say anything, and even the fingers on her outstretched hands were of different lengths. Sofia's attitude towards learning is still commendable.

After finishing my studies, it's time for dinner at home.

At this moment, Lao Hu arrived with his bodyguard, Lao Cui.

He said as soon as he entered:
"Perfect timing! Old Cui and I are here to freeload a meal!"

As he spoke, he pulled a bag from his person and dumped eight gold bars onto Fang Yan's table with a clatter.

"No, you don't have to be so polite, do you? So many gold bars for a free meal?" Fang Yan said to Hu Daohu.

Old Hu shook his head:
"This isn't mine; someone gave it to you to ask for your forgiveness."

"Huh?" Fang Yan looked completely bewildered.

“That Master Liu!” Hu Daohu said to Fang Yan.

Fang Yan then realized that Lao Hu was talking about Liu Jialiang.

Fang Yan looked at the eight gold bars and remembered Shan Haoran, who had offered to give him gold bars back then.

Then he said to Hu Daohu:
"He came to our mainland with gold bars? Wouldn't that be considered smuggling?"

Old Hu was taken aback, then asked:

"You mean...we're still going to get him?"

Fang Yan was both amused and exasperated, and shook his head:

"No, I was just saying. How come he wasn't caught carrying gold bars?"

Lao Hu said:

"Oh, with the Ministry of Health and the Overseas Chinese Affairs Office leading the effort, they certainly won't investigate that strictly. He's carrying gold bars just for protection, after all."

After saying that, he picked up a gold bar, tapped it, and said:
"See, it's come in handy now."

It's obvious that Lao Hu tried to extort money from Liu Jialiang today. Although the gold bars are nothing to Lao Hu, they represent a small loss for Liu Jialiang.

These eight 100-gram gold bars, based on the current international gold price of $193.22 per ounce.

The eight 100-gram gold bars are worth approximately 9600 yuan.

Fang Yan looked at the eight gold bars and asked:

How much do you pay him for a movie?

Lao Hu said:

“A single film costs HK$10,000, plus a 2% share of the film revenue. He also asked me for a credit fee of HK$2000 for action design. In addition, I had previously asked him to make a cameo appearance, and I promised to give him another HK$8000.”

"In total, if the box office is slightly better, it should bring in tens of thousands of Hong Kong dollars."

Fang Yan said after hearing this:
"So, those eight gold bars don't really count as bleeding money, right?"

Lao Hu said:

"How can it not count? To apologize, he even returned the money he had previously given. This wasn't just his money; it was the money of everyone in his Liu family troupe."

“You have no idea about their prices. A bowl of mixed rice at a Hong Kong-style tea restaurant costs HK$2, a house in Kowloon costs HK$500 per square foot, and a new Toyota Corolla costs HK$15000.”

"This time, his one sentence is equivalent to losing a house, or three or four cars, or tens of thousands of meals."

Fang Yan understood; Lao Hu was telling Liu Jialiang to return the deposit he had previously received.

He even lost gold bars; indeed, all things considered, Liu Jialiang suffered a heavy loss.

If he doesn't make up for the losses of others, his time as troupe leader is over.

If we make up for it, it's equivalent to losing the cost of a movie.

Because of just one sentence, Liu Jialiang suffered heavy losses.

He's probably kicking himself now.

Fang Yan said to Lao Hu in a half-joking tone:

"That would mean you've really offended him. You'd better be careful when you go to Hong Kong."

Old Hu chuckled and said:
"There are plenty of people who want to kill me, who does he think he is?"

It's obvious that Lao Hu isn't afraid of this at all; if he dares to do it, he's definitely not afraid of offending people.

There's no way around it; the power of the wealthy in Hong Kong is far greater than on the mainland.

Old Hu had already figured out these rules long ago.

Not afraid at all.

Moreover, he also prepared a major public opinion campaign in Hong Kong.

Exposing Liu Jialiang's activities here.

Liu Jialiang will have a lot of work to do after he gets back.

I wonder what his expression will be like then.

Fang Yan took four gold bars from the table and said to Lao Hu:

"I'll take the stuff, we'll split it in half."

PS: The basic chapter of 6000 words has been updated.

There will be an extra chapter later!

(End of this chapter)