Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 830: Should We Push for Patent Law Ahead of Schedule to Treat Liu Duzhou's Illness? (Two Chapters Combined)
"I don't know exactly where he was injured, but he's already back at school and is in the teachers' dormitory now," Xiao Chengzhi said to Fang Yan.

Fang Yan stroked his chin and analyzed:
"Since you were able to come back, it shouldn't be too serious."

Fang Yan had just thought that Lao Liu was staying at Xiyuan Hospital. If that were the case, he would have to take at least two classes off to get there.

Since we're at home, things are much easier.

Xiao Chengzhi nodded:

"Yes, that's the theory, otherwise they would definitely be staying in the hospital."

Fang Yan glanced at his watch and said to everyone:

"Then let's not delay, let's all go together."

"Okay," everyone agreed.

At this moment, Cheng Baogui asked Fang Yan:

"Should we invite Juliana from the girls' side as well? She's also a class committee member."

Fang Yan glanced at Cheng Baogui and said:
"Go and call them."

"Okay!" Cheng Baogui nodded immediately upon hearing this, and then ran out ahead of Fang Yan and the others.

"Is there something going on with this kid?" Meng Jimin asked gossipy.

Song Jianzhong, who was standing to the side, said:
"Probably not? The two of them don't usually talk much."

Meng Jimin spoke with the tone of someone who had been through it all:

"You don't know, some people are just secretly passionate. The more they are interested in someone, the more embarrassed they are to speak up. Cheng Baogui is obviously one of those secretly passionate people."

Dialect interrupted Meng Jimin's gossip:

"Alright, alright, let's get down to business."

Everyone got up with Fang Yan and left the dormitory together, heading towards the teachers' dormitory.

At this point, Cheng Baogui had already called Zhu Lina over.

The two quickly came over and joined the group.

Song Jianzhong glanced at Cheng Baogui and Zhu Lina, then gave them a suggestive look, leaving the two of them bewildered.

Fang Yan could tell that these two were definitely not involved; Cheng Baogui was just responding to his call and had him, as the class monitor, lead all the class officers over.

Moreover, all the class officers went except for Julianna, which made things quite awkward.

It's like they've completely excluded them from the team.

Although Zhu Lina is not currently in Fang Yan's small team, she will definitely be brought in later; she is going to be a big shot in the future.

It turns out that she was also admitted to a graduate program this year.

So Cheng Baogui is truly understanding.

That's quite thoughtful.

"Brother Fang, shouldn't we bring some ointment with us?" Juliana asked Fang Yan at this moment.

In dialect:
"Have."

Then he called out to the side:
"Old Fan."

Lao Fan decisively pulled out a plaster from his pocket and showed it to everyone:
"Here."

Everyone was surprised.

Song Jianzhong, the only one among them who wasn't a class officer, asked:

"Old Fan, do you always carry plasters with you?"

Old Fan said:

"As a physical therapist, it's perfectly normal for me to carry around a medicated plaster, okay?"

Song Jianzhong asked curiously:

What else did you bring?

Old Fan took out two other items from his person:

"Gold needles, silver needles, cinnabar brush, ancestral compass."

Everyone was surprised.

He said:
"As a Taoist healer, medical student, physical therapist, and labor committee member, it's perfectly reasonable for me to bring these things, right?"

"..." The crowd was at a loss for words.

Juliana, who started the conversation, said awkwardly:

"Yes, I'll bring the silver needles too."

Meng Jimin shook his head, thinking to himself: These people don't know that Fang Yan is carrying two iron rods, otherwise they would be even more surprised.

Everyone went to the teachers' dormitory at the school.

In those days, the dormitories allocated to teachers by the school were arranged according to the size of the family, which could meet the housing needs of the entire teacher's family. Liu Duzhou was a professor, and just like the family compound allocated to Fang Yan's father, it was a two-bedroom apartment of more than 60 square meters.

Xiao Chengzhi must have been here before. He pointed to Building No. 9 and said to everyone:
"It's over there on the first floor."

The group arrived outside Building No. 9. Newspapers were pasted on the windows of the first floor, so the inside could not be seen from the outside.

However, I could hear a radio playing inside.

Fang Yan led the way into the building, then came to this door, knocked, and shouted loudly:
"Teacher Liu, we've come to see you."

With a creak, the door opened.

The person who opened the door was Professor Yue Meizhong.

"Professor Yue!" Fang Yan greeted him first.

Then others chimed in.

Seeing so many people had arrived, Yue Meizhong addressed the room:
"Hey! Xiao Liu, all of your class officers have been brought here by Fang Yan."

Then Liu Duzhou's voice came from inside the room:
"Come in, everyone."

Fang Yan and the others immediately went inside.

That's when you see Liu Duzhou lying on the sofa.

"Wow, that's quite a commotion," Liu Duzhou said with a smile as he saw everyone come in.

He said to the crowd:

"Pour your own water. There are cups and tea leaves on the table, and hot water in the thermos by the wall. I won't entertain you. Please help yourselves."

As the only one who wasn't on the class committee, Song Jianzhong naturally took on the task of making tea.

Fang Yan, as the class monitor, came to Liu Duzhou's side and asked him:
Where are you injured?

Liu Duzhou said:
"Sigh, I was bumped into while going downstairs. I lost my balance and fell backward onto the stairs, bracing myself with my hands. This resulted in an acute lumbar and sacral sprain."

"The hospital has already checked it out, and it's nothing serious."

At this moment, Yue Meizhong turned off the radio in the room and said:
"By the way, Fang Yan is Grandma Luo's apprentice. Let him take a look at you; he's a professional."

The others nearby chimed in:
"That's right, Teacher Liu, the class monitor came over specifically to take a look at you."

"Brother Fang learned the whole set of skills from Grandma Luo."

"..."

Amidst the cacophony of voices, Fang Yan asked Liu Duzhou:
"Teacher, what were the results of the orthopedic examination at Xiyuan Hospital?"

Liu Duzhou was very pleased to hear how much the students cared about him, and said to Fang Yan:

"Tightness in the lumbar muscles, tenderness along the left 4th and 5th vertebrae, limited forward flexion to 30 degrees, significant pain in extension, negative straight leg raise test, ruling out fracture and nerve root compression, dark red tongue with thin white coating, wiry and tight pulse, the syndrome is qi stagnation and blood stasis, and damage to the Du meridian."

"They've put a plaster on me, so it should be better soon. Professor Yue will be in charge for the next few days. As the class monitor, you should help out and manage the class well."

"Let's not talk about management for now, let me take a look at you first," Fang Yan said to Liu Duzhou.

Liu Duzhou, unable to refuse such a kind offer, had no choice but to agree.

Most of the others had never seen Fang Yan use Mrs. Luo's bone-setting method.

Everyone became interested.

Fang Yan first used Luo's bone-setting palpation method to examine him, confirming that he still had his hands supporting him on the ground.

It was indeed the same diagnosis as the orthopedic department of Xiyuan Hospital, but Fang Yan also had a set of lumbar spine supine rotation manipulation techniques.

This is the distinctive technique of Luo's bone setting.

"The situation is the same as what the hospital said, but I can correct it for you so you can recover faster," Fang Yan said to Liu Duzhou.

"Okay, I'm actually experiencing the Luo's Bone Setting Method firsthand."

“Lie on your side with your back to me, hips and knees bent,” Fang Yan said to Liu Duzhou.

Liu Duzhou moved with some difficulty, and Fang Yan helped him successfully turn over so that his back was facing him. Then he bent his hips and knees and lay down on his side on the sofa.

Then Fang Yan pushed his shoulder with one hand and his buttocks with the other, and said:
"I'll start pushing on three!"

Liu Duzhou chuckled softly upon hearing this:
"That trick didn't work on me... Ah!"

With a "click," the small joint popped open, and Fang Yan exerted force in the opposite direction, forcing Liu Duzhou to rotate his lumbar spine. Before he could even finish speaking, Fang Yan had already done the deed.

Liu Duzhou's expression froze on his face.

Then, as soon as he came to his senses, Fang Yan began pressing on the Shenshu and Dachangshu acupoints to relieve muscle spasms.

While speaking in dialect, he said to Lao Fan:

"Old Fan, prepare the acupoints: Houxi to open the Du meridian, Renzhong to regulate the Du meridian and relieve pain, Weizhong for lower back pain, and warm needling at Ashi points. Retain the needles for 20 minutes and use the reducing method to unblock the Qi."

As his longtime partner, Lao Fan immediately nodded:
"Okay! I've written it down."

Then they took out the silver needles and began preparations.

Professor Yue Meizhong, who was standing to the side, was taken aback at first, and then laughed.

He found it particularly amusing to see Liu Duzhou caught off guard and suddenly bend over.

Fang Yan then said to Meng Jimin:
"Old Meng, I'll tell you a prescription, write it down."

Meng Jimin was still laughing when he heard Fang Yan's words, so he quickly took out his notebook and pen.

Then he nodded and spoke in dialect.

“你去东直门医院，开一副药，柴胡12g、天花粉15g、当归尾10g、红花9g、泡甲珠6g、酒大黄6g、桃仁9g、续断15g。”

After speaking in dialect, he turned to look at Liu Duzhou, who was being massaged by him, and asked:

"By the way, teacher, do you have any pornographic liquor at home?"

"Yes." Liu Duzhou felt much better in his lower back at this moment.

He said in dialect, "The recipe I just mentioned:"

"Use rice wine as a guide, take one dose daily in two divided doses."

"If you have someone at home to take care of you, we won't come. If you don't have anyone, we'll send someone over."

“What are you talking about? Of course I have family at home. They’ve just gone to work.” Liu Duzhou said.

Fang Yan nodded to Meng Jimin, indicating that he could go and collect the medicine.

Without wasting any words, Meng Jimin immediately took the prescription and went out. In critical moments, he still preferred to use his old friends.

Meng Jimin didn't feel ashamed for running around to collect the medicine; on the contrary, he felt that Fang Yan trusted him. Then, while massaging Liu Duzhou, Fang Yan said to him:
"You should rest on a hard bed for the next few days. After the acupuncture, you should be able to squat to use the toilet without any problems. Just don't bend over or lift heavy objects. The pain is expected to disappear in three days, and you should be fully recovered within a week."

Upon hearing the dialect, Liu Duzhou smiled and said:

"Okay, I'll do whatever Dr. Fang says."

He now feels the tension in his lower back decreasing as the massage is performed in dialect.

Fang Yan then said to Lao Fan:

"Alright, Lao Fan, come over and do the acupuncture."

Old Fan was already prepared and began to administer acupuncture to Liu Duzhou, following the directions given in the dialect.

Professor Yue Meizhong, who was watching everything from the other side, said:
"I heard from Lao Cheng that he was learning the Thirteen Ghost Needles yesterday. How was it?"

Deputy squad leader Li Zhengji said:

"Halfway through the learning."

Song Jianzhong said:
"That acupuncture technique is quite mysterious, and we haven't had a chance to try it on patients."

Xiao Chengzhi said at this moment:

"Professor Yue, why don't you take us to the mental hospital tomorrow?"

Yue Meizhong was taken aback:
"Huh? A mental hospital?"

Xiao Chengzhi said:
"Yes, the Thirteen Ghost Needles are used to treat mental illnesses, such as epilepsy, depression, obsessive-compulsive disorder, schizophrenia, and the like."

"Either Peking University Sixth Hospital or Anding Hospital will do."

The two hospitals that Xiao Chengzhi mentioned are two very famous mental hospitals in Beijing.

Founded in 1942, Peking University Sixth Hospital is an affiliated hospital of Peking University School of Medicine and a neuropsychiatric department. This hospital has a long history of development in the field of psychiatry and plays an important role in clinical care, talent training and scientific research. It is a well-known professional mental health institution in China.

Hmm... Professor Wang Ze, who returned to the city with Fang Yan before, works at the medical school, the superior unit of this hospital.

As for Anding Hospital, its predecessor was a mental hospital established in 1914 by the Beijing Police Department of the Beiyang Government.

It was taken over by the Health Bureau in 1949 and renamed Hongwei Hospital. In recent years, it was renamed Anding Hospital.

Upon hearing Xiao Chengzhi's words, Yue Meizhong said:
"You overestimate me. Those two hospitals have no direct cooperation with our school. Asking me to do this is less helpful than asking me to go out and catch a mental patient for you."

Xiao Chengzhi scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed.

Liu Duzhou, who had already received acupuncture, said:
"It's a good thing for the class monitor to find ways to provide study spaces for the students, but we still need to be careful when using the Thirteen Ghost Needles technique."

"It's all about fate. If you go looking for a target patient and can't cure them, then you're just using them as practice, which has a bad influence."

"Moreover, the Thirteen Ghost Needles technique can't necessarily cure all mental illnesses. If it were really that miraculous, it would have been widely used long ago."

Old Fan stood up and said:
“That’s right. Even Chu Qiaonan himself didn’t guarantee that acupuncture could cure all mental illnesses. Moreover, there are many taboos involved. According to our Taoist medicine, there’s also the matter of cause and effect.”

Old Fan left his statement at that point, saying:

"I'm not talking about feudal superstition, this is how culture has been passed down."

Fang Yan read Chu Qiaonan's book, which contained many rules.

For example, people who offend Tai Sui should avoid the Thirteen Ghost Needles that year.

There are also some time-related taboos.

Some of these practices may seem like feudal superstition, but after being blessed and analyzed using local dialects, they are actually related to the flow of qi and blood through the meridians and internal organs.

It can be seen from the taboos and techniques of the Twelve Heavenly Star Needles that they deliberately disguised some taboos, and once you are familiar with them, you can find some patterns.

Of course, it's not something you can completely understand. For example, you don't know how to draw talismans or chant incantations in dialects.

This may be related to the psychological effects of incantation therapy.

Just like how some people in the Indian community have cured their illnesses through meditation, this either means they are lying, or it can only be explained by the effect of psychological suggestion.

Just then, the door was pushed open, and Meng Jimin returned from outside.

His appearance interrupted the conversation.

As soon as Meng Jimin entered the room, holding the medicine in his hand, he said to Fang Yan:

"The medicine has been bought."

"How much?" Liu Duzhou asked, lying down.

Meng Jimin said with a smile:
"Oh, Mr. Liu, you don't need to be so polite. Just treat us to a meal next time."

Liu Duzhou was taken aback, then smiled and said:

"Sure, I'll treat you to dinner at my house when I'm better."

At this moment, Liu Duzhou glanced at his watch again and said:

"Alright, it's almost time. You should all go to class now."

Meng Jimin said:
"Let me prepare your medicine!"

Yue Meizhong said:
"I'll take care of it, you guys go to class."

Upon hearing this, everyone agreed, then bid farewell to the two professors and left the faculty dormitory.

In the afternoon, Fang Yan didn't participate in the internship, so he wasn't involved in giving the lectures.

When get out of class ended, Yue Meizhong had already returned, and she had also brought Lao Fan's silver needles with her.

The next two classes will be one on ideological and political education and the other on a detailed explanation of the "Treatise on Febrile Diseases".

When Fang Yan was leaving school, he heard the radio broadcasting messages such as "Science and technology are productive forces" and "Intellectuals are part of the working class."

Fang Yan then realized that this was the ongoing National Science Conference.

We did a pre-event last year, and my dad and father-in-law both participated.

The conference adopted the "Outline of the National Science and Technology Development Plan (1978-1985)" and commended outstanding science and technology workers.

It will be open from March 18th to the 31st of this month.

The assertion that "intellectuals are part of the working class" has removed the "H5 category" label from many top students, and many more talented individuals will emerge after this.

Who will be the most sought-after type of person in the future?

Talent!

The upcoming initiatives to promote postgraduate studies in Traditional Chinese Medicine (TCM) will attract a significant number of TCM professionals.

For example, some family-trained traditional Chinese medicine practitioners in the "H5 category" also have the opportunity to take the postgraduate entrance examination.

I wonder if, given how much importance is placed on scientific and technological personnel, they can actually draft a technology patent law ahead of schedule.

The original Patent Law was first promulgated on March 12, 1984.

It was not officially implemented until April 1, 1985.

That's been a really long time.

Could you speed up the process a bit?

Against this historical backdrop, to promote the promulgation of the Patent Law and the protection of intellectual property rights in traditional Chinese medicine, it is necessary to deeply integrate with the characteristics of the times and make full use of our own resources.

This isn't something that can be done simply by informing the boss.

We need to use a strategy, we must create a major trend, ideally allowing the higher-ups to earn a lot of foreign exchange, and then suffer losses because of this patent...

Dialects begin to inspire divergent thinking.

"Brother Fang, what are you thinking about?" At this moment, Zhang Yanchang pulled Fang Yan out of his thoughts.

Fang Yan snapped out of his daze, pointed to the school's loudspeaker, and said:
"Oh, I heard on the radio that intellectuals are part of the working class. I'm wondering if that's any good for us?"

Zhang Yanchang said:
"Of course there are benefits. University students like us are intellectuals, and now we are part of the working class."

"From now on, we can openly say that we are workers."

Fang Yan smiled and shook his head. In another ten years or so, he figured Zhang Yanchang wouldn't even be able to say those words again.

However, their social status has indeed improved.

Next, Fang Yan went to get the car and drove home.

Today is Monday, and I estimate there will likely be a telegram from Hong Kong this afternoon.

Sure enough, when Fang Yan got home, he found several telegrams in the mailbox by the door.

Some are from Hong Kong, and some are from Shanghai.

There were telegrams from Le Miao and Zhou Zhaoqin in Hong Kong, and from my second sister in Shanghai.

Zhou Zhaoqin still had two portions.

Fang Yan didn't know where she got so much to say.

Fang Yan walked home while opening the envelope.

Sophia's car arrived just as I entered the house; she and Anton had come to study.

Fang Yan said to them:

"Come inside first. I'll read the telegram before I start the lesson."

“Okay,” Sofia and Anton said at the same time.

Fang Yan went to the study and opened the four telegrams.

First came a telegram from my second sister, in which she mentioned her recent life, how she had met some new classmates, and how the people here were all quite nice.

She specifically mentioned that one of her professors was also from Nantong and surnamed Zhu, and that she also knew her father-in-law, Zhu Guangnan, who spoke with a local dialect.

They take good care of her, and she is gradually adapting to life in Shanghai. Everything is going well. She tells her family to take care of their health and to ask Fang Yan to take good care of Zhu Lin.

Anyway, it's all about family matters. Ever since my second sister came back once, she's changed from her previous cold attitude in the telegrams to her current self, and she's starting to become more approachable.

Fang Yan thought for a moment, then carefully picked up the telegram, intending to show it to his family during dinner.

Next came Le Miao's telegram, mainly about what was happening in Hong Kong.

The first thing she noticed was that she had read the Hong Kong newspapers about Liu Jialiang, a martial arts instructor who made disrespectful remarks about dialect films. This incident had been exposed, and she was concerned about the mental health of people who speak dialects.

Fang Yan was both amused and exasperated, wondering what Lao Hu had asked the newspaper reporter to write in the Hong Kong newspaper.

Then there's the Hong Kong advertisement for their dialect. Although the medicine hasn't been distributed yet, the advertisements have already started, and many people have come to pharmacies to inquire about the availability of the products.

Le Miao felt that Lao Hu was creating hype too early, which was a bit of a waste of money.

In addition, Le Miao got involved with stocks. He participated in stock trading through securities brokers, which felt like gambling. However, it seemed that his classmates who had some money were all investing in stocks.

Fang Yan then remembered that Hong Kong's stock market has a long history, with stock trading activities dating back to the 19th century.

By the 1970s, the Hong Kong stock market had reached a certain scale and developed significantly.

At that time, Hong Kong had several stock exchanges, such as the Hong Kong Stock Exchange and the Far East Stock Exchange, which provided investors with a platform for stock trading.

Two years later, in 1980, the four exchanges in Hong Kong merged to form the Hong Kong United Exchange Limited.

Fang Yan had no plans to venture into the stock market for the time being. In 1978, stock trading was still considered speculation and profiteering in China. If he had a large amount of money involved in Hong Kong stocks, he might be reported for "using capitalist means to amass wealth," which would jeopardize the internationalization of traditional Chinese medicine. Moreover, the key point was that he didn't have a large amount of money.

It's best to focus on doing your subordinates' jobs well.

After reading Le Miao's telegram, Fang Yan turned to Zhou Zhaoqin's telegram.

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

There will be an extra chapter later!

(End of this chapter)