Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 863 The Living Brand for the Next 5 Years, Midnight Chase

Chapter 863 A Living Icon for the Next Fifty Years, Midnight Chase (Two Chapters Combined)
Fang Yan returned to school for her last class.

Li Zhengji has also arranged a list of people who will go with him for the internship tomorrow.

As the person in charge of the arrangement, it's natural that being in a convenient position gives one the advantage.

Li Zhengji was the first.

Then there are Song Jianzhong, Du Heng, and Yan Yifan.

Fang Yan originally thought he would arrange for Meng Jimin and the others to go.

But this is good, it makes it seem more fair.

Fang Yan then looked at the list of people at the back, and Meng Jimin and the others were at the front.

It's not absolutely fair, just relatively fair.

Li Zhengji may look serious, but he still knows how to conduct himself properly.

After the last class, their "elite class" was dismissed.

When school was over, I happened to run into Hossué and a few others from the next class.

"Fang, are you free tonight? Come with us to the Polish Embassy for a ball!"

"There's lots of good wine over there!"

Hossué extended an enthusiastic invitation to the dialect speaker.

Anna Kowalski from Poland also spoke in the dialect:

"There are also excellent chefs where you can eat authentic Polish food, and you can even have them teach you how to cook it."

They had eaten food prepared in the local dialect before, which left a deep impression on them.

Fang Yan said to them:

"Sorry, friends, I have a treatment mission tonight."

Everyone was surprised:
"You still have to go to work at the hospital?"

He said in dialect:

"Yes, there are people who have returned from abroad, and they need my care."

Anna said to Fang Yan:

"Fang, you are truly amazing!"

Fang Yan said to Anna:

“Anna, you flatter me, but it’s just what I should do as a doctor.”

After saying that, he addressed the group of people:
"Have a great time at the dance tonight."

The group had no choice but to nod in agreement.

In the evening, besides visiting Situ Chi and Ms. Lü, who were hospitalized on the first day, Fang Yan also had many books to read.

The most important thing is to quickly master "The Complete Explanation of the Thirteen Ghost Needles".

It needs the support of the system.

Although going to the dance with them might lead to business deals, Fang Yan wasn't in a hurry at the moment.

The Polish Embassy hosted the ball, as Poland, as a representative of the Eastern European socialist camp, needed to strengthen ideological ties.

In addition, some cultural strategies are needed.

And the exploration of economic layout.

This ball isn't easy to attend. Even if they don't try anything funny with me, the other diplomats will still chat with me about this and that. I'd rather stay home and read a book than talk about dialects.

Back in the adjacent parking lot, Fang Yan got in the car and sped back to Xiehe Hospital.

Instead of going home first, I went to the inpatient floor of the Traditional Chinese Medicine department in the hospital building.

I inquired about the situation observed by the on-duty doctor today.

Both Situ Chi and Ms. Lü, who were newly admitted to the hospital, were in good condition in the afternoon. It was almost dinner time, and Situ Chi's chef had already gone to borrow the kitchen to cook.

In the afternoon, Situ Chi defecated four times, expelling the filth that he couldn't pass before.

I'm already hungry.

Ms. Lü chose to follow the recipe provided in the local dialect and have the state banquet chef at the Yanjing Hotel prepare a simple dinner.

Now that she has taken the medicine, she feels her appetite has returned.

These are all signs that the stomach qi has improved.

Fang Yan went to check on their two wards.

The main purpose is to check their current physical condition.

I went to Ms. Lü's ward first. There was a radio in front of her bed, and she was listening to a mainland language program.

Although he grew up in a colony, he still has a strong sense of belonging to the mainland.

I enjoy listening to programs from mainland China.

After Fang Yan entered the house, Ms. Lü saw him and quickly greeted him.

Now she can walk around the room without anyone's help.

Fang Yan checked her pulse and found that she was in much better condition than in the morning, but her lips looked a little chapped.

After being asked, Ms. Lü spoke in dialect:

"When you left at noon, you told me not to drink cold water or eat fruit, so I've been holding back all day and haven't even had any hot water. Tonight, I asked them to make me a soup."

Fang Yan was both amused and exasperated upon hearing this, and then explained to Ms. Lü:

"You just can't drink cold water or eat fruit, which means you should avoid raw and cold foods. Drinking hot water is fine and you won't get poisoned."

"The main thing about aconite is that it cannot come into contact with cold water. If it does, it will undergo a reduction toxicity reaction. Just remember that."

Upon hearing the explanation in dialect, Ms. Lü suddenly understood and said:
"Sigh, I knew Zhenting was being too cautious!"

Fang Yan looked around the room and saw that apart from a female assistant, no one else was there.

He asked in dialect:

"By the way, isn't Representative Huo here?"

Ms. Lü said:
“He went to the restaurant kitchen to supervise the cooking, saying he wouldn’t feel at ease unless the food was finished.”

She spoke to him in dialect:

"You are a blessed person. Look how filial Representative Huo is!"

When Ms. Lü heard the dialect praising Representative Huo, she said:
"Haha, yeah, he's great..."

Then she asked Fang Yan:

"By the way, what do Dr. Fang's parents do?"

Fang Yan was about to leave, but upon hearing the question, he didn't leave and had to reply:

"My dad is a professor at Beijing University of Technology, and my mom is a Western-trained gynecologist at Peking Union Medical College Hospital."

Ms. Lü exclaimed in surprise:

"Oh, so why did you study Traditional Chinese Medicine?"

He said in dialect:

"It was a coincidence. My maternal grandfather was a traditional Chinese medicine doctor. When I was working in the countryside in Jiangyou, Sichuan, I came into contact with Taoist medicine. After returning to the city, I worked at Tongrentang and apprenticed under a traditional Chinese medicine master there."

Ms. Lü asked:
How many siblings do you have? Are any of them studying Traditional Chinese Medicine?

“I have two older sisters, one younger brother, and two younger sisters.” Fang Yan also included the sixth brother, Fang Xia.

Then he said:

"Besides me, no one else in my family studied medicine."

Ms. Lü said:
"What a coincidence."

"Huh?" Fang Yan was taken aback, wondering what the coincidence was.

Ms. Lü smiled and said:
"Haha, I also had six children, just like your mother. What a coincidence."

"And you are also the eldest son in your family."

Fang Yan smiled. The sixth child in his family was adopted, but he didn't tell anyone.

At this moment, Ms. Lü asked in dialect:

"By the way, is Dr. Fang married?"

He said in dialect:

"Yes, we got married last year."

Ms. Lü exclaimed in surprise:

"You got married so early?"

He said in dialect:

"People in mainland China tend to get married relatively early."

Ms. Lü nodded:

"That's true, I was only twenty when I got married..."

After saying that, she asked again:

What does your wife do?

He said in dialect:

"The doctors here."

"Really?" Ms. Lü asked curiously.

Fang Yan then chatted with the curious Ms. Lü for a while before finally leaving when Representative Huo returned.

Ms. Lü is very talkative and can talk about anything.

Small things at home, big things about making movies in Hong Kong.

Even the Miss Hong Kong pageant.

Fang Yan felt like she could talk to him about the end of the world.

"Dr. Fang, let's have dinner together?" Ms. Lü invited Fang Yan.

Fang Yan quickly waved his hand and said to Ms. Lü:
"No, no, I still have rooms to check."

"Use it slowly."

Ms. Lü then waved goodbye to Representative Huo and Fang Yan:
"Dr. Fang, please take care."

"Okay." Fang Yan left.

When Fang Yan went to Situ Chi's ward, Ms. Lü told her son about what had just happened.

She likes to get to know a person by chatting with them.

She commented on the dialect to her son:

"This person has both the benevolence to heal the sick and the business acumen to navigate the business world. What is even more rare is his clear-headedness in knowing when to advance and retreat, and in understanding gains and losses. Our family's investment this time may have picked up a living signboard for the next fifty years."

"It's a pity he got married too early, otherwise I could have introduced him to someone else."

"But this is good too, as families are more stable, and there are very few divorces after marriage in mainland China."

……

Fang Yan checked on Situ Chi's condition.

Situ Chi is much better now; he's passed all that messy stuff from his stomach.

I feel much more refreshed now.

When they saw Fang Yan arrive, they were much more enthusiastic towards him.

After an afternoon, he gradually understood his situation. Now, the dialect was his savior. Without the dialect, his situation would continue to worsen.

His subsequent treatment is currently being handled by Fang Yan, so Situ Chi is much more enthusiastic towards his savior than he was this morning.

His improved health made him more talkative.

However, Fang Yan was in a hurry to go home for dinner, so after chatting with him for a few words, she got up to say goodbye.

Situ Chi didn't think anything was wrong. Fang Yan even told him not to get too excited or have too much emotional fluctuation.

This is what it means to care about him.

Now you should just stay in the hospital and behave yourself.

After finishing up here, Fang Yan finally came downstairs.

Just as I arrived at the parking lot to get my things, I saw Lao Hu walking over from the other side.

It looks like they're planning to drive out.

He was taken aback when he saw Fang Yan there.

Then, glancing at his watch, he curiously greeted the person in the dialect:
"Why are you only getting back now?"

He said in dialect:

"I was just checking the rooms upstairs, and I came back to get my things after I finished."

"Oh..." Old Hu suddenly realized.

He asked in dialect:

"Want to come to my place for dinner?"

Old Hu waved his hand:
"No, no, I'm going to the train station."

He asked in dialect:

"what's the situation?"

Lao Hu said:

"The production line from Japan has arrived. I need to have it transported to Chaoyang Dongba."

Fang Yan asked curiously:
"Is the production workshop over there repaired?"

Lao Hu said:

"It's not fully repaired yet, but the production line can already be put into operation."

The dialect exclaimed in praise:
"That's pretty fast!"

Old Hu said with a smile:

"It wasn't supposed to be this fast, but after I complained, they sped it up and sent a team of soldiers over to do it, which made it much faster."

Upon hearing this, Fang Yan immediately thought of his secret formula research institute and asked:
"From the engineering corps?"

Old Hu said somewhat uncertainly:
"probably."

After saying that, he remembered something else and reminded Fang Yan:
"Oh, right, our car has arrived. Come and test drive it later." Fang Yan knew he was referring to the Mercedes-Benz van that had been transported back from Hong Kong.

"Okay!" Fang Yan replied.

Trading a Mercedes sports car for a Mercedes van is just trading in Mercedes, so there's really not much to do.

Anyway, the operations are pretty much the same.

Old Hu then got into the car with his bodyguard Old Cui and assistant, and headed towards the train station.

"Drive carefully!" Fang Yan waved to them.

"I know!" Old Hu replied.

After they left, Fang Yan took out a pile of He Puren's books and notes from the trunk.

He carried it himself and walked home.

When I got home, my eldest sister had already returned.

Anton and Zhao Zhengyi, before Fang Yan returned, had already gone to watch TV in the main hall.

"What's wrong? You're the last one home today?" His mother asked Fang Yan as soon as she saw him.

He said in dialect:

"During hospital rounds, we had two new admissions today, and we must conduct thorough examinations."

Zhu Lin said to Fang Yan:

"Alright, hurry up and eat. Anton and Zhengyi are waiting for you to go to class."

"Okay, let's eat!" Fang Yan called out to everyone.

At this moment, Fang Yan realized that Zhao Yuanchao had not returned again. During this period, he either did not come back at all, or he came back very late. Fang Yan had no chance to chat with him.

"By the way, why isn't my brother-in-law back yet?" Fang Yan asked the group.

The eldest sister said:

"We're busy, still solving that train station warehouse theft case."

Zhu Lin asked curiously:
"They still haven't caught them?"

The eldest sister said:

"I heard they caught two, but both of them are deaf and mute, and they haven't gotten any answers from them yet."

"Really?" Zhu Lin asked curiously.

Dialect identification:

"This organization is quite something; it seems to have a rather tight organizational structure."

The eldest sister said:

"He couldn't reveal more details. I only chatted with him briefly over the weekend. Apparently, there have been new leads, so he's been quite busy lately."

Fang Yan said to his older sister:

"I should have found him some other job."

The eldest sister said:

"It's okay, he's quite happy to work this job."

"Justice and Pearl also quite like his profession."

After saying that, he patted his daughter Mingzhu's head and asked:

"Right!"

“Yes!” Zhao Mingzhu nodded immediately.

Little Zhao Zhengyi said:

“My dad is busy catching bad guys, so it’s understandable that he’s busy. If he’s not busy anymore, it means his skills have fallen behind.”

Fang Yan looked at his little apprentice Zhao Zhengyi with a wry smile; this kid was quite good at pissing his father.

Hoping one's father will become a dragon is a valid expectation.

After dinner, the eldest sister went to evening self-study, while Fang Yan took An Dong and Zhao Zhengyi to the study.

I gave them a half-hour lecture.

Only then is it considered finished.

Sophia didn't come today; Anton came alone. He was delayed for a while because of the dialect, and now he's finished his study and driving back. It's already getting dark.

Fang Yan saw him to the door and told him to be careful on his way back.

After Anton agreed, he drove away.

Sophia hadn't been able to keep up with the learning progress after so many days, so she finally decided to focus on strengthening her strengths and follow the path of her master, Lu Donghua.

After seeing Anton off, Fang Yan's matter was finally over.

Back in my study, I began reading "The Complete Explanation of the Thirteen Ghost Needles".

This time, he read the entire book in one go.

As the system chimed with a "ding," the entire contents of the book were imbued with dialect.

The newly introduced Thirteen Ghost Needles technique, with its regional dialect, seems quite promising.

The Thirteen Ghost Needles are traditionally attributed to Sun Simiao. After reading this book, Fang Yan suspects that it was co-authored by Sun Simiao and another person, or several other people.

There are clearly some records of his debates and discussions with other people. He didn't say what the person's name was, only that he called him "senior brother". Who was Sun Simiao's senior brother?
Could it be Rihuazi?

According to the dialect, the more famous senior disciple in historical records is Rihuazi.

Rihua Zi's original name was Daming. He was from Yanmen and was a fellow Daoist disciple of Sun Simiao. The two practiced cultivation in the mountains together and often studied the principles of traditional Chinese medicine together.

However, some sources indicate that this person lived in another dynasty.

It is said that Rihuazi was highly accomplished in drug research. He combined various herbal classics with contemporary drug experience, and classified drugs according to their cold or warm properties, flavors, fruits, insects, and animals, forming his own unique approach. He also wrote the twenty-volume "Da Ming Ben Cao" (Great Ming Materia Medica), also known as "Rihuazi Ben Cao" (Rihuazi's Materia Medica), which had a significant impact on later generations of Chinese medicine research.

Unfortunately, most of its books have been lost, but its specific provisions can still be found in classics such as "Zheng Lei Ben Cao" and "Ben Cao Gang Mu".

He also wrote a book on ophthalmology called "Hongfei Collection", which has been lost.

Currently, there isn't a clear record in the book proving whether this senior brother is Rihuazi.

After finishing the book, Fang Yan glanced at his watch and realized it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

He then remembered his appointment with Lao Hu to look at cars.

He hurriedly came out of the study.

I asked my family if Lao Hu had come to knock on the door.

"No." The family members all shook their heads.

Fang Yan thought about it and realized it made sense. He was in the study next door, so if Lao Hu knocked on the door outside, he would be able to hear him.

After telling the rest of the family, Fang Yan went out to Peking Union Medical College Hospital.

When they arrived at the parking lot, Fang Yan discovered that there were no new cars.

There was no Jeep that Lao Hu and his group drove either.

In other words, Lao Hu hasn't returned yet.

Fang Yan went to see his wife, Huang Huijie, again. Huang Huijie was already getting ready to go to sleep. When she saw Fang Yan coming to see Lao Hu, she was surprised that he hadn't returned yet.

Fang Yan thought for a moment, told her it was okay, then found a phone and called the train station.

They found Zhu Jianye first, and then asked him what was going on.

"Two production lines and two vehicles? No way!" Zhu Jianye on the other end of the phone was a little confused.

He paused, then asked:
"Are you sure such a large item is being shipped to our station?"

Fang Yan then came to his senses and asked:
Which station is closest to Chaoyang Dongba?

Zhu Jianye on the other end of the phone said:

"Xinghuo Station is located in Xinghuo People's Commune, south of Jiuxianqiao in Chaoyang District, Beijing. It mainly handles freight transport and is a station on the Beijing-Baotou Railway and the Beijing Northeast Ring Railway."

Fang Yan slapped his thigh:
"Oh, I went to the wrong place."

"I knew it." Zhu Jianye on the other end of the phone also breathed a sigh of relief; Fang Yan's question had left him completely bewildered.

Fang Yan said to Zhu Jianye:
"I'm so sorry, Uncle Jianye!"

After speaking in dialect and preparing to hang up, Zhu Jianye said to him:
"It's okay, hey, don't hang up yet, I'll call Xinghuo Station and ask them."

"Okay!" Fang Yan replied.

Then he heard Zhu Jianye using another phone to inquire about the situation at Xinghuo Station.

After a while, she picked up the phone and said to him:
"We found out. The overseas Chinese businessman's surname is Hu. The goods are from Tanggu Port and have just been loaded onto the truck and set off."

Then Zhu Jianye added:

"If they come straight back to your place, it will probably take another half hour. If they don't come back directly, then it's hard to say."

Fang Yan said to Zhu Jianye:
"Okay, thank you, Uncle Jianye. Come visit me at home sometime when you have time."

Zhu Jianye said:
"Okay, it's been a while since I've seen Linlin. Is she doing well now that she's pregnant?"

“It’s fine,” Fang Yan said.

Zhu Jianye responded:

"Okay, that's good..."

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, the two hung up the phone.

The dialect was a bit of a headache.

We can't get in touch with Lao Hu now, and we don't know if he went to the production workshop in Chaoyang Dongba to unload goods or drove straight back.

Should I wait for him or not?
Fang Yan thought for a moment. Since he had promised Lao Hu to wait for him, he probably wouldn't go to the construction site. He would most likely come back directly.

So Fang Yan told Huang Huijie not to worry, and then went to sit in the sports car to wait for Lao Hu to come back.

Sitting in the dark car, Fang Yan looked at the twinkling stars in the sky.

These days, the lights aren't as dazzling as they are in later generations. Even with some light pollution in the city, you can still see the stars in the sky.

Fang Yan immediately thought of the Twelve Heavenly Needles and the Ling Shu.

The names of the three acupoints Tianshu, Tianxuan, and Tianji are as follows: Tianshu (Large Intestine Meridian) corresponds to Orion's constellation Serpentis, which governs the rise of Yang energy in the human body.

Tianxuan (Stomach Meridian) corresponds to Shenxuwu, regulating the rhythm of spleen and stomach digestion.

The Tianji (Spleen Meridian) is secretly associated with the Shensu Liu, which influences the strength and changes of the body's metabolism.

The Twelve Celestial Needles require acupuncture to be performed at corresponding times. It seems that this is also related to the corresponding positions of celestial phenomena. Could there have been a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner a thousand years ago who looked up at the starry sky and pondered the relationship between celestial phenomena and the human body?

Just as Fang Yan was immersed in the conversation, he suddenly heard the sound of an engine.

Then three cars drove back from outside.

Looking at the dialect, one could see that the vehicle in front was a jeep.

Behind them were two Mercedes-Benz W116 450SEs.

As soon as they drove in, Fang Yan opened the car door and got out.

Seeing Fang Yan in the parking lot, a Mercedes rolled down its window, and Lao Hu leaned out and said to Fang Yan:

"I'm so sorry, I didn't expect it to take so long."

"You went to Xinghuo Station?" Fang Yan asked.

“Yes, that’s where the goods are unloaded.” Old Hu parked the car and got out.

Fang Yan asked him:
What caused the delay?

Lao Hu said:

"Sigh, it was all because of a hydraulic problem with the unloading machine at the station over there. It was only after it was fixed that it was able to be unloaded."

Fang Yan nodded, agreeing that the broken tools did indeed waste time.

"Alright, take a look, this is the car."

"It was transported back from Hong Kong. I drove it all the way here, and it feels great."

"You can choose either one."

Fang Yan looked at the options and finally chose the one opened by his assistant, Xiao Lin.

"Let's take the one that Xiaolin is driving," Fang Yan said.

"Okay." Old Hu came to the car, opened the door, and let Fang Yan sit inside and experience it.

After entering, Fang Yan started the car.

Old Hu ran to the passenger seat and said to Fang Yan:

“4.5升 V8发动机，最大输出功率为225马力，扭矩为370牛米，最高车速210公里/小时，0-100公里/小时加速时间为 10.5秒。”

"Although the 300SL Gullwing has a higher top speed, the W116 450SE boasts stronger power output in terms of engine power and torque. Furthermore, the 450SE's 0-100 km/h acceleration time is relatively shorter, indicating superior performance in terms of power response and acceleration feel..."

Listening to Lao Hu babbling on and on in dialect...

No wonder he's a car enthusiast; he knows these data like the back of his hand.

"Let's go! Shall we go for a drive?" Old Hu said to Fang Yan.

"Okay." Fang Yan nodded, then started the car and drove outside.

Just as they drove onto the main street, they suddenly saw a Jeep speeding past them.

I almost got hit by Fang Yan's car.

Fortunately, his dialect skills were good and he reacted quickly, managing to stop.

"What is that? Driving so fast so late at night?" Old Hu was startled.

He had barely finished speaking in his dialect and before anyone could respond, a jeep with flashing police lights was chasing after him.

Fang Yan immediately understood: this person was pursuing someone.

Old Hu understood too.

He excitedly said to the dialect: