Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 891 National Situation, Illness Rising Against the Current (Bonus Chapter for Monthly Tickets)

Upon hearing the answer in dialect, the dean burst into laughter.

However, he still reminded him:

"The Japan Socialist Party, which came with Keisetsu Otsuka this time, is an important left-wing party in Japanese politics and has a strong influence in their country's political landscape."

"Moreover, the party aims to achieve socialism, emphasizes social change through peaceful and democratic means, advocates protecting workers' rights, promoting social welfare, and narrowing the gap between the rich and the poor, and enjoys high support among trade unions, intellectuals, and some vulnerable groups in society."

"At the same time, the Socialist Party is also in the anti-war and peace movement, advocating the path of peaceful development and opposing military expansion and war. This visit is very important for the relations between the two countries."

The dean paused and then said:
"It's fine if you don't want to teach him, but it's best to meet him politely, at least to save face for both of you."

"..." Upon hearing this news, Fang Yan stroked his chin and began to think quickly.

Speaking of the Japanese Socialist Party, back in Fang Yan's previous life, it was already a marginal party in the political arena. After changing its name to the Social Democratic Party in 1996, its power declined and its influence continued to weaken. Later, it only retained one seat in the Diet, making it the most marginal of the marginal.

However, they still wield considerable influence, and this visit has garnered significant attention.

If it only involves personal matters, dialects would definitely not be used. However, when it comes to national diplomacy, dialects should not be used excessively.

Furthermore, the Japan Socialist Party holds a friendly attitude towards China and actively promotes the development of friendly relations.

The Treaty of Peace and Friendship, signed in August of the same year, was facilitated by them.

At this moment, the dean said to Fang Yan:

"Besides, you can just ask them for books from the Imperial Household Agency's Archives and Mausoleums Department. Since they're engaging in friendly exchanges, they can't just refuse to give you anything, right? As for how much they can give you, that's their own business."

"How can you find a cure for a terminal illness without paying a price?"

"In this way, you can both secure your interests and maintain a semblance of harmony, without putting your superiors in a difficult position."

"After all, this is a friendly cooperation and exchange between the two sides in the medical field."

This visit involves the overall relationship between the two countries. Although Fang Yan is personally unwilling, he really has to take into account the diplomatic needs at the national level.

After thinking it over, Fang Yan decided to accept the dean's suggestion and agree to a courtesy meeting with Otsuka Keisetsu.

However, it will be clearly stated that the return of ancient Chinese books held by the Imperial Household Agency of Japan is a condition for the two sides to exchange medical knowledge.

This approach safeguards national interests while adhering to diplomatic protocol.

Of course, Fang Yan believed that they would most likely not agree; it would be easy for them to swallow it, but difficult for them to spit it out.

"Well... okay, when and where should we meet this weekend?" Fang Yan asked the dean.

Upon hearing Fang Yan's words, the dean knew that Fang Yan had agreed.

He knew that although Fang Yan was not interested in meeting the Japanese doctor, he would choose to balance the needs of all parties by having a "conditional meeting" based on national interests. After he explained the pros and cons, Fang Yan agreed as expected.

This young man is sensible.

The dean said with a smile:

"On a weekend evening, in the banquet hall of Building C of the Yanjing Hotel, I was accompanied by leaders from the Ministry of Health and some senior figures in the field of traditional Chinese medicine."

Fang Yan nodded:
"Okay, I'll go there then."

“Okay! I’ll tell the higher-ups and have them make the arrangements,” the dean said with a smile and a nod.

Next, Fang Yan left the dean's office.

Then I went to the parking lot, got into my Mercedes 300SL Gullwing, and drove to the hospital's logistics warehouse.

The person in charge of logistics here is an old acquaintance, "Brother Ma".

The last time we went to the courtyard to install heating, it was Brother Ma who brought people to do it.

I often run into Brother Ma when I'm refueling.

Seeing Fang Yan drive up, Brother Ma immediately greeted him warmly. Fang Yan took a pack of imported cigarettes from the car and handed it to Brother Ma.

"Brother Ma, I'll park the car here."

Brother Ma chuckled and took the cigarette.
"Oh, you're too kind. The dean has already spoken to you, so you can rest assured."

After parking the car, Fang Yan left.

Upon arriving at the parking lot, Fang Yan placed the items he had taken from the sports car into the new Mercedes-Benz W116 450SE.

It was mostly cigarettes, alcohol, canned goods, and the like.

The dialects are all kept inside so they can be taken out and given as gifts when needed.

In the end, not many were sent out; there's still a bunch left.

Fortunately, the new car has a lot of space, so putting things in was no trouble at all.

Next, Fang Yan drove out of the hospital and headed towards the Huaxia Academy of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Upon arriving at the research institute, Fang Yan took the acupuncture bronze figure given to him by Kang Xin and headed straight for Elder Cheng's research institute.

When we arrived, Mr. Cheng and Mr. Ren were in their office.

The two were somewhat surprised to see Fang Yan approaching.

"Weren't you at the hospital taking care of the patients? Why did you come here?"

The dialect responded:
“The little girl is out of danger. I’ve left the medical staff to look after her. There’s nothing more for me to do.”

"I was still thinking about the Heavenly Craft Needle, so I came to take a look."

After speaking in dialect, he walked to Old Cheng's desk and said to him:
"Master Cheng, you are very knowledgeable, do you know anything about this Heavenly Craft Needle?"

"And the chill I felt this morning, was it just my imagination or was it real?"

Old Cheng picked up the Tiangong Needle with several cracks, his brows furrowing into a deep frown. After a long while, he finally spoke: "You're asking me? To be honest, I've never used this thing myself, I've only heard about it from the older generation."

"Whether it's true or not still needs to be verified."

"Oh?" Fang Yan leaned forward, his eyes full of curiosity.

Old Cheng raised the needles and twirled them back and forth in the light, the tips gleaming coldly in the darkness: "If what I've heard is true, these four needles of yours are probably ruined. If you continue to use them, who knows what might go wrong."

Fang Yan looked at Zhen and Old Cheng with a puzzled expression.

Old Cheng cleared his throat and continued, "The materials used for this Heavenly Craft Needle are very particular. They specifically choose the worst scraps of jade because this kind of jade doesn't breathe and doesn't have any luster. Don't underestimate it; it's precisely this characteristic that allows it to completely block out pathogenic energy."

"The illness qi is rising upwards?" Fang Yan's brows furrowed into a tight knot.

Old Master Cheng nodded solemnly: "Yes, that's a folk saying. The older generation says that some patients' illnesses are tainted by karma. If an ordinary doctor treats them rashly, the pathogenic energy will rush up the meridians and transfer the karma to the doctor. Fortunately, with the protection of the ancestral master of medicine, the medicine usually fails to work. But acupuncture is different; the effect is strong, but the risk of tainting the patient's illness is naturally greater."

"So in the past, those who studied medicine also had to know how to read faces and tell fortunes..."

"Think about it," Old Cheng continued, gently tracing the cracks on the jade needle with his fingertips. "Sometimes, there's no other way. When faced with a difficult illness, you can't just let someone die. That's how our ancestors came up with this method."
“Through special carving, this tiny jade needle can ward off illness. As long as it remains intact, the person administering the needle will be safe. Once it cracks…” He suddenly paused, his eyes filled with a meaningful look.

Fang Yan suddenly realized: "You mean, the cold feeling in my hands after the acupuncture was the upward flow of pathogenic qi?"

Old Cheng waved his hand and put the jade needle back on the table: "I already said that this is a superstitious belief of the older generation. I have never verified whether it is true or not."

Fang Yan looked at the four cracked jade needles, thought for a moment, and said:
"So how do you plan to test it?"

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There will be an extra chapter this afternoon.

(End of this chapter)