Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 982 Look at the Legs! Nephrotic Syndrome (Bonus Chapter for Monthly Tickets: 3K Chapters)

Fang Yan suddenly realized that he really hadn't recognized this big shot.

The main problem is that Ji Xianlin was too thin at that time.

I suffered a lot in the past few years and haven't recovered yet.

Fang Yan still remembers his life story very clearly.

The most memorable one is Ji Xianlin's "Tsinghua Garden Diary".

In this diary, he wrote about things like looking at legs, revealing his true feelings as a young man. Relevant diary entries include:

December 1, 1932: "After noon, I'm going to watch the soccer and women's basketball games at Tongzhicheng Middle School. Watching women's basketball is basically just about seeing thighs. Honestly, otherwise, who would go to watch?"

December 21, 1932: "Watched the Tsinghua University vs. the Affiliated High School girls' basketball game. The girls from the Affiliated High School had particularly dark thighs, so I only watched half the game before coming back."

When Ji Xianlin's Diary was published, the editor suggested that Ji Xianlin delete these contents, but he refused, believing that they reflected his true self at the time.

When it was published, it was absolutely phenomenal.

Some of them are even more shocking than just looking at legs...

这位是1911年8月6日生人，今年1978年四月还不到67岁。

1978 was also a major turning point in his life.

He was reinstated as a first-level professor at the beginning of last month, enjoying the benefits of a senior intellectual that had been interrupted for twelve years.

At the same time, he was appointed as the vice president of Peking University and also served as the director of the Institute of South Asian Studies at Peking University of the Chinese Academy of Social Sciences. He studied Indian history, the history of Sino-Indian cultural relations, and the history of Indian Buddhism, and translated and studied Sanskrit literary works.

This man, who received numerous honors throughout his life, was revered as a master of Chinese studies, an academic giant, and a national treasure. He was known as "Rao in the South and Ji in the North" along with Rao Zongyi.

His teachers, Ju Simin and Chen Yinque, were respectively one of the leading figures in Shandong's education circles in the early Republic of China, and the other was a tutor at Tsinghua University's Institute of Chinese Studies, along with Liang Qichao and Wang Guowei. They were known as the "Three Giants of Tsinghua" and were renowned scholars throughout the country.

Moreover, as a professor at Peking University and a representative of the academic community, he had extensive exchanges with cultural figures such as Ye Shengtao, Bing Xin, and Feng Youlan. Although Ji Xianlin had been forced to interrupt his academic work before, he had become a leading figure in the fields of Oriental Studies and Indology in China and enjoyed a high reputation in the cultural circles, thanks to his profound academic accumulation, academic position and social influence.

"So it's Principal Ji in person! I've heard so much about you!" Fang Yan got out of the car and bowed to Ji Xianlin.

Ji Xianlin asked Fang Yan:

"Haha, so you've read my book?"

Fang Yan hadn't expected the other person to actually ask about this, so he said:
"I've read 'Oleander,' 'Impressions of India,' 'Dunhuang Bianwen Collection,' and your translations of 'Shakuntala' and 'The Five Books'..."

Hearing the dialect, Ji Xianlin was somewhat surprised:

"Wow, it seems he really has seen it."

After saying that, he asked in dialect:

"Since you're looking at all this stuff, why don't you come and study at Peking University?"

He said in dialect:

"I am still more proficient in traditional Chinese medicine."

"Besides, two people in my family are already studying at Peking University, so I won't be coming."

Old Master Ye, who was standing to the side, said:
“He knows you, but you don’t know him. Besides being the top scorer with a perfect score last year, he is also the director of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine at Peking Union Medical College Hospital.”

Ji Xianlin was surprised:
"Really?"

Old Master Ye said:
"His cooperation with the Overseas Chinese Affairs Office of the State Council has helped attract overseas Chinese businessmen back to China for medical treatment and brought back a lot of investment. His efforts have had a much greater impact than our writing articles."

He said in dialect:

"Mr. Ye, you flatter me. I was just following the instructions of my superiors and cooperating with their work."

Upon hearing this, Ji Xianlin said:

"Oh, I remember now. A while ago, someone told me to see a traditional Chinese medicine doctor at Peking Union Medical College Hospital. They said there was a very skilled doctor who had never failed to cure any illness. Was that you?"

Nodding in dialect:

"It should be me."

“Then I understand…” Ji Xianlin suddenly realized.

Fang Yan grasped the key information and asked:
"By the way, are you feeling unwell?"

Ji Xianlin said:
"Oh, it's just a minor issue. I've already gotten some medication from a Western doctor."

"I feel much better now."

He asked in dialect:

"How about I take another look at it for you?"

Ji Xianlin hesitated for a moment, then asked:

Is it convenient?

He said in dialect:

"Of course, I'm fine right now."

Ji Xianlin immediately stated:
"Shall we go sit in the office?"

After speaking, he looked at Elder Ye beside him.

Old Ye nodded:

"Let's go."

Fang Yan then locked the car and followed them into the school.

On the way, Ji Xianlin asked Fang Yan:

"By the way, you just said your younger brother is Hai Chao?"

"Is it Hai Chao, the author of 'Birch Forest'?"

Fang Yan nodded:

"Yes, that's right, he studies Chinese literature."

Ji Xianlin smiled and nodded:

"I've met him, he's a big shot..." It seems this young man is quite famous at Peking University; even the vice-president says he's a big shot.

Old Ye said from the side:
"I heard that his novels have been adapted into movies and TV series?"

Fang Yan exclaimed in surprise:
"You know all this?"

Old Ye pointed to Ji Xianlin standing to the side and said:
"We were talking about this when you came in."

Ji Xianlin stated:

“A film crew came to the school to ask him to polish the script, and I was the one who helped coordinate it.”

"His novel has only been written for a short time, and it's already being adapted into a TV series and a movie, with several companies working together on it. That's quite remarkable..."

The dialect explanation is as follows:
"That's not his latest novel; it's a newly written one, mainly to help promote traditional Chinese medicine culture. It was also spearheaded by the Overseas Chinese Affairs Office of the Ministry of Health, with overseas Chinese businessmen investing in it."

"What does this have to do with you?" Ji Xianlin asked curiously upon hearing this.

Even Grandpa Ye nodded in agreement:

"Yes, the main character in the story is based on me, and the plan was proposed by me and my partner."

Ji Xianlin was somewhat surprised and asked:

"Really? You can learn all this by studying traditional Chinese medicine?"

Fang Yan laughed it off:
"Haha, all-round development, right?"

Ji Xianlin remarked with emotion:

"The younger generation is truly surpassing the older generation! They are much stronger than we were back then!"

The three chatted as they walked toward the office, encountering many teachers and students along the way. They noticed that besides the bigwig Ye Shengtao, the vice principal was accompanied by a young man who looked to be in his early twenties, chatting animatedly with the two men. He didn't seem like a student at all.

I wonder who it is?

It's rare to find young people who can walk with you and have a pleasant conversation.

Just based on their experience, many young people would stutter when speaking in front of them.

The young man from before didn't seem nervous at all; he was very relaxed.

After a while, the news spread.

Meanwhile, Fang Yan had already arrived at the office. Ji Xianlin took out the examination report, and Fang Yan was reading it.

"I have had recurrent lower limb edema, lower back pain, and proteinuria for a year. I experience lower limb edema with a certain probability after exertion. The edema leaves a noticeable pit after pressing with my hand and does not recover for a long time. At the same time, I also have slight swelling of the eyelids, accompanied by lower back pain, weakness, dizziness, and scanty and cloudy urine." Fang Yan looked at the report.

Ji Xianlin nodded and said:
"Well, the Western medicine doctor diagnosed me with chronic nephritis and nephrotic syndrome, which is a problem I developed a few years ago... Luckily, it didn't flare up back then, otherwise I probably wouldn't be alive today."

He was relatively carefree when he first started out ten years ago, but later he was targeted and dealt with because he spoke up for someone.

He was once so tormented that he wanted to end his own life, but was saved by someone.

He was later ordered to guard the building entrance and the telephone, becoming an untouchable. He then began translating the Indian Marayana, completing the translation during this time.

During this period, he was still occasionally taken out for "training," so he suffered even more physically than Fang Yan's father.

The report showed his recent hospital examination results, which revealed massive proteinuria (+++ to ++++), hypertension, hypercholesterolemia, and hypoproteinemia. He was diagnosed with chronic nephritis and nephrotic syndrome.

"You look much better now!" Old Master Ye said, examining Ji Xianlin closely.

Ji Xianlin nodded with a wry smile: "The Western medicine is indeed effective. My dizziness, cloudy urine, and lower limb edema have all improved somewhat. But the root cause of this disease is very stubborn. The condition keeps recurring, and the lower limb edema and proteinuria are never completely eliminated."

He paused, looking slightly tired, "Especially when I stay up late or am exhausted, my eyelids are swollen when I wake up the next morning, and the swelling gets worse in the afternoon. I have to rest well to get it off."

The person standing nearby asked with concern, "Besides the swelling, is there anything else that's bothering you?"

"My lower back is aching terribly, I feel listless, my head is spinning, and I'm urinating less than usual," Ji Xianlin sighed. "Fortunately, my bowel movements are still normal, but I have a poor appetite and can't sleep well."

“Come on, stick out your tongue so I can see it,” Fang Yan said.

Ji Xianlin opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue as instructed. Fang Yan observed carefully and saw that his tongue was pale and had a thin white coating.

Then, Fang Yan gestured for him to place his arm flat on the book on the table, and gently placed three fingers on his wrist to take his pulse.

After taking the pulse with both hands, the Fang Yan concluded that the pulse was deep, thready, and slow.

He then walked up to Ji Xianlin and said, "Lift up your trousers so I can see."

Ji Xianlin obediently did as instructed.

Fang Yan pinched his trouser leg and found that the swelling in his shins was particularly obvious; when pressed, the indentation did not spring back for a long time.

At this moment, Elder Ye couldn't help but speak:
"It doesn't look fully healed yet?"

Ji Xianlin quickly said:

"It's much better than before!"

Old Ye turned to the dialect and pressed on:

"What's wrong with him, Fang Yan?"

Fang Yan carefully examined both feet, then stood up and explained:

"It's a deficiency of the spleen and kidneys, internal accumulation of dampness, and obstruction of the meridians. In traditional Chinese medicine, this condition falls under the category of deficiency-exhaustion disease. Regarding edema, there's a saying in traditional Chinese medicine: 'The root of the disease lies in the kidneys, the manifestation is in the lungs, and the key lies in the spleen.' But you see, his edema is recurring and difficult to cure, so nine times out of ten it's due to blood stasis causing problems in the body."

"Blood stasis is like a traffic jam, completely blocking the fluid channel of the Triple Burner. The fluid cannot flow normally, so it naturally accumulates in the body and forms edema. This is what we often call 'when blood is not flowing smoothly, water stagnates'."

"As for how blood stasis occurs, one reason is that the body is too weak and the qi and blood are not strong enough to propel the blood, so it gradually becomes stagnant; another reason is that external pathogens block the meridians, preventing the qi and blood from flowing smoothly, which will also lead to stagnation over time."

"Principal Ji's illness is likely related to his own unique experiences."

Ji Xianlin waved his hand and said:
"Sigh, that's all in the past..."

After saying that, he asked:
"Can this be cured?"

Fang Yan nodded:
"sure!"

PS: After finishing this chapter, I still owe everyone 89000 words.

That's all for today, please come early tomorrow!
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