Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 603 Let’s talk about the basic theory of traditional Chinese medicine

"Yes."

Mr. Feng twitched the beard on his chin, nodded with a smile, and said correctively: "Jiaqiang, Mr. Gong also sees Chinese medicine, but he doesn't take traditional Chinese medicine."

"Yes, yes, yes."

Zhao Jiaqiang nodded repeatedly, and said, "Old Gong, he doesn't take traditional Chinese medicine." As he spoke, he subconsciously glanced at Zhao Yifan.

"But Mr. Gong took the traditional Chinese medicine that Professor Zhao prescribed."

Old Feng said with a smile.

"Why is that, Mr. Feng?"

The more He Li listened, the more confused she became, she pretended to be brave and asked in a low voice.

"Hehe, little girl, if you want to ask, you don't need to speak so quietly. My old man is a bit deaf. If your voice is too quiet, I will have a hard time listening."

Old Feng looked at her with a smile, his eyes full of kindness, and said with a smile, "Are you a student under Professor Zhao? What's your name?"

"My name is He Li, Mr. Feng."

He Li glanced at Zhao Yifan, and said quietly, "Mr. Zhao won't let me apply for his postgraduate degree."

"Oh?"

Mr. Feng was taken aback for a moment, and smiled a little embarrassedly. He saw that He Li and Liu Hui came with Zhao Yifan, so he subconsciously thought that the two of them might be Zhao Yifan's graduate students. no.

He Li was a little disappointed in her heart. She originally thought that Elder Feng would take advantage of the situation and ask why he didn't allow the report, but she didn't expect that Elder Feng just said "oh" and there was no more to say.

If Mr. Feng asked a question along the way, He Li planned to let Mr. Feng help to say something nice--she knew now that Zhao Yifan's medical skills were much better than she imagined!

Even Old Feng felt ashamed of himself.

If you can apply for Zhao Yifan's graduate school, you will have a bright future.

In fact, He Li's careful thinking was also noticed by Feng Lao. The main reason why he didn't answer He Li's question was that he couldn't speak in front of Zhao Yifan.

"Cough cough..."

After coughing dryly, Old Feng turned the topic back, and continued the topic just now: "This old man, his family members were misdiagnosed by a quack doctor and prescribed the wrong medicine, so since then, Old Gong has resolutely refused to take traditional Chinese medicine. To put it bluntly, he no longer believes in Chinese medicine."

"Oh, I see."

Holly nodded.

"Then why did he take the medicine Mr. Zhao prescribed for him?"

Liu Hui also asked a question, and looked at Zhao Yifan, full of admiration and a little affection.

"That's because Professor Zhao gave Mr. Gong some medicine without knowing it."

Thinking of Zhao Yifan's medicine that "when the rain falls, the tea blooms, the dragon breaks the ground", Elder Feng couldn't help feeling a wave of respect in his heart.

"Unknowingly gave Gong Lao medicine?"

After hearing Mr. Feng's explanation, everyone felt very strange.

He Li couldn't help laughing, and said, "Mr. Feng, this is very strange. Since that Mr. Gong doesn't take traditional Chinese medicine, didn't Mr. Gong know that he was taking traditional Chinese medicine before Mr. Zhao gave him the medicine? This shouldn't be the case. what."

"Yes."

Feng Bo couldn't help but said: "Chinese medicine and Western medicine can be seen at a glance. How can this be hidden?"

"Teacher, it's better not to be tricky, tell us quickly."

Zhao Jiaqiang couldn't hold back his curiosity and urged Mr. Feng.

"Jiaqiang, if someone asked me, I would definitely tell them directly."

Mr. Feng restrained his smile, looked at Zhao Jiaqiang seriously, and asked, "But you are my student, so I want to take a test on you. Do you think that if you are Professor Zhao, if Mr. Gong insists on not taking traditional Chinese medicine, you should How to treat Mr. Gong?"

"It must be western medicine."

Zhao Jiaqiang hesitated for a moment, and said an answer, but he knew in his heart that it must be wrong.

"Professor Zhao is a Chinese medicine doctor."

Old Feng frowned, and snorted dissatisfiedly: "How could he use western medicine? Besides, if he used western medicine, do I still need to talk about this case? I really don't need any brains at all!"

Zhao Jiaqiang gave a dry laugh and began to think seriously.

Lu Jiaxuan, Feng Bo and others were also contemplating at the side.

After a while, Zhao Jiaqiang shook his head, sighed, and said to Old Feng with a wry smile: "Teacher, this disciple is stupid, I really can't figure out what method to use."

Mr. Feng sighed, and said, "It's not your fault. After all, I was there at the time, but I couldn't think of Professor Zhao's method." Then, he said word by word: " Professor Zhao used the smell to give Old Gong the medicine, so Old Gong was able to take the traditional Chinese medicine prescribed by Professor Zhao without knowing it!"

"Smell can also be used as medicine to cure diseases?"

When everyone heard Mr. Feng reveal the answer, their jaws dropped in shock.

"Teacher, can smell be medicine?"

Zhao Jiaqiang was stunned and dumbfounded. This answer really made him want to break his head, but he couldn't think of it.

"That's natural."

Old Feng nodded, glanced at Zhao Yifan, smiled and said, "I thought so too at the time, and then Professor Zhao told me that everything in the world can be used as medicine."

"Can everything in the world be used as medicine?"

Zhao Jiaqiang's body shook, and he was immediately in awe. He was able to become the dean of the Kyoto City College of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Apart from Feng Lao's recommendation, his medical skills would naturally not be inferior.

Mr. Feng's words immediately opened a new door to Zhao Jiaqiang.

And Lu Jiaxuan and others also felt the same way.

"That's enough, Shaogang."

Zhao Yifan spoke, waved his hands, smiled faintly, and said, "Stop bragging to me here."

"Professor Zhao."

Mr. Feng shook his head, and said seriously: "I'm not bragging for you, but I'm using your case to open their eyes. To be honest, Professor Zhao, I think that the reason why Chinese medicine has declined in recent years is because of the lack of Like you, a master who raised Chinese medicine to the realm of "Tao", such as the prescription you prescribed to Mr. Gong, how many people in this world can think of it? If those foreign devils know this method, It will definitely shatter their eyeballs!"

"The teacher is right."

Zhao Jiaqiang sighed with emotion, looked at Zhao Yifan, became admiring, and said in a respectful voice: "Professor Zhao, I usually deal with those foreign devils and western doctors. Whenever they hear about our Chinese medicine practitioners, they always look down with disdain. It seems that in this world, apart from Western medicine, other Chinese medicine, Tibetan medicine, etc., are all superstitious treatments."

After a pause, Zhao Jiaqiang continued: "If it weren't for your case that my teacher just mentioned, to put it bluntly, I don't really believe in the saying of 'supplementing shape with shape' in our Chinese medical books." Said Then, he shook his head, full of emotion.

"Jiaqiang, from our point of view, 'complementing form with form' is just 'resembling form'."

Feng Lao said: "But Professor Zhao's 'replenishing form with form' is the one who really grasped the essence of this sentence. Compared with his old man, those of us who have studied Chinese medicine for decades, to put it bluntly, still Layman, you are still circling outside the door." He sighed.

"Shaogang, stop praising me, okay?"

Zhao Yifan was a little speechless, waved his hand, changed the subject and said, "You came to our Qingzhou University of Traditional Chinese Medicine this time, surely you didn't come here just to flatter me? If so, then I'm leaving now."

Mr. Feng smiled awkwardly and said, "Professor Zhao, I didn't flatter you, I just expressed my feelings." After a pause, he explained: "Professor Zhao, I reckon that you must be I know it well, after all, Xiao Tang and I mentioned it before, I think, the best schools in our domestic Chinese medicine field are Qingzhou City College of Traditional Chinese Medicine and Kyoto City College of Traditional Chinese Medicine. , I invited you to come to Kyoto City College of Traditional Chinese Medicine to take up the post, but you refused, so I can only lead some teachers with better foundations in the school to come to Qingzhou City College of Traditional Chinese Medicine to listen to your lectures and improve their skills. Level."

After a pause, Mr. Feng remembered that the student he met asked him if he would give lectures on campus today, and said with a wry smile: "Professor Zhao, to tell you the truth, I was in school today and met your school One of my students asked me if I would give lectures. Alas, I really wanted to tell him at that time, if you were here, let me give lectures. Wouldn’t it be like reading holy books in front of Confucius and holding a big ax in front of Lu Ban’s door? Is it ridiculous? They let you, the true god, come to worship me, a clay bodhisattva, and they are really looking far away, looking for the end."

"Shaogang, you can't say that either."

Zhao Yifan waved his hand and said, "Your medical skills, in my opinion, are also very good. There's no need to be so self-effacing. For lectures..."

When he said this, he pondered for a while, and said: "To be honest, Chinese medicine is broad and profound. If you really want to talk about it one by one, it will not be a matter of three or five days. Moreover, the level of your school teachers is not the same as those who don't know anything. Students who understand can speak for themselves, so if you really want to talk about it, you can only talk about one or two key points, what do you think?"

When Feng Lao heard this, he was immediately overjoyed. In fact, he was a little uneasy all the time when he came this time.

Because the last time he invited Zhao Yifan to give a lecture in Kyoto City, he was rejected by Zhao Yifan, so this time, whether Zhao Yifan would still reject him like last time, made Mr. Feng feel a little bit unsure.

Right now, since Zhao Yifan has agreed, Mr. Feng will definitely not be polite. He has already had some thoughts in his mind, and he said quickly: "Professor Zhao, what do you think should be said, and you can tell the truth. To be honest, In fact, I am also worried that if you talk too profoundly, we may not understand it well."

Zhao Yifan raised his brows, pondered for a while, and suddenly, his eyes lit up, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said, "Yes, if this is the case, then I will explain the basic theory of Chinese medicine to the teachers in your school!"

"what?"

Lu Jiaxuan and the others next to him were shocked when they heard this.

Teach the basic theory of Chinese medicine?

This can be interesting.

The teaching materials for the basic theory of Chinese medicine used by domestic Chinese medicine colleges are written by Mr. Feng...

(End of this chapter)