Sang Guzi smiled when he heard that.
Being young was sometimes an asset, but sometimes it was not enough.
"If you have the chance, will you treat his son again?" asked Sang Guzi.
"We'll see," said Wang Yao.
Wang Yao had a lot of things to do now. He needed to solve them one by one.
He knew that he should not bite off more than he could chew.
"I met Mr. Sun not long ago," said Sang Guzi.
"Oh?" Wang Yao was surprised.
"Last night," said Sang Guzi.
Wang Yao nodded and did not say anything.
After a simple conversation with Wang Yao, Sang Guzi already knew Wang Yao's attitude on this matter, so he didn't say anything more.
In the morning, Wang Yao went to see Zhou Wuyi again.
After confirming that Zhou Wuyi's condition was improving, he started to think about leaving. After all, the whole treatment process was quite long. Zhou Wuyi needed to take medicine continuously. However, he had to consider a very bad thing. The disordered and broken meridians might gradually shrink due to the lack of effective treatment. In fact, this was already happening. Once these meridians shrank to a certain extent, they could no longer be treated and restored. It was like a tree that withered to a certain extent and died completely.
With Wang Yao's current ability, he could not think of a suitable way to connect these broken meridians.
He told the Zhou family the truth about this matter. For this reason, the Zhou family specially invited Sang Guzi, who was ready to leave.
"Can the two of you treat him together?" This was the idea proposed by Zhou Xiong's father.
In fact, they had already treated him together once. Wang Yao's medicine and Sang Guzi's acupuncture had a good effect.
"Let's talk first," Wang Yao said.
"Okay."
After lunch, Wang Yao and Sang Guzi talked in the room for the whole afternoon.
This was the first time the old man and the young man talked about Zhou Wuyi's condition for such a long time.
Wang Yao and Sang Guzi both thought about it. However, for some reason, they did not speak first. It was just a matter of a sentence.
There was a square table with two cups of tea and two people sitting across from each other.
"I can dredge those blocked channels and collaterals with medicine," Wang Yao said. "I can also straighten some of the messy channels and collaterals with external force, but I can't connect those broken channels and collaterals."
"Impressive," Sang Guzi said.
He had no confidence in either of the two aspects that Wang Yao mentioned. If he did, he wouldn't have let his old friend drag things out like this.
"I can stimulate the meridians through acupuncture, but I can't straighten them, nor can I regenerate them." Sang Guzi was equally helpless when faced with a problem that Wang Yao could not solve.
"Then let's determine which meridians are broken first?"
"Alright."
These meridians were already imprinted in Wang Yao's mind, so he took out a pen and paper and wrote down the names of the meridians. He even wrote down the specific locations very clearly.
"You saw through this long ago?" Sang Guzi asked in surprise as he took what Wang Yao had written down.
"Yesterday."
Sang Guzi looked at it carefully.
"Are you sure about these?"
He pointed at a few of the meridians. These meridians were very small and could be considered as side branches.
"I'm sure," Wang Yao replied with a smile.
After several treatments, Wang Yao discovered another special function of massage, which was to thoroughly determine the condition of the patient's Qi and blood flow.
The focus of massage was the meridians and acupoints. The meridians were the main trunk, and the acupoints were the nodes. Through them, he could determine the condition of the Qi and blood flow in the human body system to determine which parts were normal and which parts had diseases.
This medical skill could not only treat diseases, but also diagnose diseases. It was a process that complemented each other.
"I can only determine this." Sang Guzi made a mark on some of the meridians.
At his age, he had already seen through everything. Some illnesses could not be seen, could not be diagnosed, and was not as skilled as others, so he would admit it without hesitation. He was not like some people who pretended to understand. They obviously did not understand, but still pretended to understand.
The most taboo in doing things was to pretend to understand. This was especially true in the medical field because it concerned the health of the patient and even the life and death of the patient.
Although they had found the meridians, they could not treat them. This was a difficult problem in front of them.
Since they could not overcome it for the time being, they might as well put it aside for now.
Sang Guzi and Wang Yao talked about other things. Most of them were his experiences in treating patients. Of course, many of them were strange diseases. These things were very rare for Wang Yao. After all, in the Apricot Forest, most people liked to keep things to themselves and did not like to communicate. This was also one of the reasons why Chinese medicine was declining.
Wang Yao listened very carefully throughout the whole process.
In the afternoon, when the sun had set, the conversation between the two of them came to an end and they rested for a while.
"Thank you!" Wang Yao stood up and bowed respectfully.
He did not know why Sang Guzi suddenly told him these things. This was the most precious thing for a doctor, a "famous doctor". It was his life's pride and capital.
"Haha, I'm old. Some things are hidden in my stomach. I don't mind telling you. I hope it will be useful to you," Sang Guzi said.
What he talked about was his experience. He had only talked about it to his two disciples and one son. The reason why he talked about it today was that he saw something in Wang Yao, something shining. He saw the possibility and hope of carrying forward the declining quintessence of the nation to a new height.
"I think you can actually publish a medical book," Wang Yao said.
"Publish a book?" Sang Guzi's eyes lit up.
In fact, he had thought about it a few years ago. Later, as time passed, he put it down.
Life was like this. If you wanted to do something, you had to hurry up and do it while you still had the idea and the experience. Once you put down some ideas and things, you did not know how many years it would take to pick them up again. During this time, you did not know what kind of changes would happen.
"About seven or eight years ago, I did think about it."
"Your experience is so precious. It should be passed down," Wang Yao said sincerely.
"Let this old man think about it," Sang Guzi said with a smile.
"Since you have said so much, I'll talk about it too." Wang Yao said with a smile. There were some things that he wanted to talk about, but he did not find the right person. After all, there were not many people who were as virtuous as the person in front of him.
"Okay!" Sang Guzi said with a smile.
Wang Yao then talked about some things. The most ancient things, the four methods of diagnosis, except for the last one, observation.
Sang Guzi's eyes lit up as he listened. He was so excited that his body trembled slightly.
Wang Yao talked for a while until the sky outside was completely dark.
Knock, knock, knock. A soft knock on the door interrupted him.
"Mr. Sang, Dr. Wang, dinner is ready." Zhou Xiong's voice came from outside.
"We'll be right there," Sang Guzi said.
"Okay."
"My young friend, the things you talked about are amazing!" Sang Guzi said with emotion.
Some of the things that Wang Yao talked about had been lost for a long time. They might even be lost forever.
"They have been lost for too long!"
"I really don't know where you learned all this from!"
"It was a gift from heaven," Wang Yao said with a smile.
Sang Guzi only smiled when he heard that, but he took it as a joke.
"I've decided to write a book. If you don't mind, I'll record everything you said today and write your name in it," Sang Guzi said.
When he heard some of the things that Wang Yao talked about, he immediately realized that since these things had appeared, they must not be allowed to disappear. He could give up his life's experience and let it disappear, but these essences, the essence of medicine, could not be lost in time.
"My name? Forget it."
"No!" Sang Guzi's tone was unprecedentedly firm.
"If you really want to write it, write another name."
"What name?"
"Pharmacist," Wang Yao said calmly.
"Pharmacist? An ancient pharmacist?" Sang Guzi asked.
"Yes."
"A great pharmacist can cure all kinds of diseases," Sang Guzi said. Sang Guzi said. As he spoke, the look in his eyes changed. It was as if his thoughts had drifted far away.
"Are you from the King Pharmacist's bloodline?"
"King Pharmacist? No. "Wang Yao was stunned. He did not know about the King Pharmacist's bloodline before.
The more they talked, the more they got along. It was as if they regretted not having met earlier.
"We could have talked earlier," Sang Guzi said with a sigh.
"Yes." Wang Yao had the same feeling.
"If everyone could sit down and talk like you and me, even if it was just a small part of the conversation, our medical skills would not have declined to this point," Sang Guzi said with a sigh.
They chatted for a while until Zhou Xiong came to invite them again. They ended the very meaningful conversation. It might even change the course of the conversation.
The dinner prepared by the Zhou family was light, but it was still very sumptuous.
After dinner, Wang Yao and Sang Guzi discussed the treatment plan with Zhou Xiong's father and Zhou Ying.
"What about those shrunken meridians?"
"We haven't thought of a treatment plan yet," Wang Yao said.
"That's all for now. Thank you, Mr. Sang and Dr. Wang," Zhou Xiong's father said.
"These treatment methods were thought up by Dr. Wang," Sang Guzi said.
He did not take credit or shirk responsibility.
"I will prepare the decoction and teach you some simple massage techniques," Wang Yao said.
The Zhou family practiced martial arts, so they were very familiar with the meridians and acupoints of the human body. Therefore, it should be relatively easy to learn the massage techniques.
"Okay."
The Zhou family already knew that Wang Yao could not stay there for too long.
At night, Wang Yao took the decoction again. After taking the decoction, he continued to massage Zhou Xiong. He straightened out his Qi and blood and checked the recovery of his body.
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