Well, Wang Yao was aware of this. Chinese medicine was on the decline and was completely suppressed by western medicine.
"Old bones like us don't have many years left to live. Now that I think about it carefully, I just hope that someone can carry on and carry on this matter," Mr. Sang said with some emotion.
At his age, he was able to see things clearly. He was able to see things further. He was no longer a person or a sect. This kind of broad-mindedness was very rare.
"Your body is still strong!" Zhou Xiong said with a smile.
"Haha." Sang Guzi laughed and waved his hand.
"I know my body best."
After all, he was an old man in his seventies. Although he paid attention to his daily health because of his knowledge of medicine, his body was aging. Any kind of health care would only delay the aging. In the end, it would not be able to withstand the erosion of time.
During dinner, Mr. Sang was very talkative. He talked about a lot of things. However, there were very few things related to Chinese medicine. Most of them were old stories and experiences. This made Wang Yao and the others feel quite emotional.
After dinner, everyone dispersed.
Sang Guzi stopped Wang Yao and then took out a book from his carry-on bag. It was a new book.
"This is a gift for you."
"A gift?"
Wang Yao took it and had a look. It was a medical book. The name was a bit strange.
"Sang Yao Medical Book."
"This is?" Wang Yao vaguely guessed something. "Your book?"
"Yes."
"Has it been published?"
"Not yet. I just tried to print a few copies."
"Congratulations then." Wang Yao remembered hearing Mr. Sang say that this was his last dream. It was about to come true.
"Thank you. I have to thank you properly." Sang Guzi said. Wang Yao's explanation of the ancient "Four Methods of Diagnosis" was a great inspiration to him.
"You are too polite. Thank you for the gift. I like it very much."
Wang Yao was speaking from the bottom of his heart. Such a book was a pile of paper in the eyes of those who did not understand. They could not understand it even if they read it. However, to Wang Yao, it was a precious thing. It recorded the experiences and experiences of the old man in front of him. This book should be the summary of his life's medical practice.
"It's good that you like it. I hope you can create your own world in this field."
"Thank you. I will work hard."
Wang Yao sent Mr. Sang to the hotel and then drove home.
After parking the car, he saw that the lights in the house were still on. He went in to say hello to his parents and gave them a massage before going up Nanshan Hill. It was already past 10 o 'clock at night when he went up Nanshan Hill. However, he did not feel sleepy at all. With the lights on, he picked up the medical book that Sang Guzi gave him and studied it attentively.
In the preface of the book, he saw a paragraph expressing his gratitude to a person. This person did not mention his name. He only mentioned the word "pharmacist." He expressed his sincere gratitude to this person. It was because of this that the book was named "Sang Yao's Medical Book," which sounded a bit strange.
"You are too polite."
Wang Yao naturally knew that the person thanked in the preface was himself. He could not help but admire the old man's breadth of mind.
The content of the book was very rich. It included medical analysis, prescription, acupuncture, and most of the content of traditional Chinese medicine. It was a rare medical book. Wang Yao could not bear to put it down. He did not remember the time until it was past 1 o 'clock in the morning. He carefully put the book away, washed up, turned off the lights, and went to sleep.
The next day, Wang Yao got up very early.
The sky was a bit gloomy. He went to the rock on the top of the mountain to practice boxing as usual.
He looked into the distance and saw a person moving on the rock. It was sometimes fast and sometimes slow. He could hear some sounds as if something broke through the air when he got closer. He could still see the person moving, but he could not see his hands and feet clearly because his movements were too fast. This seemed to violate the profound meaning of slow fighting fast in Tai Chi. This was another kind of profound meaning in the boxing book.
Open!
He punched out. There was a crack, which sounded like a thunderclap. It was a rather strange sound.
Wang Yao let out a long sigh of relief.
He guided the Qi, stopped practicing, and went down the mountain. As soon as he entered the medicine garden, he heard a phone call.
It was Pan Jun who called to ask about yesterday.
"About your friend?"
"Yes."
"I'm free today."
"I'll take him there in the morning."
After a few words, it was decided that he would meet Pan Jun's friend in the morning. He had a strange disease that was hard to talk about.
He walked around the medicine garden and looked carefully. After making sure there was no problem, Wang Yao went down the mountain and waited in the clinic.
At about ten o 'clock in the morning, Pan Jun and his friend arrived at the clinic on time.
His friend was about 1.85 meters tall, and he was very muscular.
"This is Dr. Wang, and this is my friend, Chen Wei."
"Hello, Dr. Wang."
"Hello."
After he sat down, Wang Yao took his pulse for him to see.
What?
"You have an injury in your waist?"
"Yes," Chen Wei replied.
He was a loyal man. He had been injured in his waist to help a friend.
The man in front of him looked strong. In fact, he had the root cause of the disease because the meridians in his waist were damaged.
"Do you sometimes urinate blood?" Wang Yao asked.
"Yes," Chen Wei hurriedly replied.
"You also have a problem with your kidney."
The kidney was the foundation of congenital development. If this organ was not good, a considerable part of the body's function would be affected and problems would occur.
"I'll prescribe you a medicine."
Astragalus, velvet antler, eucommia, wolfberry …
After writing the prescription, Wang Yao took the medicine according to the prescription in the medicine cabinet.
"One course of treatment, 10 days."
"There's another one who needs to take the medicine."
Wang Yao prescribed a medicine for him. The main point was to dredge the meridians.
"This place needs a hot compress." Wang Yao pointed at his waist. That was where he had been injured.
"Do you feel cold sometimes?"
"Yes, even in the dog days of summer, it will feel cold here," Chen Wei said in surprise.
He put away his previous contempt for the young doctor. He could see so many things just by checking the pulse. This doctor was really a person with real ability, as Pan Jun said.
Then, Wang Yao wrote down some things to pay attention to in life.
If he was sick, he needed to take medicine and recuperate.
"Done."
"Thank you!" Chen Wei happily paid the money.
Pan Jun chatted with Wang Yao for a while. After Chen Wei left first, he stayed and said a few more words to him.
"Dr. Wang, is my friend's illness serious?"
"He's about to get a divorce. Of course, it's serious!" Wang Yao joked with a smile.
"It's still not too late to treat him now. It will be more troublesome if it's later."
"Okay, thank you. I'm leaving."
"Take care."
Pan Jun went out and got in the car. His friend asked him about it.
"Hey, Dr. Wang said it can be cured?" He was having a headache because of this. His wife was always unhappy at home because of this.
They could not carry on with their married life. How could they communicate and improve their relationship? If this went on, they would really divorce.
"Just follow the prescription. It's absolutely no problem!" Pan Jun said with a smile.
"That's good, that's good. If it really works, I have to thank him!"
"Let's go."
After they left, Wang Yao wrote down the medical case of the disease in his notebook. He had to see a patient in the morning.
It was Fang Yi, the girl with the strange disease.
They had originally planned to come in the morning, but because of some matters, they were slightly delayed. They changed it to the afternoon.
After lunch, the sky began to thunder. It was a very dull kind. Then, it started to rain. The rain was very fast and rushed. Soon, it was going to pour.
Wang Yao was at home. He stood at the door and looked at the heavy rain outside.
From his courtyard, he could see the hills to the west and east of the village. The hills were very close, right in front of him. It was full of trees. In this season, it was still considered green. After being washed by the rain, it became even greener.
The rain slowly slowed down after more than an hour, but it did not stop. Wang Yao went to the clinic with an umbrella. He took the Medical Book of Sang Yao and read it carefully.
The rain was still falling quietly outside.
It was not until 2: 30 p.m. that Fang Yi and her family rushed over in the rain.
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