Chapter 87 Medical skills

In a villa in Haitian City.

Old man Han looked at Jiang Nanyan standing in front of him and said, "Say, what's the matter? Is your grandfather critically ill?"

"Mr. Han, my grandfather's old injury has relapsed. I would like to invite you to the capital." Jiang Nanyan restrained all his previous pride in front of him and whispered, "You are the best traditional Chinese medicine doctor in China. My grandfather and I and my family believe that only you can save him."

Old man Han was silent for a while and said, "General Jiang has 24 injuries all over his body, including 21 hidden injuries. In addition, decades of overwork, excessive mental consumption, the five elements in his body are inverted, and the yin and yang are exhausted. Even if I go, there is nothing I can do."

"Can't you save my grandfather?" Jiang Nanyan asked anxiously.

Old Han waved his hand and waved his hand: "It's not that I'm not saved, but I'm not able to recover. If you can find some lost prescriptions, it may help him, and it's even impossible to recover."

"But where to look for it?" Jiangnan Yan said helplessly, "I have visited all parts of the country in the past year and visited countless famous doctors, but I can't ask for one side. They are even some famous quack doctors. My grandfather's condition has worsened, and he is in great pain every day. Mr. Han, please come out of the mountain."

"You go back first." Old man Han pinched his eyebrows and said, "I will leave for the capital tomorrow, but everything depends on God's will."

Jiangnan Yan nodded silently and left.

However, after he left, old man Han suddenly burst into tears, like a child crying, and the sobbing sad sound led to Han Dongxue in the room.

"Grandpa." Han Dongxue ran up in a hurry, picked up the trembling old man Han, and asked anxiously, "Grandpa, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?"

"Winter snow." Old Han took Han Dongxue's hands and wiped his tears like the last hope. He got up and pulled Han Dongxue to the study and said, "Dongxue, Grandpa doesn't owe anyone anything in his life. He only owes you and an old friend. My old friend, who was seriously injured for saving my life, and the rest of the injuries, was already terminally ill. I gave him many times to save him, but it didn't work. I knew that my medical skills could not really save him, so I left several leaders and came to the south to pursue your whereabouts. Now that Grandpa has found you, this regret is also great. To make up for it, I will get up tomorrow and go to the capital to save him desperately. If the deceased dies unfortunately, Grandpa will kill himself in front of his grave, otherwise Grandpa will have no face to see some old friends.

"Ah?"

Han Dongxue was shocked and was about to stop him. Old Han shook his head and said, "Grandpa feels that he still owes you, so he has been trying his best to make up for this time. If Grandpa really doesn't return it, you will stay with Qin Yang in the future. Although the boy has a strange temper, Grandpa can also see that he really cares. You, Dongxue, listen to Grandpa, okay?

"I, I." Han Dongxue's tears flowed out. During these times, she saw the kindness of old man Han and remembered her in her heart. How could she not know that the old man sincerely hoped that he could live a happy life? Today, when she heard that he might be gone, she suddenly felt sad. He gritted his teeth and said, "Grandpa, what's wrong with falling to the ground? Is it so serious?

"Alas, he participated in too many wars when he was young, resulting in damage to many muscles and veins on his body. He was tortured by diseases and years of fatigue. The five elements of yin and yang in his body were chaotic, and his essence was excessively exhausted. Before the age of 60, he was like a cow. At that time, some doctors proposed that he would die soon. But he was scolded by him. After the age of 60, these years of accumulated diseases began to slowly spread to the whole body and deep into the bone marrow, just like an oil lamp that was about to go out, which had reached the point of drying up. If it was just excessive consumption of energy, I was sure to let him recuperate, but the physical damage I have no way to start the injury. Even if there is the world's top body repair equipment, it only treats the symptoms but not the root causes. I can't treat it with moxibustion, and I can't reach the acupuncture. There is not much soup and medicine, and it can't be cured. Old man Han said helplessly, "This time, his condition must be extremely dangerous. I'm afraid he won't live for a few days. I also concluded that he would not survive this year, but I didn't expect that he would still be.

"Grandpa, our Han family established the world with martial arts, and there are also a lot of healing pills." Han Dongxue took old man Han to one of his rooms, took out a few pieces of yellow paper in a small and shabby bag, and said, "These have an amazing effect on the trauma of the body being hit by external forces. See if it is useful."

When old man Han heard this, he was suddenly shocked. He hurriedly turned out to several prescriptions, but he nodded repeatedly, but in the end he was gloomy: "It does have a miraculous effect, but it can only be extended for more than half a month at most. If you want to save his life, you need to find a holy prescription that can mediate the five elements of yin and yang, repair tendons, hematopoiesis, and white bones and muscles, but this holy prescription is lost. How can you find it?

"Grandpa, the ancients can create it. Why can't we modern people?" Han Dongxue said anxiously, "Qin Yang often said that creativity is infinite. It is the saddest thing to blindly know how to find lost things but not to recreate. You are the master of medicine. Can't you surpass the ancients and create the holy square?"

Old man Han smiled bitterly: "How can I not know how to improve the prescription these years? But there has been no result, and Mr. Jiang's condition can't wait.

"You can't give up until the end." Han Dongxue said again.

Seeing that his granddaughter had such great confidence in himself, Mr. Han was clever and swept away the previous decadence and said, "Yes, how can I give up in the end? Dongxue, you go back to Qinyang's home for the time being. I will rush back to the capital now, and I will be sure that I can save it in a day."

Everyone here is busy.

In Fengyang County, Qin Yang was walking around with Yu Wenfei. When passing through a school, Yu Wenfei did not hide her desire for the school at all: "In the past, I secretly looked at my brother's textbook to read and felt that the articles and poems they wrote were really beautiful. You know, I heard my grandfather say when I was very young that our ancestors used to be friends with the great writer Su Dongpo, so I liked to read Su Dongpo's poems at that time. It was so beautiful, but unfortunately I didn't know what it meant most of the time.

"What's so good about that?" Qin Yang said funnyly, "The times are progressive. The poems written by contemporary literary giants are not much worse than ancient poems, but many people prefer to memorize those ancient texts rather than carefully understand the concepts in modern Chinese."

"So according to you, modern things must be better than ancient times?" Yu Wenfei asked with some rhetoric.

"That's not necessarily true. For example, the environment must be far worse than that of ancient times." Qin Yang thought for a moment and said, "There are also many aspects, such as traditional Chinese medicine. Traditional Chinese medicine has always been a faultless development before the end of the Qing Dynasty. During this period, even if there were continuous wars and medical skills were lost, it could be reluctantly passed on. However, in modern times, Western medicine, relying on high-tech to occupy a large market, making traditional Chinese medicine It began to decline gradually, and there was a huge fault. As a result, contemporary traditional Chinese medicine is far inferior to ancient medicine. You should know that some lost medicine in ancient times have been studied through the uninterrupted efforts of countless generations. If modern people want to develop, even if there are many medical skills as the basic theory, it has not been more than a hundred years. It won't work."

"Then you must be very good at medicine, right? I feel that my wrist is gradually recovering. When I changed the medicine just now, I saw that the scars began to fall, and the meat inside seemed to be new. Yu Wenfei asked curiously.

"It's not great. I just have a few prescriptions. I can point to this thing to eat. Don't reveal it to me." Qin Yang joked.

But Yu Wenfei silently remembered it in his heart.