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Zheng Tong was a little unconvinced and said, "Is this true? I have read the Historical Records, but why don't I remember such a record?"

Zhao Shucheng said directly: "Historical Records: Biographies of Bian Que and Cang Gong", Bian Que was a native of Zheng in Bohai County, his surname was Qin and his name was Yueren. When he was young, he was a guest in a guesthouse. When the guest Chang Sangjun passed by, Bian Que was surprised and always treated him with respect. Chang Sangjun also knew that Bian Que was not an ordinary person. After more than ten years of coming and going, he called Bian Que to sit privately and said to him: "I have a secret recipe. I am old and I want to pass it on to you. Please don't leak it." Bian Que said: "I respectfully agree." He took out the medicine from his arms and gave it to Bian Que: "Drink this water from the upper pond, and you will know what it is in thirty days." He took out all the secret recipes and gave them to Bian Que. Suddenly he disappeared, probably not a human. Bian Que drank the medicine according to his words for thirty days, and he saw a person from the wall. In this way, he can see the problems of the five internal organs, but he just calls it pulse diagnosis. He is a doctor in Qi or Zhao. The one in Zhao is called Bian Que."

Zheng Tong laughed even more after hearing this and said, "Ning Wei, you see you are wrong here. This is about Bian Que taking medicine, so he gained the ability to see through things, but in order to prevent others from knowing, he used the guise of taking a pulse."

Zhao Shucheng smiled and said, "Sima Qian lived hundreds of years apart from Bian Que, and the Records of the Grand Historian he wrote was just a compilation of folk materials he collected. It is inevitable that some parts of the materials were processed by local people, and even full of mythological colors."

"If this record is still somewhat false, then there is another saying: the pulse is like a mirror, reflecting life and death. The reason why Chinese medicine emphasizes observation, auscultation, inquiry and palpation is because the pulse can tell the health status of the human body and even the direction of life."

"Western medicine also has theories in this regard, and the electrocardiogram is related to this. The pulse is actually closely related to the heartbeat, blood flow, and the movement of qi and blood. The strength, depth, speed, and speed of the pulse can all reveal the health of the internal organs. An experienced old Chinese doctor can indeed do this."

"Sun Simiao, a famous ancient doctor, once said: A good diagnoser can observe the complexion and feel the pulse to predict the signs. If a person's pulse is thin and weak, it is mostly due to deficiency of Qi and blood; if the pulse is too fast, it may be due to inflammation or excessive internal heat; and if the pulse is heavy and sluggish, it often means that the Qi and blood are not flowing smoothly, and there may be hidden dangers of blockage."

Seeing that everyone else was skeptical, Zhao Shucheng could only say, "You may find this a bit mysterious, but if I use Western medicine, you may be more receptive. For example, a weak pulse is considered heart failure by Western medicine, while a fast pulse is considered to have hyperthyroidism or anemia."

The others didn't know much about medicine, but when they saw Zhao Shucheng's confident look, they couldn't help but believe it.

Zhao Shucheng quickly selected the appropriate medicinal materials and boiled medicine for Hanwa, but he drove everyone else away. After all, they could not help much here and might even cause trouble.

Zhong Yuemin was a little worried at first, but when he saw the silly kid sleeping soundly, he knew that the most dangerous time had passed, so he had to leave.

"Ning Wei, please take good care of Hanwa. If there is any problem, come to us immediately and we will find a way to send Hanwa to the hospital."

"Don't worry, there won't be any problems."

Zhao Shucheng looked at the village doctor and said, "Appendicitis is actually a common disease among teenagers. You saw where I inserted the needle just now. I will teach you how to insert the needle later. If there is such an acute appendicitis again, you can try to give them acupuncture to relieve their symptoms and buy time to send them to the hospital."

The village doctor asked curiously, "I see you can be cured like this. There is a ready-made prescription. Do you still need to go to the hospital?"

Zhao Shucheng shook his head and said, "Although this method can relieve pain, it does not cure it. It needs to be combined with appropriate medicinal materials. However, acute appendicitis is divided into many types in traditional Chinese medicine, and different prescriptions are needed for treatment. You have not studied traditional Chinese medicine, and you are not proficient in pulse diagnosis, so you cannot distinguish them. Taking medicine at random will not only be useless, but may also delay the disease. It is better to give them pain relief and rush to the hospital for surgery."

The village doctor was a little unconvinced at first, but after Zhao Shucheng explained the several types of appendicitis and the prescriptions needed, and also said that everyone's body was different and the amount of medicinal materials needed to be increased or decreased, he also realized that he would not be able to learn it quickly for the time being.

Old Man Du was a little worried about Silly Boy's condition at first, but when Zhao Shucheng boiled the medicine and gave it to Silly Boy to drink, he saw that his grandson was lively and cute again, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

The old man was frightened by Han Wa's situation before, because Han Wa was the only child in their family. Since Han Wa's mother eloped with a carpenter because of poverty, Han Wa's sick father also passed away, and Old Man Du and Han Wa depended on each other for survival.

If Hanwa really left, Old Man Du didn't know what hope he had to live on. The hardships of life were too much for him, and maybe he would become numb, or maybe he would choose to leave the world soon.

Two days later, Zhao Shucheng came to Old Man Du's house and took Hanwa's pulse. He found that Hanwa had recovered and, if nothing unexpected happened, the disease would not relapse in the future.

When Silly Boy saw Zhao Shucheng coming, he was very excited and said, "Brother Xiaowei, am I okay now? Let's go dig a vole hole! I've already told Brother Yuemin that I'll take him with me when the time comes."

Zhao Shucheng smiled and said, "Yes, I'm all right now. I'll be a lively monkey again. But I won't go to dig field mice. Ask your brother Yuemin to go with you. I also want to go herd sheep with your grandfather and pick some herbs."

The silly boy said with some regret: "Oh, that's a pity, but don't worry, Brother Wei, I will help you dig herbs in the future."

"Okay, I'll wait for you!"

But when Zhao Shucheng returned to the cave of the educated youth camp, he saw Jiang Biyun preparing to water the pumpkins, so he quickly stopped her and said, "Jiang Biyun, stop!"

Jiang Biyun held the spoon, looked at Zhao Shucheng, and said, "What's wrong? Look how dry the land is. You don't even water it. Are you not happy for me to help you?"

Zhao Shucheng said: "It's not that I don't like it, but the growth environment of pumpkin is different from that of ordinary plants. It likes dry environment, but not wet environment. If there is too much water, it may cause the root system of pumpkin to rot and affect its normal growth."

Zhao Shucheng came to Jiang Biyun, took the spoon and bucket, came to a shallow pit on the side, poured a spoonful of water, and said:

"So in order to avoid this situation, I specially dug a watering hole here to facilitate its growth without affecting its root system. The same is true for several other pumpkin seedlings."

After watering, Zhao Shucheng began to pinch the tips of the pumpkins to facilitate the growth of the side vines and also provide them with an additional vegetable.

Jiang Biyun saw Zhao Shucheng holding a handful of pumpkin seedlings in his hand and said with some distress: "This is such a waste."

Zhao Shucheng said, "It won't be wasted. We have vegetables to eat today, but unfortunately we don't have meat. Otherwise, it would be more delicious if stir-fried. Now we can only boil it and serve it cold, but it should taste good."

The educated youth had been here for such a long time, and although they had eaten a lot of wild vegetables, this was the first time they had eaten pumpkin tips. However, when they really ate them, they found that the special seasoning prepared by Zhao Shucheng made it taste surprisingly good, making them wish they could eat such delicious dishes every day.

Zhao Shucheng naturally couldn't agree to their request. After all, the pumpkin tips were just incidental, and pumpkin was the most important. Of course, Zhao Shucheng would not forget potatoes and sweet potatoes, the most important food products in famine years.

However, the amount of wheat planted locally is limited, and in order to avoid the danger of pests and diseases, it needs to be rotated with corn and wheat. Fortunately, the wasteland allocated to Zhao Shucheng and his team was reclaimed by themselves, so they can plant a round first. Soon autumn came, and everyone came to the wasteland allocated to them excitedly to harvest wheat and corn. When they weighed the wasteland, they were so excited to see the huge yield.

But when they saw the output of other lands in the village, they became silent. After all, they only harvested a small amount of food from such a large piece of land, and they had to hand over part of it, leaving them with little. Moreover, they had to keep some seeds for sowing next year, so there would be even less food to eat.

Zhong Yuemin and his team calculated that if their harvest was the same as the land in the village, they would be out of food for a while before the next year's harvest. If the harvest was bad, the food shortage might last even longer.

They were not so excited all of a sudden. After all, the harvest this time was large, probably because the land had just been reclaimed, and there might not be that much yield next year.

Just when Zhao Shucheng and his colleagues were busy with the autumn harvest, Zhong Yuemin received a call from Director Ma of the Youth League Office. He rushed to the county town and heard the good news that Director Ma had secured a place for Zhong Yuemin to join the army.

After hearing this, Zhong Yuemin hesitated for a moment and asked, "Uncle Ma, my father's problem has not yet been concluded. Can he pass the military political review?"

"Don't worry about it, we'll take care of it. This is the first time your uncle Ma has used a backdoor, but since I'm doing something for the old chief's son, I have to go."

Zhong Yuemin said: "Uncle Ma, thank you for worrying about my affairs. But I don't want to join the army."

"How dare you! Your father was a hero all his life, but how could he raise such a scoundrel like you? Are you going to give up your future for a woman? Listen to me clearly, you are a man, not a woman. When you are in the army, it is a chance for a man to make achievements and establish his career. You must serve in the army for me. No matter where you go in the future, there is absolutely no harm in serving in the army for a few years."

Zhong Yuemin was also very conflicted. He and Qin Ling had not yet established a relationship. Was he going to leave like this?

Director Ma saw Zhong Yuemin lowering his head and said, "Lift your head up. You must be a tough guy as the son of Zhong Shanyue and you must not bring shame to him. If you ruin your future for the sake of love, you are not Zhong Shanyue's son, nor my nephew. Get out of here. Think about it carefully. Have you figured it out?"

Zhong Yuemin said, "I understand, Uncle Ma, but I have to say goodbye to the educated youth here, you have to promise me."

"You're still a romantic. Okay, go quickly and come back soon. When you go back, tell them that your father is seriously ill and has to go back to the capital. Do you understand?"

Zhong Yuemin also knew that this was a position that Director Ma had secured for him through the back door, so it was naturally not a good idea to publicize it, so he could only nod and agree.

Zheng Tong and others knew that Zhong Yuemin was going back to the capital, and naturally they were reluctant to let him go, but they were also happy for him because he could go to the capital to eat and drink. Only Zhao Shucheng knew clearly that Zhong Yuemin was not going back to the capital, but to join the army.

Zhong Yuemin came to Houya with a lot on his mind, waiting for the arrival of Qinling.

Qin Ling saw Zhong Yuemin standing there and shouted, "Yuemin, I'm not late today." Seeing that Zhong Yuemin didn't say anything, he asked:

"Yuemin, what's wrong with you? You are worried about something, and I thought you were always optimistic. Can you tell me about it? Didn't you say you treated me as a friend?"

Zhong Yuemin hesitated for a moment and said:

"Qin Ling! I'm here to say goodbye to you. I'm leaving!"

Qin Ling said: "I know you will leave, I congratulate you."

"I'll come back for you!"

"Don't be like this, Yuemin. You have your way to go, and I have mine to go."

Zhong Yuemin said: "I will write to you, what about you? Will you write back to me? I am waiting for your answer, will you write back to me?"

Qin Ling did not give a direct answer, but sang: "Brother, you are going to the west, and I, your little sister, can't keep you. I hold my dear brother's hand with both hands..."

Zhong Yuemin wanted to go to Baidian Village to find Qin Ling, but he was rejected by Qin Ling. Qin Ling knew clearly that Zhong Yuemin might never come back, and his future was uncertain. When he would leave here was unknown. Maybe he would wait until the day when his parents were rehabilitated, or maybe he would never be able to leave here and could only stay here for the rest of his life.

Of course, there are ways for educated youth like Qin Ling to return to Beijing, but this is not what Qin Ling wants. In fact, anyone with a keen eye can guess that, apart from sacrificing herself, there is no other way for someone like her who has no connections and no one to help her.

In the original plot, Qin Ling knew that this relationship would not have any result, but she still risked herself with Zhong Yuemin in the grass beside the small river outside the village because she knew that if she didn't give her innocence to Zhong Yuemin, she would give it to others sooner or later.

But at this moment, Qin Ling's relationship with Zhong Yuemin had not reached that level, and he did not think that giving it to Zhong Yuemin was the best choice, so he refused to meet Zhong Yuemin again.

Zhong Yuemin felt deeply sorry about this. He had been chasing Qin Ling for so long, but still had not received a positive answer. He might even lose contact with Qin Ling in the future.

Zhou Xiaobai also learned from Yuan Jun that Zhong Yuemin was going to join the C Army. She wrote a letter to Zhong Yuemin, threatening him to apologize for the letter of breaking off the friendship, or else she would let him return to northern Shaanxi. Because the C Army was Zhou Xiaobai's father's old unit, it was very easy for her to sabotage it.

But Zhong Yuemin was unwilling to give in, so he simply refused to buy it and even let Zhou Xiaobai handle it.

Zhou Xiaobai didn't expect Zhong Yuemin to not give in. He felt a little regretful for threatening Zhong Yuemin, but he didn't really want Zhong Yuemin to return to northern Shaanxi. (End of this chapter)