The Rebirth of the Portable Space The Red Age

"Traditional Chinese medicine, in a nutshell, refers to traditional Chinese medicine. Traditional Chinese medicine, based on the theory of yin and yang and five elements, regards the human body as the unity of qi, shape, and spirit. , earlier, Chinese medicine originated in primitive society, and by the Spring and Autumn and Warring States Periods, the theoretical system of Chinese medicine had been basically formed..."

Unlike the occasional English class for the old professor in the past, Ya'er took the lead this time, because she was worried that she would mislead her children, so it was impossible to say that she was not nervous at all.Otherwise, Ya'er wouldn't toss herself like this.

So, after a brief self-introduction, Ya'er simply got down to business.What's more, in order to show the majesty of being a teacher, he squeezed his throat to make his voice thicker and stricter, so that it sounded more majestic.

However, after all, Chinese medicine is Ya'er's field of expertise. After more than ten years of sexual abuse, although he is not as good as those national champions, Ya'er has his own unique insights and insights into Chinese medicine.

Two or three minutes later, he was calm because of his self-confidence, and his stiff and slightly hasty speech slowed down, and he talked freely and leisurely.The shining eyes covered by the plane mirror also became agile and energetic. [

On the podium, no matter how old and vulgar the young lecturer is, he is still youthful because of his self-confidence.

Under the podium, dozens of people should have been sitting upright, full of energy, looking forward to the first class of their college career.But at this moment, everyone is like being struck by lightning, with dull expressions and empty eyes, God, please help us!

This shouldn't be a joke between the seniors and sisters, right?Shouldn't the lecturers and professors in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine be all white-haired and young-looking?Even if they are majestic and solemn, they still meet their expectations!

In fact, to put it bluntly, Ya'er's disguise was not very successful, although the family members unanimously gave the old-fashioned evaluation that Ya'er wanted to hear.No matter how big the black frame is, it can't completely cover the face. The chin is round and small, white and delicate like jade porcelain.No matter how old-fashioned the bun is, anyone with a discerning eye can see the silkiness and smoothness of the hair under the hairpin.

Ya'er was originally about the same age as everyone under the podium, but among the group of students who had been exposed to military training for more than half a month, she looked very pink and childish.Even the trousers and small leather shoes with round heels, in the eyes of everyone, look more like wearing adult clothes on purpose, pretending to be old-fashioned.

Under the podium, everyone waited for a long time in doubt, but no old professor with white hair and childlike face came in tremblingly, rubbing his eyes again, and there was still a young lecturer wearing black-rimmed glasses on the podium.

Some people say that curiosity is the first step to love.The freshmen of the Department of Chinese Medicine are now full of curiosity about the lecturers who are similar to their age on the podium.

Gradually, they were all immersed in the clear and full lecture method, which is as clear and full as big pearls and small pearls falling on a jade plate.

Usually, when people talk about Chinese medicine, their first impression is that it is mysterious and obscure.However, the Chinese medicine that the little lecturer talked about has turned into medical allusions that are easy to come by, simple and straightforward, full of wit and wit.If you close your eyes and don't think about the delicate appearance of the little lecturer and his young age, you can easily enter the vast and mysterious world of Chinese medicine.

Because of this first class today, many people are no longer confused and confused, and no longer regret giving up clinical medicine and choosing traditional Chinese medicine handed down from generation to generation.

Before the summer vacation, Ya'er was still a student sitting under the podium, and Ya'er knew better what kind of teaching method was most acceptable to students, and what kind of interaction could arouse students' interest.Interest is the first step towards the palace of knowledge.

Ya'er stood on the podium, and he could see the reactions of the students below the podium.At this moment, Ya'er's sense of accomplishment is incomparable.

The atmosphere in the classroom was quite bright. It may be that Ya’er looked too young, or it might be that Ya’er’s way of lecturing was too casual. The students were less cautious and awed by this little lecturer.

When Ya'er paused for a while and was about to interact with the students, Ya'er didn't even need to encourage her again and again, the reaction from the podium had already become very enthusiastic.

"Teacher Du," the first person who raised his hand to ask a question was a thin, small, dark-faced boy. When he called Teacher Du, he even twisted it, and even his earlobes turned red.

Then, he showed his neat white teeth with a smile, and continued to ask in Mandarin with a southern accent, "Ms. Du, their clinical medicine, pathology and medical science can be clearly explained by anatomy, biology, cytology and other disciplines." , what the patient sees is quantified intuitive data, which is scientific.

As for our Chinese medicine, the yin and yang, five elements, and the imbalance of yin and yang are invisible to everyone. In the words of a fellow clinical medicine of mine, Chinese medicine is a pseudoscience.Teacher Du, do you think our traditional Chinese medicine is scientific or not? "

There was a lot of noise in the classroom, because the little boy's question hit the nail on the head. Even though everyone in the classroom chose Chinese medicine as their major, the same question lingered in their hearts, and there was no answer.

Outside the classroom's concealed back door, the old dean and the famous Professor Zhang Zeyuan and Zhang have been flattering each other just now as if they don't want money. [

The two of them came together on an appointment, and they were quite jealous of what Lecturer Du had just done.And this time, the two of them couldn't help but sweat for Teacher Du. Even if they had studied Chinese medicine for most of their lives, they couldn't answer this question accurately.

"I can't give you a yes or no answer to this classmate's question. You need to find the answer yourself." On the podium, Yaer's answer was very frank and not at all embarrassing.

Because of this kind of frankness, no one of the students waiting for the teacher to give them an answer thinks that the teacher is perfunctory to them, but just bury this question in their hearts, maybe a few years or even decades, when they have their own understanding of the way of Chinese medicine After that, the answer is self-evident.

As for the old dean at the back door of the classroom and Zhang Zeyuan, the godfather, none of them expected Ya'er to answer so bluntly.

On the podium, Ya'er paused, and continued to add: "However, I can share my own insights with you."

"Traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine, as far as I am concerned, do not belong to the same category. Instead of arguing whether Chinese medicine is science or not, it is better to say that Chinese medicine is more inclined to the category of philosophy. Moreover, the classical basic theories of Chinese medicine and traditional Taoism have a lot in common For example, yin and yang and five elements generate and restrain each other, for example, one of qi says..."

There are many things that can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words. Maybe one day, they will suddenly realize just because of one thing or one sentence.What Ya'er can do now is to guide these students as much as possible, and look at the problem from another angle.

No one here is stupid to be admitted to B University, a century-old prestigious school.Maybe they still can't understand what the little lecturer said, but some words are quietly planted in their hearts like seeds, until one day they break through the ground and take root.One day, the way of medicine in their hearts will be as firm and unmoving as a towering tree that thrives.

At the back door of the classroom, outside the half-covered door, the two who had been eavesdropping just now had long since disappeared. There was no need for them to worry, right?

"...The last sentence, what I want to tell you is that doctors are benevolent. When I first went to college, the first lesson the teacher gave us was about medical ethics. As a doctor, we must respect life and fear life .”

After Ya'er finished speaking, she raised her hand and looked at her watch. It was not too early or too late, and the bell for the end of get out of class just rang.

Gently close the lesson plan that hasn't been turned over much, and look at the students under the podium, who are either meditating, or tidying up the textbooks in twos and threes, the corners of Ya'er's mouth can't help but turn up, and the spring blossoms in an instant.

The nearly [-]-minute class felt very strange to Ya'er, and it could even be said to be a little excited.Standing on the three-foot podium and berating Fang Qiu, the feeling of preaching and teaching is very sacred.

The freshmen of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine became more and more smug after a class.Maybe one day, they can also stand shoulder to shoulder with Teacher Du?Or to put it another way, on par with Senior Sister Du!It is rumored that the top students of the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine and the elegant and refined Senior Sister Du are teaching them. Are they envied by others?

Although there is only a 10-minute break between classes, this group of stunned rookies has already received more than a dozen waves of senior seniors, all of whom came to visit and worship the rumored Senior Sister Du!

"You are so lucky, it's Senior Sister Du who is teaching you this class!"

"She's Senior Sister Du, the flower of our medical school!"

In the classroom, the old fritters who rushed in were telling the rookies about the "great achievements" of senior sister Du. Ya'er, who hadn't had time to get off the podium, staggered under his feet, with a few black lines faintly appearing between his brows, spreading rumors?Because she usually lives in a simple place, Ya'er doesn't know that her reputation in the medical school has reached such a level.

The door of the classroom has long been blocked.Ya'er took two steps forward, and everyone was a little nervous and a little excited to make way for a gap.Ya'er took two more steps, and the crowd also retreated.

Ya'er looked up at the dark corridors, and there were people in twos and threes coming here to join in the fun, and she complained endlessly.

"Xuanjin? Xuanjin!" Before this group of crazy "starchasers" could figure out what to say to the legendary Senior Sister Du, the people standing outside who were jumping anxiously were already pushed aside.The crowd, who could not get through, was forced out of the way by someone who came so abruptly.

The tough and cheerful Zhao Weihong put his hand on Ya'er's arm, and said triumphantly, "Xuanjin, it seems that I, the flower protector, are indispensable!"

Sure enough, Zhao Weihong waved his arm like an instructing arm, and many people shivered subconsciously and avoided it automatically.

The rumored Senior Sister Du has always been inseparable from Meng Meng, and the one who has such a sturdy skill must be the most ferocious Boss Zhao in the rumors.

Even after graduating, Zhao Weihong still has a "bad reputation", and the two of them went on smoothly.

"Xuanjin, where did your girl go with your brother Zhai during the summer vacation? I wanted to ask you to go to Zhang Jianjun's hometown to play together!" The two haven't seen each other for two or three months, and Zhao Weihong has a lot to say.

"It's so easy for me to rest for a day. If I didn't meet your brother Zhai, I might not be able to find you now!" Zhao Weihong chattered, "Don't look, your brother Zhai stopped the car, I'll come to find you first ..."

Ya'er watched Zhao Weihong change from a Tyrannosaurus rex to a nagging bug, waved to Di Yaohui who was walking towards him from a distance, and continued to endure Zhao Weihong's torment.

"I said, you girl is a teacher, so you can't dress yourself up like this!"

By the time Di Yaohui came over, Zhao Weihong had already gonessip about her former classmate and now the dean's daughter-in-law, and talked about the cleaning lady wearing a red belt.Seeing Di Yaohui approaching, Zhao Weihong restrained himself a little.

"Brother Di, you're back!" Ya'er unconsciously took off the pair of black-rimmed glasses, subconsciously, Ya'er didn't want Di Yaohui to see her rustic attire.

"Yeah!" Di Yaohui took the teaching materials in Ya'er's hands that could be used as bricks, and returned the pair of ugly glasses to Ya'er, "You don't need to take them off, they look good!"

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, although the pair of glasses are indeed very rustic, in Di Yaohui's eyes, the young daughter-in-law is more graceful and intellectual.

The young couple seemed sweet, even Zhao Weihong had goosebumps even though he was careless, hey, it's really nasty.

"Xuanjin, don't be nasty!" Zhao Weihong stared at Di Yaohui's cold eyes, and stuffed the two invitations into Ya'er's arms, "No, this Sunday I'm getting married to my old Zhang, you and Brother Di are invited to attend! Of course, if Big Brother Di doesn’t have time, I’ll give the other invitation to that kid, Di Yaoting! How to say, in the past four years, Di Yaoting and I have been hard-core revolutionary comrades, and we have often tipped you off.”

Sending an invitation card, Zhao Weihong did not forget to sow discord.In fact, I have worked hard and done a lot, but brother Zhai actually demolished the bridge before crossing the river, thinking that I am an eyesore!

Di Yaohui remained unmoved, and was always half a step away from Ya'er, in the posture of a protector.

Ya'er didn't care about Zhao Weihong's little tricks, and was surprised to see the name on the big red invitation in her hand, "Miss Wei Hong, you are getting married so soon? Has the ugly daughter-in-law seen her in-laws yet?"

"What do you mean unexpectedly? The male college should be married, the female college should be married, and if the two see each other, they will get married! Besides, why am I ugly, sister?" Zhao Weihong retorted coolly, but what do you think of that smug little appearance? Everything seemed to deliberately provoke Di Yaohui.

It's a pity that when Zhao Weihong is compared with Di Yaohui, it's just a little bit of a big deal, and it's not enough.

Although Di Yaohui really hoped that the names on the invitation would be his and Ya'er's, even if his heart was hot, he didn't show it on his face.Of course, the most important thing is that the little hand that quietly reached out comforted Di Yaohui's heart that was looking forward to marriage.

Zhao Weihong made a fuss and found it boring, "Xuanjin, will you be out of class soon? I can hardly take a day off, let's go to eat first, and go shopping with me after dinner! Go to the newly opened school gate Home, I want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs, sweet and sour fish, sweet and sour pork, and sweet and sour pork."

Ya'er looked up at the sky, the sky was bright and bright, and Sister Wei Hong didn't talk nonsense.But, didn't this girl like to eat heavy flavors, spicy, salty, sour, or sweet?When did you lose your appetite?

Moreover, when this girl talked about the words sweet and sour, she couldn't help but slobber, is this?

Ya'er's heart twitched, and her index finger, middle finger, and ring finger quietly covered Zhao Weihong's wrist, her pulse was smooth and smooth like rolling beads!This is?

Ya'er looked at Di Yaohui, pulled Zhao Weihong to take two quick steps, blushed and whispered, "Miss Wei Hong, you have a baby?!"

"Yeah! Yesterday, the old Chinese doctor in the hospital just made a diagnosis!" Zhao Weihong blushed suddenly, and her words were less of the turmoil of the past, and more gentle as a mother.

After finishing speaking, seeing Ya'er's vermilion lips parted slightly in shock, she stomped her feet even more embarrassingly, "It's not what you think! During the summer vacation, when I went home with my old Zhang, his parents said that we are not young, It will be inconvenient to go back and forth to work in the future, so we will hold a banquet in my hometown first. Then, then we will! Who knows, I will be pregnant! This time, I will hold a banquet in the capital!"

No matter how cheerful and generous Zhao Weihong is, when talking about those things, she will inevitably be coy.

On the other hand, Ya'er, after all, is more about the openness of modern people in his bones. After being frightened, he quickly replied, "Sister Wei Hong, you and brother-in-law Zhang are really good, and won the bid directly! Congratulations, congratulations!"

In a word, Zhao Weihong's face was flushed red at the teasing, and he gritted his teeth unwilling to show weakness, "Huh! Anyway, he is better than you and your brother Zhai! You call it early in the morning and catch an evening show!"