A doctor who travels through two eras

Seeing the room full of books, Lin Sanqi thought of another reason why the inheritance of traditional Chinese medicine is difficult, that is, too few ancient medical books have been handed down.

On the one hand, it is due to the traditional ideas of ancient Chinese medicine doctors. Many secret recipes are passed down to males but not females, or only passed down to family members but not apprentices. If there is no successor, they would rather rot in the coffin.

Another thing is that the paper used for thread-bound books is not easy to preserve. It is either destroyed in war, fire or flood, or becomes moldy and weathered over time and cannot be preserved.

Finally, there is another very important factor, that is, many ancient medical books are "unique copies".

The vast majority of Chinese medicine books are actually the summaries of experience by ancient doctors after decades of practicing medicine. These books are almost all handwritten and are unique copies.

As long as there is an accident, once a medical book is damaged, there is no way to repair it and it will completely disappear in the long river of history.

Even the "Complete Library in Siku" and "Yongle Encyclopedia" can become orphans and disappear, let alone private notes?
Just like the room full of medical books in front of Lin Sanqi, 90% of them are handwritten, and 99% of them are unique copies.

To put it in a grand manner, these medical books are absolutely treasures in the history of Chinese medicine. It is not an exaggeration to call them "national treasures". They should be preserved in a constant temperature and humidity environment and published as soon as possible to benefit more people.

However, Lin Sanqi is pessimistic about whether these national treasure-level medical books can be preserved in the next ten years.

Not to mention what will happen in the future, Lin Sanqi is very worried about what to do if the house catches fire one day?
After all, this is a heated kang, and they are playing with fire. If the heated kang collapses, not only will the old men be finished, but these precious medical books will also be finished.

That means both the person and the book will be wiped out, and there will be no place to cry.

Lin Sanqi looked back at the old men who were studying Pan Ye while eating, and wondered how he could remind them that the storm would come in a few years and none of your medical books would be preserved.

Mr. Shi was drinking rice porridge. Lin Sanqi moved closer and asked cautiously:

"Old man, that whole cabinet of medical books against the east wall, are they all yours?"

Mr. Shi nodded casually:

"Yes, what's wrong? I'm telling you, Xiaolin, these books are all my life's collection, and there are also medical notes. They are all medical books, but there is not a single miscellaneous book or a messy book. You don't want to check it, do you?"

Lin Sanqi chuckled and asked tentatively:
"Then old man, can you check it for me?"

"you?"

Mr. Shi also smiled and said indifferently: "If you want to check it, go ahead and check it. It's your ability if you can understand it."

Several old men had already tested Lin Sanqi, but they couldn't even recite the basic "Treatise on Febrile Diseases" and "Golden Chamber", especially since "Treatise on Febrile Diseases" was an ancestral skill of the Lin family.

From this we can see that although Lin Sanqi came from a noble family and had learned martial arts since childhood, he was actually an uneducated and knowledgeable little dandy.

Yes, the old men privately described Lin Sanqi as a "dandy", otherwise where would he get so much food and drink?
Lin Sanqi was not annoyed at being looked down upon, but reminded:
"Old man, let me remind you that it will not exceed five years at most. During these five years, if you have books hidden somewhere secret, hide them. If you have descendants or inner disciples, try to have them memorize these medical books."

Mr. Shi suddenly stopped eating and moved closer to Lin Sanqi:
"What did you hear?"

Lin Sanqi shrugged and did not answer. Anyway, his information was absolutely accurate and would not be tested by time. He was probably the only one in the country who knew about it.

Old Man Shi fell silent, wondering what Lin Sanqi meant by this.

First of all, he didn't think Lin Sanqi would lie to him, because he had nothing worth being deceived about now.

All the big houses in Rongxian Hutong were rented out, and all the family properties were donated voluntarily. The whole family lived in a small courtyard, and the rice jars were empty. They had no money and no life.

Besides, he thought he was good at judging people. He knew at first glance that Lin Sanqi had no ulterior motives and was not the kind of treacherous official in the unit.

In addition, after coming to Changping, Lin Sanqi was responsible for the food, drink, defecation and urination of these 12 old men, and he never made things difficult for them during the labor reform process.

What does this show? It shows that Lin Sanqi is not a political opportunist, nor is he a ruthless person.

Then Lin Sanqi's reminder can only prove that he must know something?
Why do we need to hide books? If we don't hide them well, people will have to memorize them by rote.
Does this reminder mean that the ancient medical books or medical notes they collected are not in line with the mainstream of this era and must be destroyed?
As expected, the old man is very shrewd. After just a few words from Lin Sanqi, Shi Jinmo had guessed almost everything.

Now there is only one question left: do the old men believe what Lin Sanqi said?
The conversation between Lin Sanqi and Mr. Shi immediately attracted their attention. Originally, outsiders were not allowed to enter or leave this bungalow area, and those who were eating in the yard were all family members. They did not deliberately lower their voices when they spoke.

Xiao Longyou and Shi Jinmo had the best relationship, and the two were closest to each other, so he heard the previous conversation most clearly, and asked anxiously:

"Xiao Lin, there are no outsiders here. Aunt Li has gone home for dinner. Xiao Pan is your fiancée. Let's be frank. What did you mean by what you said just now?" Every old man has a cabinet of books, and many people have boxes full of medical books.

It is because these medical books are their treasures that they carry them with them. Otherwise, with their status, they can set up a library at home, and there are many more medical books than these.

Every book they brought to Changping was their treasure. If they lost any of them, they would beat their chests and stamp their feet. If they lost all of them, it would be like the end of their lives.

What can Lin Sanqi say?
He had searched Baidu for this period of history, and he had a clear idea of ​​the future direction, but if he said too much, it would easily lead to 404 errors. But he couldn't keep silent either, as he couldn't just watch these national treasure-level medical books being destroyed by the old ways, could he?
We can only carefully make up stories and let the old men fill in the blanks themselves:

"Old men, think about it, what is the purpose of our establishment of the New China G? It is to break the old forces, oppose feudalism, and promote social progress and development, right?"

The 12 old men kept nodding in silence.

Although the old men are experienced, they used to deal with medicine and know nothing about politics, let alone the sensitivity.

Lin Sanqi prompted: "Then think about it, do you belong to the old forces? Feudalism?"

Mr. Han asked uncertainly:
"We... shouldn't be part of the old forces, right? We are here to heal people and save lives, but we have never harmed anyone, nor have we exploited anyone, right?"

Lin Sanqi pointed at the confused Jiang Zonghui and asked:

"Who said you didn't exploit people? Just like Mr. Jiang, who specialized in men's and gynecology, didn't he sell the drug that made women scream to the warlord? Then he had the money to marry eight concubines.

Where did the warlord get his money?
The warlords made their money by exploiting the working people. When the money went to Mr. Jiang, did he also exploit the working people? Serving the warlords means that he is in the same interest group as the warlords. Do you think he belongs to the old forces?"

Mr. Jiang didn't know whether to laugh or cry:
"Now that you put it like that, we really all belong to the old forces. After all, the world is dominated by the no-shovel class now. To put it bluntly, we are just a bunch of mud legs. We obviously don't belong to their group."

Lin Sanqi was sweating, thinking that this old man Jiang was really bold and was not afraid of being imprisoned in Jiabiangou.

The more Mr. Xiao listened, the more confused he became:

"Even if we are the old forces, what does that have to do with these medical books? After all, studying medicine can't be considered the old forces, right?"

Lin Sanqi slapped his thigh and said, "Correct."

"From what I've heard, anything related to the old forces will be eliminated, just like the opposition of the Democratic Party of China. This is not just aimed at traditional Chinese medicine, anything related to the old times will be included."

Old Man Han was not convinced: "What do you mean by things from the old times are counted? Does Confucius count? Does our medical saint Zhang Zhongjing count?"

Lin Sanqi blinked.

Seeing that Lin Sanqi did not answer, Mr. Han continued to refute: "Then the Forbidden City, the Summer Palace, and the Ming Tombs in front of us, these things related to the emperor, do they count?"

Lin Sanqi looked towards Ming Dingling Mausoleum with a gloomy gaze. Wanli's body was burned in a fire...

Hao Zhanchen also followed suit and said, "Do so many temples count? Do monks and Taoists count? There are millions of monks in the country."

Lin Sanqi continued to blink. Anyway, he didn't dare to say it because the gods in the sky were watching him...

Seeing that Lin Sanqi remained silent, the old men felt more and more depressed. The feeling of uneasiness became stronger and stronger, and they felt more and more guilty.

Both sides were silent for a long time. Pan Ye was so scared that he dared not speak and just sat aside obediently.

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting heavy, Lin Sanqi decided to add some shocking information to fool these old men.

"Old men, you are all medical experts, you should know that any disease does not occur all at once.

Take stroke for example. Patients usually do not pay attention to their blood pressure, blood lipids, and blood sugar, which causes blood vessels to harden. When the blood vessels harden to a certain level, they burst, causing a stroke. This is true for diseases and politics.

Think about what happened to you personally after the founding of the People's Republic of China...

………(abridged)
These words were like a thunderclap, exploding in every old man's heart, making every old man dizzy and unable to stand steadily.

Everyone's eyes turned to the room full of medical books... (End of this chapter)