Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 30 Old John’s Chinese Medicine Shop: Do you want to try the magical Chinese medicine?
However, no matter what He Songling thought of, he could not implement it in this southwestern hinterland, and he had to return to the eastern coast.

The most important thing now was to find a place to get treatment. Unexpectedly, although the British doctor did not think there was anything wrong with his medical skills, he became very excited after listening to He Songling's description of his injuries and the meridians and acupuncture points he gestured at, and he talked a lot.

"Master, what did the devil say?" Lü Ci was bewildered, while He Songling had a weird look on his face: "He said... he has a junior brother who has learned this thing, and asked us to go to his clinic to have a look."

"Junior brother?" Lu Ci was stunned. "Do these foreigners still talk about brothers?"

"I can't go there." He Songling spread his hands. But for now, he could only go there first. It is true that Chinese medicine is extensive and profound, but precisely because of its extensiveness and profoundness, there are more mediocre doctors who come out to make money and kill people without learning well. In comparison, the "junior brother" of the British doctor is more reliable.

Without saying too much, as long as he had the awareness of "disinfection", he was much more reliable than most of the traveling doctors of this era. Moreover, he had the British doctor as his "senior brother", who could save his life even if there was a problem.

The two thanked the British doctor, took the note he gave them, and according to the address on it, they turned around and around in the city and finally found a small shop. On it was a huge gray plaque with six big characters written on it: "Old John's Chinese Medicine Shop"!
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He Songling's face turned green. What the hell? Is this a combination that humans can come up with? Not to mention the words on the plaque, even if there is no plaque, just look at the scale of the shop and the dusty room. Obviously, there is not much business. It must be that the medical skills are not good and no one comes to see him.

He Songling turned and left, and Lu Ci hurriedly followed. Perhaps the noise they made was too loud, and the man who was sleeping on the counter woke up. When the man saw He Songling and the other man driving the carriage to leave, he hurried out and said, "Wait! Wait! Wait, wait!"

He Songling was about to get on the carriage when he looked back and saw a young man chasing him. The man had black hair and brown eyes. If it weren't for his white skin, he would have been mistaken for an Asian. Standing next to him, He Songling, who was driving a reverse-shaped carriage, looked more like a foreigner.

Apparently the young man thought so too, for he spoke English very quickly. It seemed that he had not had a very good time here before, so it was understandable that he was excited to see his fellow countrymen.

"Hey, great! Are you from Europe too? Are you here to see a doctor? Do you want to try the magical Chinese medicine? You don't know how magical the medical skills on this continent are. No one trusts me. My compatriots don't trust me, a foreigner. Please give me a chance, and I will prove it..."

"Uh..." But He Songling's English level was barely enough to pass the Level 6 test, so how could he have such a good listening ability? He could only reach out and interrupt him, "Sorry, I'm a native, you speak English too fast, I can't understand."

"Oh, sorry, sorry." The man then changed his tone to stiff Chinese and said, "I'm sorry, because of your skin color, I thought you were my compatriot..."

"Don't be fooled by your black hair and black eyes. You can tell from the smell on your body that you are not one of us. It's not easy to pretend to be us!" Lu Ci doesn't have a good temper towards others. If someone dares to slander my master as a foreigner, I would subconsciously refute him.

"You are wrong, kid. They are real Latins, pure-blooded Roman nobles." He Songling smiled and taught Lu Ci, "They are the natives of the Apennine Peninsula and the mainstream ethnic group in Europe. The blond and blue-eyed foreigners were only there after the Germans became powerful and spread their seeds all over the world. Later, we thought that all foreigners were blond and blue-eyed."

In fact, most people in the world have dark hair and dark eyes. The area with the highest proportion of blondes is Northern Europe and Germany. Europe has also experienced many invasions, wars, and racial reshuffles. He Songling knew this because he was curious about why the British kid had black hair when he was watching Harry Potter, so he specifically looked it up.

"Oh, great, you are an educated person, please come in and have a seat and a cup of tea!" the young Englishman exclaimed happily. "Stop talking." It was precisely because this man was a foreigner and dared to claim to be a Chinese medicine practitioner that He Songling concluded that he at least knew something about Chinese medicine, and in fact might be better than just finding a random itinerant doctor by chance, so he followed him back to the store.

"Are you the only one in this pharmacy?" He Songling glanced around and found it was no wonder that it was so dirty. There were no traditional Chinese medicine hospitals in those days. There were doctors sitting in the pharmacy who could treat patients and then dispense medicine in the store. But this was the first time He Songling had seen only doctors.

"I don't have any money. I gave all my money to my master. He said that according to the Chinese master-apprentice tradition, the apprenticeship is three years and the service is two years. I have to save the little money I earn for my master now." The British boy sighed. It's no wonder he felt disappointed. The East was said to be full of gold, but when he came here, he found that he couldn't even eat.

"You still have a master?" Lu Ci was a little unwilling, "What kind of prodigal son is this? You are teaching our ancestors' things to foreigners."

"Why do you have so many sectarian views? The end of being so closed-minded and self-centered is that you can only look at the world from a well. The foreigners' cannons that opened the door to your Qing Dynasty haven't taught you a lesson enough, right?"

He Songling didn't mind this. A little traditional culture is nothing. You still learn natural sciences and buy their powerful ships and guns. Even the Qing Dynasty knew about the Westernization Movement. This Lu Ci was more feudal than Empress Dowager Ci at such a young age.

"May I ask who your master is?"

"My master's name is Xiao Longyou!" The foreigner bowed.

"Fraud, it must be a fraud!" Lu Ci shouted, "The four famous doctors are all in the capital. How can you learn medicine from Xiao Longyou in Sichuan? Besides, can Master Xiao teach you, a foreigner?"

Xiao Longyou, Kong Bohua, Wang Fengchun, and Shi Jinmo were known as the four famous doctors in Beijing during the Republic of China, representing the highest level of Chinese medicine in this era. Lu Ci subconsciously thought that it was a scam by a foreigner.

"My master is from Sichuan. He taught me when he returned to his hometown. I was still young at that time, and he thought I was a Chinese with albinism. It was only after he finished teaching me that he realized something was wrong."

The foreigner chuckled and said to He Songling, "Your meridians are damaged, the hand Taiyin lung meridian, the hand Shaoyang triple burner meridian, and the foot Queyin liver meridian should also be injured. You are a martial artist, right? Have you ever fought with anyone?"

"You can actually see that?" He Songling didn't take it seriously at first, but after hearing this, he suddenly turned around and stared at the foreigner in surprise.

"I'm telling you, in the whole Sichuan, I'm the only one who can cure you." The foreigner laughed and said, "Would you like to cure me?"

(End of this chapter)