Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 205 Chang Wei! Do you still dare to say that you don’t know martial arts? (3K)

Fangyan prepared a sumptuous dinner that night.

The meal was quite satisfying for everyone.

When Professor Zhu left, he sighed that it might not be so easy to eat food cooked in the dialect in the future.

Fangyan smiled and told his father-in-law that even if he moved to the courtyard house, he would still come back every week and they could have dinner together then.

If they really miss Zhu Lin, they are welcome to live in the courtyard, where there are plenty of rooms.

Hearing Fangyan's words, the father-in-law immediately agreed happily and said that he would buy the biggest refrigerator for them.

Fang Yan suddenly realized that it was his father-in-law who suggested buying a refrigerator.

The reason for buying a big one is to hold more food.

He couldn't help but sigh, as expected, a professor is a professor, this routine is too long.

After seeing them off, Dad Fang Zhenhua ran downstairs to ride his motorcycle.

Fangyan told him to just ride for a while near the school, as riding too far away would be unsafe as there were no street lights.

Dad agreed and went downstairs quickly.

Only then did Fangyan remember that he had not checked how much oil was in the car.

If my dad ran out of gas overnight and went to Concord to refuel tomorrow morning, I wonder if they would think I had pumped out the gas and sold it...

Fortunately, my dad was relatively restrained that night. He only played with the motorcycle for half an hour and then drove it back.

He kept praising the current 750 motorcycle, saying it was much better than the previous one.

A lot of details have been improved.

Fangyan listened to his clear and logical talk and joked that if there was a chance in the future, he would let his father design a motorcycle himself and then set up a factory to make it. Fangyan had even thought of a brand name, it would be Zhenhua.

When Dad heard what Fangyan said, he actually thought about it seriously, and then said that if that day really came, he would really like to give it a try.

Fangyan thought about it and realized that after the reform and opening up, as long as there was capital, this thing might be accomplished. The only uncertainty was whether there would be a market for the motorcycle made by his father.
Fangyan was thinking too far ahead. That night, he had a dream in which he saw his father creating a motorcycle brand with a group of people from Beili University. Then he brought a box of money and told Fangyan:

"Son, you have become a rich second generation!"

Then Fangyan opened his eyes and found out it was just a dream. He felt sad that he would actually have such a dream of hoping his father would become successful.

The next morning, after morning exercise and breakfast, Fang Yan picked up Zhu Lin, and the two of them drove out of the family compound on a motorcycle under the gaze of everyone.

At this time Fangyan found that the motorcycle had really become much easier to drive, and it felt more convenient in every aspect. This was not an illusion but his real feeling. Only then did he understand that his father was really adjusting the motorcycle last night, and he was not just riding it for fun.

It seems that I have wronged my father.

After sending Zhu Lin to Union Hospital, Fang Yan drove to the Tong Ren Tang store in Dashilan. The employees who were cleaning the door saw Fang Yan riding a motorcycle, and they all came up to him curiously, asking him where he got the money from.

After Fangyan gave a brief account, each of these people showed an envious look.

It's a big deal for a young person to buy a new bicycle these days, and those who can afford a sidecar are rare. Not to mention getting a motorcycle directly from your company without spending a penny is something you can't even imagine.

Fangyan locked the car behind Tongrentang’s Fire Kirin stone sculpture and then went into the store.

I arrived on a motorcycle early, and there were no patients yet.

Fangyan simply pretended to be the first customer in the store and asked Kong Yao and others to prepare six bowls of medicinal ingredients for him.

These are taken back to my parents and Zhu Lin’s parents.

When the two of them arrive at the courtyard, they cannot stop taking care of their parents' health at home.

Now everyone can feel the benefits after drinking it.

So Fangyan also planned to let his family continue drinking it.

Even if they no longer live at home, they still have to let their family members make the soup for themselves.

If their parents at home don't get sick, they, as children, can save a lot of energy.

Everyone else was fine, especially Father Fangyan, who had suffered in the forest farm and was in the worst health in the family.

Fangyan still wants to see him shine when he gets reformed, but he can't let his health collapse.

By the time Fangyan bought the medicinal ingredients for the health-preserving porridge, the patient who came for a follow-up visit finally arrived.

Another busy day for Fangyan has begun.

The girl with rat sores was the first one to come today.

Fang Yan found that the pus on her neck had basically drained away, and the lumps that were there before were now gone. The purple skin had now returned to its normal color, except for a few wounds which were a little red, which was exactly the same as recorded in the notes.

"Doctor, my pus has stopped flowing in less than seven days. What should I do now?" the girl asked in dialect.

Fang Yan said to her:
"I'm going to take your pulse now to see what symptoms you have inside your body."

The girl obediently stretched out her hand, and Fangyan began to take her pulse.

Her symptoms were previously recorded in the medical records:

Wind-heat and toxic qi accumulate in the triple burner, liver, and gallbladder, causing deficiency of qi and blood in the liver and kidney meridians and internal movement of virtual fire.

After diagnosing my pulse in dialect, I found that my condition has indeed improved a lot.

It should be said that with the internal medicine prescribed by Mr. Zhu, even if it is not finished, it should not be so obvious. Fang Yan asked curiously:
"Did you fail to take the Chinese medicine on time?"

"I drank it!" the girl looked surprised.

Fang Yan looked at her face and felt that her complexion looked a little strange, so he asked:

"So you're not in a good mood recently?"

The girl hesitated for a moment, tilted her head and said:
"Not really. I'm in a good mood recently. It's just that the thing about my neck is a little annoying."

Fangyan asked again:
"So you don't sleep well?"

The girl nodded and said:
"It's true. I didn't sleep well before, and now my neck is hurting me, which also affects my sleep. But I found a good solution in the past few days."

"What method?" Fangyan felt something was wrong.

"Drink!" the girl replied.

“……” Fangyan was speechless.

He complained to the girl in front of him:

"I was wondering why the effect seems to be off. Your problem is originally a liver problem, and you drink alcohol?"

The girl said innocently:
"Can't I drink alcohol? But I heard that drinking alcohol can promote blood circulation..." Fang Yan said:

"What's the point of living in your condition? Let the wound bleed?"

"Of course you can't drink it, stop immediately."

The girl nodded timidly, then asked:

"What about this opening?"

Fang Yan sighed and said:

"I won't rush to close your mouth for now. Let's observe for three days."

"Don't drink anymore. If you suppress it here, other places will rise again."

The girl knew she was wrong and said quickly:
“I understand…I understand…”

After the girl left, the patients behind her started laughing:

"This girl is really interesting. Most people know that they need to eat light food when treating illness, but she is so good that she even drinks."

Fangyan shook his head:
"Young people are ignorant. They thought drinking would help them sleep. But she didn't fall asleep. She passed out because she was drunk."

Not to mention this era, this kind of patients have also been encountered in later generations when working in dialects.

I was told not to drink at that time, but I couldn't help but drink.

In the end, the treatment period was prolonged and people said that the medicine he prescribed was ineffective.

There are many such incidents, and in serious cases, some people even lost their lives.

……

In the following period of time, Fangyan saw several more patients.

Finally, after the two and a half hours of peak medical consultation time in the morning, there were no more patients in front of the examination desk.

Fangyan suddenly became idle.

After drinking a sip of tea, Fangyan stood up and stretched his body.

At this moment, he glanced and saw Le Miao reading study materials.

"Letian, are you also preparing to take the college entrance examination?" Fangyan asked curiously.

Le Miao nodded:
"Yes, you all are taking the college entrance examination, I want to give it a try too."

Fangyan asked half-jokingly:
"You are the store manager now. If you really pass the exam, would you be willing to leave it behind?"

Le Miao glanced at Fang Yan and said with a smile:

"If you, the pillar of the family, are willing to leave, why should I, a store manager, be reluctant to leave? Besides, this store is not mine. I have no right of inheritance and I don't have to be tied down here for the rest of my life."

Fang Yan thought about it and nodded:
"That's true..."

Then he asked:
"Which school are you planning to apply to, Naletian?"

Le Miao said:

"I haven't decided yet, but I plan to study Chinese medicine, or maybe something like cultural relics history."

Then she asked in dialect:

"As for you, now that you are able to attend the Ministry of Health Conference directly, which university do you plan to apply to?"

The dialect said:

"If nothing unexpected happens, I should apply to Capital University of Chinese Medicine."

After all, this place is the first school to start graduate education, so it would be easier for Fangyan to take the postgraduate examination after entering.

"This is Brother Jimin and their superior unit!" Le Miao said.

"Yeah." Fangyan nodded.

Le Miao smiled and said:

"I almost forgot. You are their visiting expert. I wonder if you will receive any preferential treatment in terms of enrollment."

Before Fang Yan could reply, the number one lackey Jia Dapeng said immediately:

"In fact, I feel that Brother Fang's current medical skills are good enough for him to be a teacher."

The dialect said:

"I can't say that. There are many famous doctors among the teachers in my school. I'm too young and there are still many things I don't know..."

Just then, a voice at the door interrupted their conversation.

"Excuse me, is the dialect expert here?"

"Who are you?" Fang Yan looked at the person who came.

The other party was a bald man in his early thirties. He took out his ID and said to Fang Yan:

"Hello, I'm from the Meridian Clinical Research Laboratory of the Acupuncture Research Institute of Huaxia Chinese Medicine Research Institute. Our Director Cheng asked me to invite Comrade Fang Yan back to guide the research project of ear area therapy in our laboratory and the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine."

As soon as these words were spoken, the store fell into an eerie silence.

What did the dialect say just now?

Oh, go take the entrance exam for Capital University of Chinese Medicine!

Now people come to him for guidance?
They actually didn't have a very accurate grasp of dialect techniques, and this scene completely confused them.

Le Miao asked in disbelief:
"Wait, if I heard correctly, you just said, let the dialect guide you?"

The researcher nodded:

"Yes, guide us."

"Currently, in terms of ear area therapy, Dr. Fang should be the first person in China to apply it clinically."

First person?
Hearing this, everyone in the store looked as if they had seen a ghost and looked at Fangyan who had an innocent face.

Are you still pretending?
PS: The 6000-word basic chapter has been updated, and there will be additional chapters later.

(End of this chapter)