"sure!"

Peng Qianwu smiled somewhat awkwardly, not daring to linger any longer. He kicked the fallen Tai Chi disciples, telling them to stand up.

When Jiang Liu fought, he held back, and none of them were seriously injured. They only suffered minor injuries and needed to recuperate for a month or two.

"it's over?"

Seeing Jiang Liu push the door open and enter, Wang Yaozu sat up from the recliner and coughed twice.

"Ah."

Jiang Liu nodded, noticing Wang Yaozu's cough. He had an idea and, remembering that Wang Yaozu died of a serious illness in the original story, said, "I'll take you to the city to see a doctor later."

The exquisite inner elixir of the sarira can detoxify, treat diseases, and revitalize life by stabilizing the five internal organs and regulating the six bowels. However, the principle of treatment ultimately comes down to stimulating human potential, revitalizing life, and removing symptoms. It emphasizes the principle of circulation, which is the same as the principle of traditional Chinese medicine.

But Wang Yaozu is getting on in years, and compared to younger people, his innate vital energy has already dissipated by more than half. Treating him through methods that stimulate potential and vitality might only hasten his death. It would be better to go to the city and see someone who knows Western medicine to see if they have any drugs that directly target viruses or bacteria…

# Chapter 208 Xun-ge, don't give up on medicine! Writing can be a part-time job!

"What doctor should I see?"

Wang Yaozu casually remarked, "Is your relic-like exquisite inner core any good?"

"This is about the principle of cycles, which is the same principle as our medical practice. If you were ten years younger, it wouldn't be a problem."

Hearing Jiang Liu say this, Wang Yaozu understood:

His innate Qi is not as abundant as that of a young person, and his cultivation method of reversing the eight directions is different from that of Jiang Liu. It does not focus on internal cultivation of life force. Besides, at this age, it is too late to start internal cultivation.

Tai Chi is known for its health benefits.

At the latest, one should start practicing in middle age, around forty or fifty years old, to master the principles of Yin and Yang circulation, so that one can ensure the smooth functioning of the five internal organs and six bowels and avoid illness even in one's sixties or seventies.

For people over 60 or 70 who want to live longer, instead of learning Tai Chi from others, it's better to lie down more. Only by minimizing physical activity can they slow down the loss of their innate vital energy.

"Alright, I'll go with you to take a look."

If given the chance, he would like to live a little longer, to see the Ghost Hand Wang Cai Opera Troupe flourish, to see Jiang Liu get married and have children, and even to see him establish his own sect!

Afterwards, Jiang Liu took out a portion of the apology gifts brought by the Taiji Sect and gave it to her as payment for the medicine she had been given. He gave the rest to Hong Guniang to distribute as needed, such as purchasing living supplies, paying wages, and hiring craftsmen to build houses.

That's right!

Now that the Ghost Hand Wang Cai Opera Troupe has gradually gained some fame and is making more money, the apprentices are also paid wages, and Zhao Qian and others are no longer just provided with food and lodging.

This made the eight apprentices even more respectful of Ghost Hand Wang Cai's troupe and Jiang Liu!

After all, it was he who first suggested paying the apprentices' wages, and he had obtained Wang Yaozu's consent...

After finishing the affairs of the team, Jiang Liu led Wang Yaozu to the city to inquire about doctors who knew both traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine.

Although there are streetlights in this bustling area of ​​the city, in terms of medicine, there are mostly traditional Chinese medicine shops, and very few people know Western medicine.

Most of the Chinese who went abroad to study advanced Western medicine had a heart set on saving the country from disaster and abandoned medicine for literature, such as Lu Xun.

He yearned to save the country with his pen and awaken the numb spirit of the people.

However, Jiang Liu believes that while such literati are admirable, they are also somewhat unrealistic.

These days, over 90% of the general public are illiterate!

Would literate young intellectuals read these articles to working-class people?

No, most of them only shout slogans, advocating for dreams and national salvation, inciting the lower classes to march and demonstrate, but they don't truly understand the hardships of laborers or empathize with them.

In this day and age, people who can afford to study and can be called intellectuals are at least free from worries about food, clothing, shelter, and transportation.

This is why grassroots workers don't see things from the perspective of these literati and educated youth, nor do they empathize with them much.

Without him.

Even if these literati and intellectuals genuinely wanted to serve their country and save the world, what did that have to do with ordinary people like them who could barely afford to eat?

Unable to empathize with them or become their spiritual support, one gains no real benefit other than the sighs and lamentations of ordinary people when sacrificing for ideals.

Even among ordinary people, some may be moved by this, but they must also consider their basic needs—food, clothing, shelter, and future generations—behold, not be expected to shed their blood for it.

It's too much to ask of them.

Then, writers and poets sharply criticize the apathy of the common people, arguing that silence is a sin, and calling them superstitious without delving into why they remain silent. They then begin writing again, yearning for the common people to awaken…

Awakening my ass!

It was written in vernacular Chinese, which illiterate commoners couldn't understand!

And no one will speak up for them!

Furthermore, isn't superstition simply a result of people's need for spiritual sustenance?

If those in power could ensure that everyone, no, just over 60% of the population, had enough to eat, they would place all their hopes on the statues of gods and Buddhas in those temples.

Jiang Liu admires Lu Xun's spirit and acknowledges that his articles did indeed awaken some people, but in reality, he hopes that Lu Xun will not give up studying medicine and even strive to research medicine.

Writing articles can definitely be done as a part-time job!

At least--

Only when medicine advances, the cost of treatment decreases, and everyone's health is guaranteed to a certain extent, will people consider other things.

Similarly, only when the basic needs of clothing, food, housing, and transportation are met can we talk about development and the future. Otherwise, no matter how touching an article may be, it will only touch the hearts of intellectuals, not ordinary people.

At the very least, we must provide the people with something to rely on, something they are willing to follow!

Just like now!

Twenty years ago, many people went abroad to study, and many even went to study medicine. But even in Hangzhou, a city that could be called "developed" in 1924, there were very few people who knew Western medical knowledge, and there were not a single doctor who could combine the advanced theories of Western medicine with traditional Chinese medicine!

Sometimes Jiang Liu also wanted to complain: Did those guys who went abroad to study back then go with the intention of saving the country, or did they go abroad to make money?

Looking at the examples of Zhang Muzhi and Huang Silang, it's possible that they both started out with the intention of saving the world, but many of them later changed their goal to "making money," like Huang Silang; and a very few who did not change their original intentions, like Zhang Muzhi, would probably have gradually lost their way if no one had guided them.

Back to the point.

After making inquiries from various sources, Jiang Liu actually found a hospital, or clinic, that understood both traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine.

It is said that the owner of this clinic is named Cui Daoning. He is proficient in traditional Chinese medicine, but he has also learned Western medicine. He can perform surgery, including circumcision and double eyelid surgery.

This is absolutely advanced!

Upon entering the clinic, one finds a spacious hall with wooden shelves on either side of the main entrance, displaying ceramic items. The main entrance faces the back door, and to the left is a counter. Behind it sits a well-to-do middle-aged man who appears to be instructing an apprentice. Upon seeing someone arrive, he quickly rises to greet the guest. The apprentice, with his slicked-back hair, also stands up, revealing a mouthful of bright white teeth.

"Snapped!"

The middle-aged man gently patted the apprentice's head and ordered, "Can't you see there's an elderly person here? Hurry up and go get a chair!"

"Ah? Oh!" The apprentice maintained his smile, his face beaming. He placed his hand on the glass counter, and with a little effort, flipped himself over and brought a chair for Wang Yaozu.

"You've opened the Ren and Du meridians and achieved the Small Heavenly Circuit? Not bad."

The apprentice's appearance reminded Jiang Liu of a movie star he knew from his previous life, but he didn't pay much attention to it. He then looked at the middle-aged man and noticed that he was breathing slightly out of breath. Upon closer inspection, he frowned and said, "You must be Cui Daoning, Boss Cui? Judging from your appearance, you seem to have learned the Small Heavenly Circuit Kung Fu, but it seems like you've been indulging in too much sex?"

These words sound like they're meant to cause trouble.

But in reality, Jiang Liu was testing the other party's medical ethics—if he stubbornly refused to admit it, then this person was nothing but a figurehead, and it would be better to go to another hospital.

As for why we need to test them?

Judging from the "kidney deficiency" appearance shown by Boss Cui—

Jiang Liu was also worried.

But now that we're already here, we should at least test the waters.

"Young man, you're truly amazing."

But Cui Daoning readily admitted it, gave Jiang Liu a thumbs up, and said with a smile, "When I was young, I was indeed a Taoist priest and had learned the art of the Small Heavenly Circuit. However, I later met the love of my life and returned to secular life under the pretext of entering the world. That's why I deliberately forgot the art of circulating Qi through the Ren and Du meridians and became a mortal."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Liu nodded, confirming that the other party was a person with medical ethics.

Those who practice medicine should not be sharp-tongued or arrogant. If the other party speaks with a smile and a gentle tone, and has a reputation in the city, they must indeed have some skills.

"Master, are you also a Taoist priest?"

The apprentice was surprised, then burst out laughing, saying, "No wonder I didn't feel wrong when I stole your chicken."

"You ah you!"

Cui Daoning remained silent.

# Chapter 209 The Taoist Priest He Anxia

Who is this?

Jiang Liu had initially assumed that this apprentice's ability to achieve the Small Heavenly Circuit was due to instruction from Boss Cui, but now it seemed—

It doesn't seem so?

“His name is He Anxia. He’s a Taoist priest I met last night who came down from the mountain. He’s now eating with me…” Seeing that Jiang Liu and Wang Yaozu were Qi cultivators, Cui Daoning did not hide He Anxia’s identity.

It turns out that He Anxia is a Taoist priest from Ziyun Immortal Temple near Ziyun Bay in Fengwu Village, Heshan Town. Due to the economic downturn in recent years, the temple's income has been low, so the old abbot had his disciples hold a martial arts competition.

The disciples in the Immortal Academy were unwilling to leave the mountain. They used up all their skills, even their full strength, just to stay on the mountain and become "immortals".

He Anxia ultimately won.

Unexpectedly, the old abbot said: "The winner is the most capable. The most capable can go down the mountain and find their own food."

And so, He Anxia descended the mountain and arrived in the urban area.

Because of his innocent nature, he was unwilling to beg for food. Later, when he was really hungry, he saw Cui Daoning eating lotus leaf chicken and couldn't resist snatching one.

The scene could be described as He Anxia running and Cui Daoning chasing. In the end, He Anxia played a little trick, causing Cui Daoning to fall into the nearby river. Finally, He Anxia rescued Cui Daoning and successfully ate the lotus leaf chicken, satisfying his hunger.

Cui Daoning, remembering that he had once been a Taoist priest, took He Anxia in as an apprentice to earn a living.

"I learned many skills on the mountain, but none of them could earn me enough to eat a lotus leaf chicken. Fortunately, my master took me in," He Anxia said with a smile.

"You've never been down the mountain before?" Jiang Liu asked.

"I've been cultivating with the masters at Ziyun Immortal Academy since I can remember." He Anxia chuckled, his heart as pure as a child's. "After I left the mountain, I met another master who could teach me how to earn money and eat. I'm so lucky."

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