12dz Chapter 483 The Master Appears
Chapter 483 The Master Appears
Chapter 483 The Master Appears
Tang Zhongzhong was very curious about the Shangpin Club.
According to his idea, he would start the tour from the first floor, then the second floor, and then visit the ninth floor one floor at a time.
Satisfy your curiosity.
It's like attending a banquet. You eat melon seeds and peanuts first, then cold dishes, and then hot dishes. You're almost done eating.
Finally, the main course is served.
After the chef said this, we could only go straight to the last dish.
"Master, let's go to the ninth floor."
Two people entered the elevator and it slowly rose.
Soon we reached the ninth floor.
Tang Zhongzhong stared at the elevator door, looking forward to what he would see when the elevator opened.
The elevator doors slowly opened.
Ye Changqing walked out first.
Tang Zhongzhong's sight was blocked by Ye Changqing, and he followed Ye Changqing out of the elevator.
The moment he stepped out of the elevator, the scene he saw made him freeze in place.
There was no grandeur as imagined, no pretty waitresses, and no elegant music.
Just retro decoration.
It was like she had stepped into the set of a costume drama. After a moment of hesitation, she looked around: the pharmacy, rattan chairs, wooden tables, medicine cabinets, medicine boxes, and even a bookcase full of medical books.
It's all related to traditional Chinese medicine.
He felt like he had traveled into an ancient family of traditional Chinese medicine.
He took two quick steps, caught up with Ye Changqing, and touched Ye Changqing's arm with his arm: "Master, is this... really your territory?"
Ye Changqing smacked his lips, thought for a moment and said, "They say it's mine."
Cheng Liangpeng said that this place was built for him.
But the property rights are not in his hands.
Tang Zhongzhong thought Ye Changqing was humble, and at the same time, his respect for Ye Changqing increased a little more.
In the eyes of people in Songjiang City, Shangpin Club is definitely a high-end place.
And the ninth floor of Shangpin Club.
It is the most mysterious ninth floor of Shangpin Club.
This place is filled with traditional Chinese medicine materials and artifacts.
One can imagine the importance of traditional Chinese medicine in the master's heart.
No wonder the master has extraordinary medical skills.
No wonder the master's consultation fee was as high as 20 million. He said as if to express his opinion: "Master, I will do only one thing for the rest of my life, improve my medical skills and climb to the highest peak."
Ye Changqing stopped, not knowing why this guy suddenly expressed his opinion.
He looked her up and down for a few times and asked in confusion: "Why are you suddenly saying this?"
Tang Zhongzhong said in a deep voice: "I feel inspired and want to improve my medical skills."
hmm~
Ye Changqing nodded: "This is a good thing, you are the successor of the Huitong School of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
What are you going to work on in the future?"
The Huitong School emphasizes taking traditional Chinese medicine as the basis, absorbing the essence of Western medicine, and sublimating traditional Chinese medicine.
But this involves two aspects: first, learning Chinese medicine, and second, in-depth study of Western medicine. If Chinese medicine is useless, Western medicine will not be proficient.
Don’t talk about elevating traditional Chinese medicine.
Even curing diseases and saving lives is a problem.
Tang Zhongzhong pondered for a moment and said, "I studied Western medicine in a regular college.
But my Chinese medicine skills were indeed a little off.
I hope the master can give me more guidance."
Ye Changqing nodded: "Apart from the inheritance of Huitong Sect, I also have inheritances from seven other sects.
Think about which school of medicine you want to learn.
Just tell me when you've made up your mind.
Don't be too anxious, think it over carefully and tell me."
After Ye Changqing finished speaking, he let Tang Zhongzhong browse on his own and walked towards the pharmacy.
In the pharmacy, Cheng Liangpeng was sitting at an eight-person table sipping tea. He walked over, sat beside him, and took out the "Five Chinese and Western Medical Books" and the red gold medal from his pocket.
He put it on the table and pushed it in front of Cheng Liangpeng.
Cheng Liangpeng put down the teacup, picked up the medical book, flipped through it, put it aside, then picked up the red gold medal, looked at the front, turned it over and looked at the back.
When he saw the words written on the back, his hands trembled.
"So the Huitong Sect's most valuable possession is this red gold medal."
Ye Changqing felt the same way: "Do you think so too?"
Cheng Liangpeng hummed, "The medical skills recorded in the Five Books on Integrated Chinese and Western Medicine, especially the part on Traditional Chinese Medicine, are very valuable.
But the recorded Western medical techniques are too outdated.
In today's technologically advanced world, that part of medical technology is outdated."
Ye Changqing had already made this discovery: "When I saw this book, I couldn't help but marvel at the magic of traditional Chinese medicine passed down by our ancestors.
Thousands of years have passed, and the medical principles of traditional Chinese medicine are eternal and have always been correct.
The prescriptions inside are still effective remedies for curing diseases and saving lives.
But from today's perspective, Western medicine from over 200 years ago is ignorant and backward, and is no longer useful."
Cheng Liangpeng said with emotion: "Today I saw a short video.
It says that humans are captive experimental subjects of intelligent creatures.
Because there are so many incredible places.
He gave an analogy: if you were walking in the wilderness and found a cell phone, would you think the phone had grown from the ground?
Ye Changqing frowned. They were talking about the medical skills of the Huitong School, but how come they suddenly ended up talking about the origin of human beings?
But he still responded cooperatively: "Mobile phones are so sophisticated in design, of course they won't grow in the ground."
Cheng Liangpeng continued, “Humans are ten thousand times more sophisticated than cell phones.
Look at the human eye. It is a combination of sophisticated optical devices. The key is that the eye is a living thing. It can absorb nutrients, grow slowly, and then age slowly.
It's not just the eyes, the stomach also digests food and absorbs nutrients, so you have to eat when you're hungry.
Just like the battery in a mobile phone, it needs to be charged after one day of use.
The human body is 10,000 times more sophisticated than a cell phone.
Mobile phones don’t grow out of the ground, so do humans emerge from the earth on their own?”
Ye Changqing was stunned, and said without thinking: "It definitely didn't emerge from the earth by itself."
After saying this, he was stunned.
I've never thought about this question before.
Now this question has given me a lot of thoughts.
Is there really a creator? Is the creator a god, or a high-tech intelligent creature?
Cheng Liangpeng continued: “Humans did not emerge from the earth on their own.
What about Chinese medicine?
Not to mention anything else, just the meridians in traditional Chinese medicine.
Today we have microscopes, X-rays, and various high-tech equipment, but we still cannot explain the function of meridians.
How could people thousands of years ago discover meridians and create Traditional Chinese Medicine?"
Ye Changqing collected his chaotic thoughts and asked: "What do you want to say?
Do you mean that Chinese medicine was also discovered by the Creator or God and passed down?
So even after ten thousand years, Chinese medicine theories and prescriptions will still be valid?"
Cheng Liangpeng nodded: "Yes, that's what I mean."
Ye Changqing's brows furrowed, his mind filled with turmoil. This was the first time he had heard of this statement.
It's so shocking.
But if you think about it carefully, it does seem to make some sense. For example, with the development of science and technology, Western medicine, which was regarded as the best treatment yesterday, has become wrong today.
For example, hundreds of years ago, Western medicine said that the human body has infinite blood.
Later, when blood circulation was discovered, the idea that blood was infinite seemed absurd.
For example, bloodletting was believed to be able to cure diseases, but Mozart died that way.
It sounds ridiculous today.
For example, ten years ago, people thought that intravenous drips were a fast and effective way to treat colds. Almost everyone who had a cold or fever would first think of using an intravenous drip to administer antibiotics.
This approach was a consensus among doctors, patients, and even society as a whole. However, it was gradually discovered that intravenous antibiotics administered through IV drips were very harmful to the body.
By physically cooling down the body and using other drugs to stimulate the body's immune system, the body's immune system can kill the cold virus and then heal itself.
This is the best way.
Western medicine is a process of constantly discovering new technologies, constantly proving that the new technologies are wrong, and then continuing to upgrade.
Only traditional Chinese medicine has become the truth that has remained unchanged for thousands of years from beginning to end.
From this point of view, traditional Chinese medicine was invented by the Creator.
It's not unreasonable.
Ye Changqing sat still. His previous understanding was like a castle that was shattered at this moment, and the broken bricks and tiles were rebuilt into a new building.
But after it was built, he found that even these absurd claims were true.
so what?
What does this have to do with real life?
He shook his head: "These are too unrealistic, it feels like we are just worrying about nothing.
Don’t think about those things, the most important thing is to live in the present moment.”
Cheng Liangpeng pushed the red gold medal towards Ye Changqing: "Is this your favorite sentence?"
Inscribed on the red gold plate were a few words: "Only change is the eternal way, the Huitong School - the integration of all things and eternity!"
Ye Changqing looked at the words on the red gold plate and nodded: "I like this sentence very much."
Cheng Liangpeng said meaningfully: "I knew you liked this sentence.
Because your favorite is the Huitong School. If Chinese medicine is eternal, Western medicine must constantly correct its mistakes and learn new things.
Don’t integrate Western medicine.”
Ye Changqing shook his head: "No."
Cheng Liangpeng stared at Ye Changqing for a long time with his old eyes. Seeing Ye Changqing's serious expression, he knew that Ye Changqing would not change.
But he still wanted to advise: "Why bother?
Everything you learn is wrong.
Waste of time. ”
Ye Changqing sighed: "Haven't you noticed that Chinese medicine is declining if it is not integrated with Western medicine.
Traditional Chinese medicine may disappear in the long river of history.
If Traditional Chinese Medicine is gone, there will be no way to integrate it with Western Medicine, let alone integrate all other methods.”
Cheng Liangpeng raised his thumb and said, "You are right. You have a very thorough understanding of the problem." Ye Changqing didn't want to discuss this issue anymore.
This is all small talk.
He coughed and said, “The mission of the eight medical sects has been completed.
When can I see the master?"
Cheng Liangpeng smiled and said, "I knew you were going to ask this.
Your master is on his way and will probably be here soon."
As soon as he finished speaking, a ding-dong sound was heard in the distance.
Cheng Liangpeng smiled and said, "It should be your master who has arrived."
Ye Changqing complained: "Why didn't you tell me earlier that my master was coming!"
As he spoke, he stood up and looked towards the elevator. Sure enough, he saw an old man with messy hair and badly worn clothes, which looked like he had worn them for more than ten years.
The old man was slightly fat, with a round face and his hands behind his back.
Walked over leisurely.
Just like an old man in the village taking a walk. Ye Changqing looked at the familiar figure with mixed feelings. If it weren't for this old man.
The moment he was released from prison, his company was seized, he was penniless and unemployed, and he was still a labor camp inmate.
He may not be able to raise a daughter, let alone respect his parents.
He couldn't imagine how difficult it would be.
Watching the old man walk over step by step, he quickly stepped forward to support him: "Master~"
The old man raised his hand and waved, stopping Ye Changqing from supporting him: "Move aside, I can walk.
I don't need your help."
Ok?
Ye Changqing was stunned for a moment. Even in prison, this old man always asked him to massage his back and support him when he walked.
How come your lifestyle has changed since you left prison? I walked with my master to the eight-immortal table and was about to pull out a chair.
The old man pulled out a chair first and sat down. Then he looked at Ye Changqing and said, "I heard that you charge tens of millions for treating illnesses. Is that true?"
When Ye Changqing saw that his master was angry, his heart was in his throat.
But he didn't lie: "That's true.
This is just the beginning.
I've received 1 billion in medical fees twice."