Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 319 National Player
1935, the twenty-fourth year of the Republic of China, the Year of the Pig.

Beijing, Jishidiang.

As a force rooted in the capital city, Jishidiang is a third party in the alien world that does not engage in hostility. No matter how fierce the fight between good and evil is, everyone, including Quan Xing, will not become enemies with Jishidiang if possible.

The reason is very simple. Everyone has enemies in the world. There are so many open and covert attacks, and there will always be times when you fail to take them into consideration.

Jishidiang and the Duanmu family, who also passed down medicine from generation to generation, have been friends for generations. Their medical skills are not only superb among ordinary people, but more importantly, they are also experts in treating the injuries of extraordinary people.

Usually there are two kinds of injuries that aliens suffer, one is visible and the other is invisible.

Those that can be seen are easy to treat, just take the pulse and prescribe medicine, amputate if necessary, dig out the eyes if necessary. These injuries do not even require special treatment from a master, just find a doctor and go to a hospital.

But things that cannot be seen are very troublesome, like the Lu family's inherited skill called Ruyi Jin. When the opponent releases the strength, it is like a thorn in the flesh, tormenting you all the time. With this skill, ordinary doctors can at most find out that there is a problem with your meridians, but they cannot prescribe the right medicine. Western medicine, the representative of modern medicine, is completely in the dark and cannot understand why the other person looks healthy and the X-ray shows no problems, but he dies in front of you. Who can you complain to?

PS: A little-known fact: X-rays were discovered in 1896. The first Chinese person to experience X-ray examination was Li Hongzhang, who received treatment during his visit to Germany. At that time, X-rays were called "bone irradiation."

Not to mention that the methods used by extraordinary people also target the soul. The difficult and complicated diseases caused by such mysterious methods can only be diagnosed and treated by professional extraordinary doctors like Jishidiang and Duanmu Medical Family.

It also shows that although he is famous for his medical skills, his kung fu is no worse than those of some martial arts sects. He just doesn't use them. It doesn't mean that he won't fight.

Today, the head of Jishidiang and the head of Duanmu family gathered together to meet a guest. They also knew the guest, who was Wang Yi.

"Gentlemen, how about this, can Jishitang and Duanmu family take my order?"

While drinking tea, Wang Yi was looking at the two elders in front of him who were frowning and looking a little embarrassed.

The head of Jishidiang and the head of the Duanmu family looked at each other, took a sip of tea, and after a while, the head of Jishidiang responded to Wang Yi.

"Boss Wang, logically speaking, you have helped us so much and made Yingzi live a smooth life in the United States, so we, as elders, feel relieved. Moreover, in the past few years, our medicinal materials business has been protected by your company, and we don't have to run around all the time, and our lives are much better than before. But you want us to provide a hundred doctors at once, and our two families do not only do business in Beijing. Five or six is ​​fine, ten or twenty is also fine, but a hundred doctors, we can't spare them!"

"Yes, Mr. Wang, you know that our two families are well-known. The famous doctors under us are also registered with the dignitaries. It is reasonable for them to go out for a day or two, but you are borrowing them for a whole month, and it is difficult for us to explain it to them. And I have to ask, what kind of order requires you, Mr. Wang, to borrow so many famous doctors from us? Is there a war coming?"

The two elders echoed each other and asked Wang Yi questions indirectly.

They also knew that Wang Yi had a bad relationship with the Japanese and had many Japanese souls on his hands.

To be honest, he had good methods, courage, and a clear sense of right and wrong. They also recognized this young man and had even thought about whether they could bring Wang Yi and Duanmu Ying together to create a beautiful story.

Although it didn't work out, the relationship didn't get worse, otherwise in the capital, apart from the Taoist sect Baiyun Temple, other alien forces such as Yanwutang, Jishiditang, and Jiyunshe would not have joined Wang Yi's company.

Because of this, they understand that every time this young man makes a move, he is bound to cause some big noise.

Although the current situation is clear, people in the martial arts world are only looking for stability. An order requiring Jishidiang and the Duanmu family to dispatch a hundred doctors is no small matter no matter how you look at it, so it is better to be cautious.

Hearing this, Wang Yi also shook his head.

"It's not a war, I just want to save people."

"Then why didn't Mr. Wang report it directly to the government? With Mr. Wang's current connections, even the highest authority should be able to meet with him. Why would he ask us for help?"

As they spoke, the two elders picked up their teacups and drank tea, the implication of their words was clear.

Wang Yi didn't want to say much. He just looked up at the plaque on the wall that read "Healing the World with Medicine". After thinking for a while, he took out a newspaper from his arms, put it under the tea tray, bowed, and turned to leave.

After Wang Yi left, the head of Jishidiang and the head of Duanmu family put their teacups in their pockets, sighed, and walked to where Wang Yi was sitting to take out the newspaper under the tea tray.

When they looked at the photos on the newspaper which had the words Mainland Daily printed on it but no publication date printed on it, even though they had seen dangerous people in the martial arts world, they were frightened by the photos and dropped the teacups in their hands.

It hit the ground, making a loud sound.

At night, Wang Yi was in the compound reading the Central Daily News, which was affiliated with the Nationalist government. He read the current affairs news, which also reported on the various victories of the Nationalist government in pursuing the displaced Red Army. The news contained more exaggerations than truth.

Liu Wei was also fiddling with the chessboard, but it wasn't that Wang Yi didn't want to play chess with Liu Wei.

But all my talent is spent on the practice I'm thinking about. Compared with these children of family traditions who have been influenced by it since childhood, I am embarrassed about the arts of music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Just then, the housekeeper came over.

"Boss, Master Liu, there is a young master outside the mansion who wants to see you. He said he is invited by the boss."

"Then please ask him to come in, Lao Liu, come with me to meet him?"

"Okay, I also want to see why a young gentleman was sent here."

Liu Wei, who was playing chess alone and felt bored, stood up and went to the living room with Wang Yi to wait.

After a while, a plain-looking young man wearing glasses, who looked very bookish but also a little dull, was brought in by the housekeeper.

Judging from his age, he is estimated to be around 20 years old. He seemed a bit stage-frightened when he saw the young man coming in. Wang Yi and Liu Wei looked at each other in bewilderment. No way, is this how you treat us?
As soon as the person arrived, the housekeeper left on his own accord, and even the servants around him dispersed, leaving Wang Yi and the others alone with the young man.

After the other person left, this guy didn't say anything for a long time. The three of them looked at each other, and it was Wang Yi who broke the deadlock with a dry cough.

"Um, you were introduced by the Hu family and the Duanmu family..."

Before he could even utter the word "come", the young man suddenly stood at attention and spoke.

"Master Wang, may I ask how Miss Duanmu Ying is doing?"

Yo? Liu Wei's eyes flashed, and he glanced at Wang Yi, then at the boy in front of him. That was the look that only spectators would have.

Wang rolled his eyes at Liu Wei, looked at the young man in front of him, and rubbed his stubbled chin. He had already figured out what was going on and guessed the identity of this unprepossessing young man, but he still wanted to tease him.

"You said Yingzi, she is living well in the United States. Although the environment there is not good now, she has the foundation I laid there before, and the head of Jishiditang and the head of Duanmu family also have friends there. She studies modern medicine in school during the day, and helps Baozhilin at night to learn the traditional medicine left by her ancestors. In her spare time, she can also go out to see the scenery. I think when she returns after completing her studies, she will be considered a master of medicine. Oh, you said that, I almost forgot that she sent me a telegram and a few photos a few days ago."

As he said this, he pretended to turn around, as if he was going to look for the photos.

But at this moment, the young man seemed to have forgotten what he had just said. Instead, when he heard Wang Yi mention the two new words "traditional medicine" and "modern medicine", his eyes lit up.

"May I ask Mr. Wang, what is traditional medicine and what is modern medicine?"

"I don't dare to be a hero. I'm just an ordinary man who wants to do something to help the poor people in the world. I'm a few years older than you, so you can call me Brother Wang or Brother Yi. Why, don't you want to see the latest news of Miss Duanmu Ying that you've been thinking about?"

"I have already explained Miss Duanmu Ying's current situation to me. She is far away now, but in my heart. But what you just said, even though it was right next to my ears, made me confused. Please help me solve my confusion!"

Liu Wei, who wanted to eat the melon, saw that the melon was gone, and saw that the young man in front of him was so honest, he also became interested.

"Brother, do you know me?"

"Young Master Liu Wei, the owner of Jianghu Inn, had a dispute with his father last year about splitting up the business, and everyone was quite happy about it."

"Well, there's no need to talk about the rest. Let me ask you, who is your master?"

"My master Niu Qinghao, I am his last disciple."

"The medical master Niu Qinghao?! Are you his last disciple?!"

After learning about the origin of his master, Liu Wei quickly winked at Wang Yi who was standing beside him.

"Old Wang, this is a toy! This kid looks stupid and inexperienced. Hurry up and trick him into joining us, just like you tricked me into joining you!"

Wang Yi ignored Liu Wei's eye contact, waved his hand, and used an invisible force to pull him aside to sit down, and also brought him tea and pastries.

"What is traditional medicine and what is modern medicine? Well, to put it simply, there is the traditional Chinese medicine left by our ancestors and the Western medicine that everyone is pursuing now. Now everyone thinks that Western medicine is more advanced and easier to use than our traditional Chinese medicine. They always think that traditional Chinese medicine is incomprehensible at all. If the doctor tells us to prescribe medicine, we have to prescribe it.

The effect is slow, the course of treatment is long, and if you die from taking it, it's your own fault. Western medicine is more convenient. It's a bit expensive, but the effect is fast. Why would you still go to Chinese medicine? Only poor people go to Chinese medicine and look for folk remedies to cure diseases, right?"

Wang Yi's words were somewhat vague, or even arbitrary.

But it is still acceptable at the moment, because the famous Chinese medicine masters are basically monopolized by the upper class, and their fame is not something that everyone can see.

And those quack doctors are all second in command. There are various types of common diseases, so how can they be generalized?

Traditional Chinese medicine, which was not organized in a systematic way, encountered the siege and blockade of modern medicine, which had been formed in the past hundred years by Western powers, and naturally fell into pieces.

Many old recipes have either been lost or discarded. Even in modern times, when the People's Republic of China was founded, the situation has only improved slightly.

Wang Yi thought that these problems would be solved little by little after the founding of the country, but now that such a thing has been delivered to his door, it would be a shame if he didn't make the first move to lay the groundwork for a breakthrough in the future.

Wang Yi's words made the young man who was listening nod his head repeatedly. He had studied medicine for many years under the tutelage of a medical master, and he also understood that there is no end to learning in the field of medicine.

He also traveled around the world with his master, providing free medical treatment for people, and he understood more clearly that just because two people have the same disease, it doesn't mean they can be treated with the same prescription. If one is not careful, it can even be fatal!

Wang Yi continued talking while waiting for him to digest it.

"In fact, in my opinion, what is the bullshit of Chinese medicine and Western medicine? In fact, everyone learns the same thing. If we really talk about Western medicine, when the Tang Dynasty's King of Medicine Sun Simiao wrote "Thousand Gold Prescriptions" and the Ming Dynasty's Doctor Li Shizhen wrote "Compendium of Materia Medica", those foreigners still treated diseases by bleeding for headaches and stamping their feet for foot pain. To put it bluntly, isn't it that we are behind for hundreds of years, and they have developed for hundreds of years, have a system, and have more understanding of why people get sick, and they are afraid that we will catch up, so they made the change between Chinese and Western medicine.

The so-called Western medicine, the so-called modern medicine is actually scientific medical skills. It summarizes the experience left by our predecessors and is assisted by the ever-changing scientific and technological creations. The most essential ingredients in those medicines that we usually think are bitter are extracted and made into medicines and tablets, which can be used externally or internally. Moreover, the current Western medicine of foreigners only looks at the surface and does not know the inside, especially the meridians and acupoints. They still have a lot to learn from us.

These are what they lack, and what we lack is a mature system for the things left by our ancestors. One is that we cherish what we have, and the other is that our national strength is weak. There are many good things that foreigners will not give us, nor will they teach us, for fear that we will surpass them. "

In the following time, Wang Yi used his understanding of traditional medicine and modern medicine on the Internet to explain to the future national player some of the differences between the two. He also told him that the two complement each other and that the relationship between the two is simply a matter of time.

Anatomy and surgical operations in modern medicine were actually mentioned by our ancestors, who even wanted to put them into practice.

The most typical example is Hua Tuo's attempt to perform craniotomy on Cao Cao during the late Han Dynasty, although it is difficult to tell whether this example is true or false.

Or maybe it was the "Xi Yuan Ji Lu" written by Song Ci during the Song Dynasty.

However, due to the Chinese people's long-standing concept that the dead are the most important, surgical operations derived from anatomy are rarely known due to self-esteem and limited concepts, and the good things are basically learned by foreigners.

By the end of his speech, Wang Yi felt his mouth was dry, and it was late at night, so he stopped.

For these things, he could only know the facts, but if he wanted to know the reasons behind them, he would have to find a place to sit and be talked to for the rest of his life.

"Well, my ability is limited, and I only know this much. Please don't believe everything I say. How can traditional medicine and modern medicine help each other? How can we innovate the things left by our ancestors? We need to try and learn little by little. The reason why we are better than foreigners is that they can learn what our ancestors left and make it their own. We can also learn from them and make it our own. Moreover, we learn from ready-made things, which is faster than foreigners in every way.

But after I've said so much, you should know why you came here, right? But did the Hu family and the Duanmu family agree to my request?"

The young man shook his head.

“Jishidang and Duanmu family are large and difficult to move. So after you left, the two seniors notified my master. Although my master is an expert in medicine, he prefers quietness and does not like to manage things. After the three of us discussed, my master sent ten disciples including me and dozens of apprentices from Jishidang and Duanmu family to help out and obey my orders.

Please rest assured, my nine brothers and I are all capable of independent medical skills. We can see patients in the clinic, and our apprentices are also well versed in medical principles."

"You two are so thoughtful. Please thank Mr. Niu for me. By the way, I haven't asked for your name yet."

"My name is Wang Zizhong! I like Miss Duanmu Ying and want to marry her!"

"You don't need to say the last two sentences. I'm not interested in Yingzi. She's just my sister. Oh, by the way, I just said I wanted to show you some recent photos of Yingzi in the United States. Wait a minute, I'll go look for them~"

(End of this chapter)