My legendary life

There was a complete silence in the meeting. No one applauded or cheered. Everyone listened quietly.

As soon as Xie Dong's voice fell, a white old man with hair and beard suddenly said, "Mr. Xie, my family name is sun. I'm in my sixties. If I were to be divided into generations, I would be one generation older than your master. Under the influence of my family, I studied medicine when I was young. During the cultural revolution, sun Zhengyuan was a traitor, so I was involved. But it's all over. After listening to what you just said, I have a question. I want to ask it face to face. Don't you know? "

Xie Dong nodded and said, "yes, please."

"Excuse me, are those two medical books of the ghost King Chang Huaizhi in your hands now?"

"Yes, I have it." He hesitated.

"Can you tell me that the medical skills recorded in the book are really so magical? I grew up listening to countless legends about these two books. Now that I am retired, I want to know whether those legends are true or false? " The old man said.

"Well..." Xie Dong pondered for a moment: "I see it like this. There is nothing magical about medical skills. Just as we are all doctors, we all learn the same teaching materials. However, some of them have become famous professors all over the country, and some of them are just ordinary medical workers. Of course, when I say these words, I absolutely don't mean to elevate myself. Chang Zhenren is a Taoist His medical skills lay particular stress on Taoist internal skills. What is recorded in the book is basically the identification of acupuncture and acupoints. As long as people with the foundation of traditional Chinese medicine work hard, they can master it in a few months. But without internal skills, the therapeutic effect will be greatly reduced. As for the cultivation of Taoist internal skills, it's another topic. It's too complicated to say

The old man wanted to say a few more words, but he was robbed by another man about 40 years old: "teacher Xie, I'm from Lao Zhang." After that, he pointed to himself with his hand and said with a smile, "you see, this large area is all from our old Zhang family, but it's not as much as their grandson family. If we fight later, we may suffer losses."

Of course, it was a joke, which immediately attracted a lot of laughter.

After laughing, he went on to say, "we all learned the news only after listening to the radio program last night. In fact, the enmity of more than 70 years ago has nothing to do with our generation. It's just that there are too many legends about this enmity among the people of Gaoyang. It can be said that there are many different opinions. Some versions even say that sun Zhengyuan did not frame Lao Zhang, In fact, it was someone else. He was just a scapegoat. Mr. Xie should have seen the client. Could you tell us how sun zuomin told you about it? "

Xie Dong scratched his head and said with a bitter smile: "I have been with master for 15 years, and I always think he is a quack. He didn't mention a word to me about these past events. As for the stories of Zhang and sun, I gradually came to know after I found these two books. Moreover, I am also hearsay, which is probably similar to what you know." At this point, he paused, considered for a moment, and then said: "I want to say a word, if there is something wrong, we will treat it as my bullshit."

All the people listened to him attentively. They didn't know what the teacher Xie was going to express.

He said with a little smile: "more than 70 years have passed. Both the people who killed Zhang Jia and my master's family have been reincarnated for many generations. Maybe even they have forgotten the past. Do we still need to be entangled? Of course, if we must raise this issue to the height of national hatred, it is another matter. What I want to say is that good and evil are rewarded, and cause and effect cycle. Let's be honest and live a down-to-earth life. There's really no need to break these things. Let the dead rest in peace. "

Although there were not many words, the whole audience were silent, but the man of Zhang family was still a little reluctant to give up. He continued to ask, "teacher Xie, they all said that two children of Zhang Jingshou had escaped. Do you know the whereabouts of these two people?"

Hearing this, Xie Dong suddenly felt a little strange. Xiaoyu was Zhang Jingshou's next of kin, but he knew the secret clearly, but he kept it secret all the time, which was not open enough, so he sighed: "the two children really escaped. As for how they lived their lives, I don't know, but their descendants are here, just involved It's really inconvenient for me to say more about other people's privacy without my consent. "

"One of Zhang Jingshou's grandsons is now a big boss with a fortune of over 100 million. He bought Chunhui hall in the suburb of the city, and now it's a high-end club." The crowd did not know who said a word, so the following buzzing up.

Xie Dong is not convenient to express his position. He just stands on the stage silently and looks at Xiaoyu standing under the stage. The adoring eyes of the little girl make him feel heavy.

"Teacher Xie, since you have inherited the medical skills of the ghost king, let's see a doctor." A young man said, "my father has been uremic for many years. He needs dialysis four or five times a month. Please show me."

This sentence, the venue more lively, we have to push forward, Xie Dong is a bit silly. Seeing this, Gao Zhizhen quickly came over, took Xie Dong's microphone and said, "you're here just in time. Today there are many famous Chinese medicine experts all over the country. Let's have a free clinic on the spot."In yesterday's radio program, there was a general introduction to all the TCM experts attending the meeting. Of course, Gao Zhizhen and her teacher, Tan Xuewei, were also among Gao Yang's "four famous doctors". Many of these people came here to learn medicine. Naturally, they knew this very well. Listening to her saying, the scene was like a pot boiling. People were crowded together, making a lot of noise I'm a little out of control.

As soon as Xie Dong saw him, he quickly took Qinglin, Xiaojiang and Liu Yong to help maintain order. But there were too many people. It was useless for a few people to shout out loud. He took the microphone and used his internal power to shout to the crowd: "everyone, please don't squeeze. Line up all day!"

The sound of this sentence was like a bell, which made the window glass hum. All the people in the room were surprised. They stared at Xie Dong with frightened eyes. No matter what, they couldn't believe that the sound came from the human throat. Fang Guanying took the lead in clapping and cheering, and the crowd came back and clapped. After all this, the situation is finally under control.

The venue became a free clinic, and all the experts were surrounded by a large group of people. Moreover, the news continued to spread, and people kept coming. After all, in such a tight medical resources today, the opportunity to let the national well-known experts see a doctor for free is too rare.

In the blink of an eye, it's 12 o'clock at noon. Instead of seeing fewer people, there are more and more people. A few older experts can't make it any longer.

Xie Dong is also surrounded by a large group of people. Of course, his treatment is limited to patients with bone and joint diseases. He works until 3 p.m. at one go. When he looks up, the people at the scene are almost gone. When he looks aside, except for Gao Zhizhen and Fang Guanying, the rest of the experts are long gone.

After seeing the last patient, he was about to have a rest when he saw that the gray haired old man came over, so he quickly stood up and said with a smile, "do you have anything else to do?"

"Teacher Xie, I have a wish. I wonder if you can satisfy me?" The old man said politely.

He quickly waved his hand and said, "don't call it teacher Xie. I just said that you are one generation older than my master. If you want to talk like this, I have to shout master."

The old man repeatedly said that he didn't deserve it. No matter how Xie Dong refused, he insisted on being commensurate with his teacher. Finally, Xie Dong had to agree. It turns out that the old man's family is the closest one to sun Zhengyuan's family. The two families had a very good relationship at that time. Sun Zhengyuan's eldest son died in the prison of the national government, and his family was responsible for the later affairs. Of course, because of this kinship, their family has been implicated and suffered a lot of crimes. In recent years, the whole family has been trying every means to find the whereabouts of sun Zhengyuan and his son, but there has been no result. Today, the news finally came out. The old man was so excited that he had to ask Xie Dong to sit at home and have a detailed chat. He even hoped that sun zuomin could be buried in the grave By the side of his elder brother, who has been dead for many years, he has fulfilled the long cherished wish of the whole family.

In fact, Xie Dong had a plan to let his master return to his hometown, but later he heard that sun Zhengyuan was a big traitor and had done terrible things, so he didn't think about it any more. Today I heard from the old man that it really happened to coincide, so he readily agreed.

After another chat, I found out that the old man was also a famous doctor in Gaoyang. Now his children, whether in business or as an official, have made great achievements. In order to invite Xie Dong to have a talk, he had already made a reservation for the banquet. So he quickly packed up his things, said hello to Gao Zhizhen and others, and took Liu Yong to the banquet.

It was a very pleasant meal. During the dinner, we talked about a lot of topics that were inconvenient to talk about in public. Both the guests and the host were very moved. At last, they left their contact information and agreed that the old man and his family would go to Northeast China next year during Qingming Festival. They would take sun zuomin's ashes back to his hometown and let him rest in his hometown, so that he could be reunited with his family forever.

When he got back to the hotel, it was almost ten o'clock in the night. He was a little drunk and couldn't even walk steadily. Qinglin hasn't gone to bed yet. Seeing that he is back, he is waiting for him to wash. He is going to bed when the doorbell rings.

Qinglin opens the door, and Xiaoyu comes in with her head down. Seeing that he is so drunk, she hesitates and delivers a letter.

"This afternoon, someone gave it to me, saying that it must be given to you personally." Xiaoyu said in a low voice and looked at him, who was drunk and hazy. She couldn't help complaining: "why drink so much wine and suffer so much?"

He received the letter in a daze, and saw a few words written askew on the cover: Mr. Xie Dong personally.

What's the age of this? What's the convenience of calling and writing letters? He thought in his heart and tore open the envelope. Unexpectedly, he only looked at it a few times, but he was not drunk at all. He rubbed his eyes hard and read down carefully.