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If you don’t want to teach, don’t teach. If you want to teach, you must teach well. One is willing to teach and the other is willing to learn.

Taking advantage of the kindergarten graduation performance, Ding Mu taught his son for three days. He only taught him the complex underlying logic and asked him to memorize it by rote.

He never thought about whether he, a child under six years old, could understand these complicated things. He just used his super memory to memorize the complicated changes in the week. This is just like learning English. The sense of language is very important. If you catch the golden period before the age of five and have no problem in daily speaking, then learning grammar and other things will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

Three days later, it was a bright moon night.

Ding Mu was standing by the bamboo forest on the waterfront in his manor, wearing a Hanfu that had just been customized in Chinatown, and a seven-stringed guqin in front of him.

On the coffee table not far away, precious ambergris was burning in a Xuande stove.

Ding Mu sat upright, caressing his hands gently, and played a windy song.

A boy, holding a three-foot green blade in his hand, was swaying it wantonly. It was Ding Yan.

The sound of the sword echoed in the bamboo forest, the moonlight was shining across the rivers and lakes thousands of mountains away, and the clouds passed over the back of the mountain eagle. He looked at the flowers scattering silently with cold eyes.

The sword is in my hand, the stars are falling, the rain is pouring, it cannot wet the footprints of the solitary traveler thousands of miles away, the sky outside the Yangguan is vast and vast, it cannot blow away the back figure deep in my heart.

Sing a song of Indy, the sea laughs, everything is silent, the wind rustles and the sunset recedes, Tai Chi arises in the heaven and earth.

Don’t you see that among the men who have gone abroad since ancient times, some of them took a look at the history, and one by one they took off their clothes and went away, hiding their identities and names.

The wind blows at the end of Qingping, thousands of miles of smoke, the beacon fire that flies through the night, a pot of wine in the autumn, I look back at the rise and fall of the sea of ​​people with the lamp on, and sing with the passing years.

The singing stopped, and Ding Yan also sheathed his sword, recalling the lyrics that he didn't fully understand.

"Dad, you seem to have many stories." Ding Yan said to Ding Mu.

Ding Mu smiled lightly and shook his head: "Actually, dad just wants to come up with a soundtrack for your graduation performance. However, his talent is limited, so it is not very appropriate."

"I feel it has a very Dahua charm." Ding Yan said.

"Haha, you still know what charm is." Ding Mu laughed. He paused and then said, "By the way, dad happens to have some friends in the United States. They are all music masters. Why don't dad take you there tomorrow? Find them. Let them come up with ideas and help."

"Okay, okay." Ding Yan said, "I haven't gone out with dad yet. Where are they? Are they far away?"

"It's not too far. Dad will drive you there. Come on, wash up, get some sleep, and set off early tomorrow morning."

A night of silence.

Early the next morning, Ding Mu drove the twelve-cylinder bulletproof car that he owned here and set off with Ding Yan.

"Dad, where are your friends?"

"Well, dad used to study medicine, and dad's friends are all doctors." Ding Mu said.

"Oh, then should we go to the hospital to find them?" Ding Yan asked curiously.

"Well, let's go to a clinic, a Chinese medicine clinic about 150 kilometers away." Ding Mu replied. He had already investigated it. Xue Lingyun and Gongsun Xiao were both at this clinic.

"What is a traditional Chinese medicine clinic?" Ding Yan asked.

"It's a clinic that uses traditional Chinese medicine to treat diseases. This is not uncommon." Ding Mu said, "I checked yesterday and found that there are more than 8,000 traditional Chinese medicine clinics in the United States. Not only are there in every state, but there are also clinics in a big city. Maybe hundreds, thousands."

"Oh." Ding Yan asked, "What is the difference between traditional Chinese medicine and ordinary hospital treatment?"

Ding Mu said: "This is a good question, but my father couldn't fully explain it for a while. To put it simply, traditional Chinese medicine diagnosis focuses on looking, smelling, asking, and feeling, while modern medicine focuses on using various instruments. Traditional Chinese medicine has a unique acupuncture treatment method. , and Chinese medicinal materials are basically natural substances. Western medicines are basically chemicals."

"Oh." Ding Yan said, "Dad, when you were studying medicine, did you study traditional Chinese medicine?"

"My father studied basic medicine, that is, he learned the basic theories of medicine. However, he also knows some Chinese medicine." Ding Mu said, "Actually, Chinese medicine now also draws on a lot of things from Western medicine. However, there are indeed many things that Western medicine cannot solve. Chinese medicine can solve difficult and complicated diseases, which is amazing.”

"What kind of disease is it?" Ding Yan asked curiously.

"For example, some hysteria, mental illness, diabetes, poisoning and many chronic diseases." Ding Mu gave an example. "For many diseases, Western medicine can only rely on drugs to maintain them, but Chinese medicine can gradually cure them. The key is that Western medicine relies on standard processes and methods. Treat diseases, and Chinese medicine treats diseases on a case-by-case basis, and a skilled doctor can even treat diseases that are difficult to treat with Western medicine using just ordinary food."

Along the way, Ding Mu cited several typical medical cases to popularize the knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine to Ding Yan.

"In England, there was a distinguished queen who suffered from a gastric disorder. Symptoms of vomiting and constipation would occur at the same time. A master of traditional Chinese medicine used a strong and fragrant green tea to wake up the spleen and appetite, and she was relieved immediately. Vomiting and constipation. This kind of forceful and overwhelming effect has a lot in common with Dahua martial arts. You can spot a flaw and grasp the crux of the problem. With the simplest move, you can eat it all over the world."

"Tell me one more, dad will tell me another." Ding Yan likes to listen to stories.

"There is a very distinguished old general in Dahua. He is very old and has a cold. The side effects of Western medicine are severe and the old man will lose his life no matter what. But the old man does not believe in Chinese medicine and will not let the Chinese medicine doctor prescribe Chinese medicine." Ding Mu said, "However, the disease was cured by Chinese medicine."

"Then how to cure it?"

"Listen to Dad and tell me slowly." Ding Mu paused and said from the shallower to the deeper, "There are many kinds of colds, which require dialectical analysis. One of them is called superficial depression and incomprehension."

"What does it mean to be confused?" Ding Yan asked curiously.

"The human body feels wind and cold, and the cold evil invades the meridians, and then the disease begins. If the treatment at this time is accurate and timely, it will get better soon. If it is not symptomatic, the condition will change.

The results of the confrontation between cold evil and the human immune system are nothing more than three: good prevails over evil, and the body heals itself without medicine; evil prevails over good, and the condition becomes more serious; good and evil do not distinguish between victor and defeat, forming a stalemate.

There is an ancient book in Dahua called Treatise on Febrile Diseases, which says that for Taiyang disease, headaches that take more than seven days to heal themselves are due to the exhaustion of the meridians.

According to traditional Chinese medicine, the meridians circulate in a seven-day cycle. At this time, when it comes to an end, and with the beginning of a new cycle, the human body's healthy energy will be restored. As long as the cold evil is not transmitted to other meridians, then the human body's healthy energy will be restored. That is, immunity will gradually defeat cold evil. People will also regain their health. "

Ding Yan nodded in approval and said, "By the way, Smith caught a cold a few years ago. He didn't take any medicine. The family doctor said that the cold would heal on its own after seven days."

Ding Mu smiled and said: "Western medicine has also discovered this rule, but this is not a final conclusion. If the human body's righteousness is already weak, cold evil will be transmitted along the meridians and continue to invade, making the condition more serious and the symptoms will also change. This is the victory of evil over good. In this case, you need to take medicine quickly to increase the body's resistance and prevent the condition from getting worse."

"Oh, that's it." Ding Yan said, "Then the third situation leads to a stalemate. Is that what you mean by being depressed and confused?"

"Clever!" Ding Mu praised, "If there is no distinction between good and evil and there is a stalemate, then it means that the cold evil is trapped on the surface and unable to further invade the human body, and the human body cannot expel the cold evil from the body. , not allowed to self-explain.

It is very troublesome to use western medicine at this time, especially for the elderly. Because Western medicine kills one thousand enemies but destroys itself eight hundred. While killing cold viruses, it also depletes the human body's righteousness. Sometimes the symptoms are relieved and the body's righteousness becomes even weaker. Although the cold is mostly cured, the human body cannot expel the remaining viruses from the body, causing external depression. It can never be completely cured, it comes on and off, and it comes over and over again. As time goes by, the old man will run out of gas. "

"What should we do?" Ding Yan asked nervously after listening to Ding Mu's vivid words.

Ding Mu said: "There is a classic recipe here, called Guizhi and Ephedra half and half decoction. Guizhi decoction can harmonize the body's immune system and enhance the body's resistance, but it does not have the function of sweating and cannot expel cold evil. But if you use ephedra decoction, you will sweat too much, which means you will kill a thousand enemies and damage yourself by 800. So there is a recipe of half and half Guizhi Ephedra Decoction. Only one-third of the two herbs are used, but there are A two-pronged approach. Once you understand this recipe, you also understand a little bit of the basics of traditional Chinese medicine."

"It sounds awesome." Ding Yan praised.

This is not yet serious. Ding Mu pretended to be patient and said, "The patient doesn't believe in Chinese medicine, so he shouldn't take Chinese medicine. What should we do?"

Ding Yan was just a child. He couldn't figure out what to do, so he had to ask: "Dad, what will happen next?"

Ding Mu said: "A bowl of hot and sour noodle soup is enough."

Ding Yan's eyes widened and he said, "Is it the kind of noodles made by Grandpa Niu?"

Ding Mu said with a smile: "This kind of noodles is sour, spicy, and sesame oil. The sourness is used to absorb the dispersion and release of the glory qi; it is spicy, and the spicyness is used to release the closure and aggrandizement of the defense qi; the noodles are tonic for the middle part; the sesame oil is for the production of body fluids. This is the perfect combination." It will be relieved with a small sweat. The symptoms of superficial depression will be relieved. The old general's illness will be cured."

"Amazing! It's great!" Ding Yan's eyes lit up and he said, "Dad, I also want to learn this Chinese medicine."

"Okay." Ding Mu's purpose is this, to let Ding Yan feel the brilliance of Chinese civilization and let him gradually inherit what he has learned. The key is that he still wants to bring his son back to the country.