Portable Space: Red Age of Rebirth

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The so-called inside information about three people becoming a tiger is really hard to believe. The medical students who were reading the latest chapter couldn't help but make a private bet on whether the cute and cute Du could survive a month with Professor Stephen, or even kill someone.

When Smith, who had tricked himself here, began to reflect, what surprised everyone was that the Chinese girl actually stayed in Professor Stephen's laboratory smoothly.

Whenever the classmates around her were casually trying to find out how she and her professor got along, Ya'er suddenly realized that, it turns out, everyone is curious.

I have to say that everyone demonized Professor Stephen, who exuded a ghost-like aura. Ya'er blinked, her eyes widened, and she confirmed again and again that at this moment, the entire laboratory was still exuding...

pungent forma

Lin's taste, and the hand that had just had close contact with the specimen was stuffing piece after piece of braised pork with oily and thick sauce into the mouth, and the owner of this hand had a rigid and serious expression.

The old man is indeed Professor Stephen.

The soft braised pork melted in your mouth. When the old man was eating, only his lower jaw moved his facial muscles. However, he did not forget to praise the Chinese delicacies in a cold but exaggerated tone between mouths.[

Such a voracious eating attitude, such multi-tasking and outpouring of praise, he is a ghost doctor, and he is also a ghost doctor of starving ghosts.

Privately, the old man is a glutton who doesn't like meat, and actually eats both meat and vegetables. Moreover, he is also a very verbose old man. When this old man became verbose, he started talking to Sun Wukong and his master Tang Seng, who was not good at touching flowers and plants.

Some fight for it.

Every day before Ya'er leaves the laboratory, the old man will talk about tomorrow's weather, bring an umbrella if it rains, prevent heatstroke, and put on more clothes to cool down. Then, from this topic, Seattle's special geographical environment and climate will be triggered. It will be related to the only one who can

Students who listen to themselves talking

He said that based on his decades of experience, which school cafeteria has the most tender fried chicken legs, and which cafeteria has the most fried steaks. I will tell Ya'er which coffee shop around the school has the most authentic coffee and how much to add.

How much sugar does milk have? Girls like it best.

Every day, except during working hours, the old man's mouth seems to be opening and closing forever. And the only listener at this time is often Ya'er who can't escape.

Of course, the old man's reputation as a ghost doctor is definitely not for nothing. As for the old man's indestructible poisonous tongue, Ya'er has experienced it more than once or twice.

Ya'er studied traditional Chinese medicine and had only treated living people. She had never actually used a knife. On the third day of medical school, she was taken directly to the anatomy room by the professor, who handed her a knife.

A thin, sharp scalpel.

The anatomy room is in the basement, which already looks dark and gloomy. Coupled with the psychological depression caused by the crow of crows, the pungent smell of formalin can be smelled in the nose, and the sound of the scalpel cutting through the skin can be heard in the ears.

There was a sizzling sound, the rolled flesh, and the dark mutilations. In the autopsy room, I had to hold back the Ya'er that I hadn't vomited out. The first thing I saw after leaving the autopsy room was heartbreaking vomiting.

Before Ya'er could finish vomiting, she heard the professor's endless criticism and condemnation. As a qualified medical student, being able to keep a straight face when facing a corpse is only the most basic requirement.

Ya'er was criticized so much and reprimanded so horribly that if she had a poor psychological quality, she would probably have been beaten to the ground with her head. The classmates in the same group saw with their own eyes the professor who could do such harm to others, and they were even more convinced of the professor.

The name of the ghost doctor.

The look he looked at Ya'er was the same as looking at the flower bones being destroyed by the storm, pitiful, sympathetic, but helpless. No one dared to glance at the furious professor with a condemning look.

Ya'er's psychological quality is not bad. In the face of the professor's vicious tongue, she did not dig a hole and bury herself in it. However, Ya'er was happy too early. When she returned to the laboratory, she had not yet settled down, so the professor condescended to him.

I took Ya'er directly to the school cafeteria.

I directly ordered a medium rare steak and brought it to Ya'er. The bloodshot steak immediately aroused the nausea that Ya'er had just suppressed.

In front of the public, Ya'er wanted to vomit but couldn't. The professor stared at her closely and couldn't hide even if she wanted to. Ya'er picked up the knife and fork with great difficulty and tried to stuff it into her stomach with her eyes closed one bite at a time. As a result,

, the professor almost took out his eyes with a knife and fork.

There was also a steak in front of the professor, which was medium rare. No knife and fork were needed, and there were even faint traces of blood visible. The professor seemed to have tortured Ya'er enough, deliberately taking small bites and slowly eating it, Ya'er.

Even if you don't want to be out of sight, you can't do it.

From that day on, Ya'er's lunch or dinner would definitely be a medium-rare steak every time she came out of the anatomy room. The professor watched her eat it with his own eyes, and it was very frustrating for Ya'er at that time.

His face was so pale! Until Ya'er could eat a medium-rare steak in front of the specimen that had just been taken out of the formalin solution without changing his expression, Ya'er had no chance to continue eating free steak.

Except for the inhuman torture when she first entered the anatomy room, Ya'er's study life was quite fulfilling. Ya'er, who had no problems with language communication or cultural identity, studied biology, microbiology, cytology, human anatomy, etc.

The basic subjects of Western medicine can be said to be very handy and there are no bottlenecks.

Even Ya'er herself could feel her rapid progress.

Professor Stephen, on the other hand, faced with the profoundness of Eastern culture and the obscurity of Chinese medicine, found it particularly difficult to understand something from them.

In the laboratory, there was an old man and a young man, and each had a pair of experimental mice in front of them. However, the white mouse in front of the professor had a droopy head and seemed to be dying soon. On the contrary, the white mouse in front of the girl seemed particularly smart and active.[

"Failed again!" The professor sighed again, unable to conceal his confusion in his tone, "It's obviously the same chemical composition and the same content, so why are there two completely different test results! Du, I want to hear from you

Suggestions!”

"Professor, this is the monarch, minister, and assistant in Chinese medicine! Each medicine in the prescription of traditional Chinese medicine has different functions. The medicine is used as a monarch to nourish life; the medicine is used as a minister to nourish the nature; and the medicine is used as an assistant to treat diseases. In the world

In all things, yin and yang are harmonious and mutually reinforcing each other. I think it is not just a matter of simply analyzing and extracting the chemical components of Chinese herbal medicines and killing diseased cells."

Teaching traditional Chinese medicine to a professor who knows nothing about Eastern culture is very demanding on Ya'er's language expression ability. Ya'er said it as plainly as possible, but the old professor, who is a pure Westerner, is still confused about the harmony of yin and yang and the mutual restraint of each other, "

Oh, it sounds amazing, but I still don’t understand it!”

"Let's put it this way, I still say the same thing, Chinese medicine treats people, Western medicine treats diseases! Various drugs refined by chemical means may be able to kill diseased cells, but those ingredients may also destroy the human body.

Other functions! But Chinese medicine is different. When prescribing medicine, the emperor, minister and assistant are both indispensable!"

Ya'er didn't say anything like that. The old professor seemed to have some insights, and even vaguely understood the meaning of mutual support and mutual restraint, "Chinese medicine is amazing, but it's even harder to understand!"

"It is because Chinese medicine is too empirical and too obscure to understand, so sometimes it is more necessary to use advanced medical equipment to learn from each other's strengths! The development of Chinese medicine also needs to keep pace with the times! I have learned a lot from you, professor!"

Ya'er flattered the old professor without leaving a trace, but the old professor almost jumped up after hearing this, "No, no! This is not fair! Chinese medicine is too difficult to understand, and I haven't started yet, this is not fair!

"

Looking at the professor who looked like an awkward child asking for sweets, Ya'er couldn't help but joke, "Professor, Chinese medicine incorporates a lot of traditional Chinese culture, so it has a certain national character! So, for you,

There are certain difficulties. However, professor, there is an old saying in China that the disciples of the church starve to death! You are not worried about this, are you?"

The old man pondered it over and over in his mouth two or three times, and after reading it a hundred times, the meaning came to him. Miraculously, he understood the underlying meaning of the Chinese proverb, and nodded cooperatively, "Of course! That's what I was worried about!"

Ah, Ya'er originally planned to make the professor who had low morale fly into a rage, but she didn't expect the professor to admit it readily. Looking at the professor who looked at him eagerly, Ya'er asked bravely, "What do you want?"

No, let me talk about Yin Yang and Five Elements in traditional Chinese medicine again? In fact, it is the most basic theoretical basis for the development of traditional Chinese medicine that troubles you the most!”

As a result, as soon as Ya'er finished speaking, the professor immediately yelled no. I still need to calm down. How to listen to Yin Yang and Five Elements has a strong superstitious color.

Intellectual workers need to constantly replenish their physical strength. The professor who needs to calm down opened the roasted pig's trotters wrapped in tinfoil, took a bite, and said, "Smith said yes, Chinese food is really amazing!"

Ya'er laughed sarcastically. He once borrowed Mrs. Jenny's kitchen to cook several special Chinese dishes for Mr. Edward. Mrs. Jenny was not taboo about these and often discussed them with her. Then Smith knew about it, and then the old gourmet knew about it too.

, and then, I need to bribe the professor with delicious food every now and then.

I learned a lot from the professor, and Ya'er also tried her best to let as many people understand Chinese medicine as possible and be willing to believe in Chinese medicine, "Professor, in fact, there is a saying in Chinese medicine that medicine is not as good as food tonic. And using form to supplement form is better."

…”

Ya'er briefly introduced a few dietary therapy methods that complement the form. Perhaps it is better to understand it by starting from the most simple and direct aspect.

Stephen pointed to the roasted pig's trotters beside his mouth, "It contains a lot of collagen, can it actually be considered one of them?"

Ya'er looked at the professor who was always holding hands, and replied in a dumbfounded voice, "If you are willing to think so!"

"Then last time, was the braised pork you brought over special, special?" the old professor said, trying to find a suitable word.

"If that dish is used to supplement fat, does that count?" Ya'er had no choice but to cooperate with the old professor's curiosity.

"Of course! In fact, that dish is very valuable to me and Du!" The old professor gestured to his own skinny figure and Ya'er's small figure. In the eyes of tall Westerners, the two of them were

, all belong to the kind that are too thin.

However, no matter how obscure and difficult the profound Eastern culture and traditional Chinese medicine are to the elderly, the collision of Eastern and Western cultures still gave this ghost doctor, who is known as a ghost doctor, a lot of inspiration.

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