Portable Space: Red Age of Rebirth

"Traditional Chinese medicine, in a nutshell, refers to traditional Chinese medicine. Traditional Chinese medicine, based on yin and yang and the five elements, regards the human body as the unity of qi, form, and spirit, and uses the four diagnostic methods of inspection, smell, inquiry, cut, and ginseng... In fact,

, to say earlier, traditional Chinese medicine originated in primitive society, and by the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the theoretical system of traditional Chinese medicine had basically taken shape..."

Unlike in the past, when she occasionally took over the oral English classes for the old professor, Ya'er took the lead this time. Because she was worried that she would mislead others, it was impossible to say that she was not nervous at all. Otherwise, Ya'er wouldn't have put herself through such trouble.

It looks like this.

So, after a brief self-introduction, Ya'er simply got back to the point. What's more, in order to show the majesty of being a teacher, she pinched her throat to make her voice richer and stern, so that it sounded more majestic.

However, traditional Chinese medicine is Ya'er's area of ​​expertise after all. After more than ten years of abuse, although she is not as good as those national champions, Ya'er has her own unique understanding and insights into traditional Chinese medicine.

After two or three minutes, I became calm and composed because of my self-confidence, and my restrained and slightly hurried speech slowed down, and I started to talk freely and casually. The shining eyes that were covered by the plane mirror also became agile and full of energy.[

On the podium, no matter how old-fashioned and tacky the young lecturer is, he still shines with youth because of his confidence.

Under the podium, dozens of people should have been sitting upright, looking forward to the first class of their college careers with high spirits. But at this moment, everyone seemed to have been struck by lightning collectively, with dull expressions and empty eyes. God, please help.

Let’s do it!

This shouldn't be a joke by the seniors, right? Shouldn't the lecturers and professors of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine all have healthy faces? Even if they are majestic and solemn, it is in line with their expectations!

In fact, to put it bluntly, Ya'er's disguise was not very successful, even though her family members unanimously gave Ya'er the mature evaluation she wanted to hear. No matter how big the black frame is, it can't completely cover her face. Her chin is round and small, and she is as fair and delicate as jade.

Like porcelain. No matter how old-fashioned the bun is, anyone with a discerning eye can see how silky and smooth the hair is under the hairpin.

Ya'er is already about the same age as everyone under the podium. Standing among these students who have been exposed to the sun and military training for more than half a month, Ya'er actually looks very pink and childish. Even her trousers and round-heeled leather shoes, in front of everyone's eyes

Come on, it's more like deliberately wearing adults' clothes and pretending to be mature.

Under the podium, everyone waited in disbelief for a long time, but no old professor with gray hair and boyish face walked in tremblingly. He rubbed his eyes again, and there was still a young lecturer wearing black-rimmed glasses on the podium.

Some people say that curiosity is the first step to love. Freshmen in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine are now full of curiosity about the lecturers who are similar to them on the podium.

Gradually, they were all immersed in the clear and full lecture method, which was as clear and simple as big beads falling on a jade plate.

Usually, when people talk about Chinese medicine, their first impression is that it is mysterious and difficult to understand. However, the Chinese medicine in the little lecturer's mouth has turned into medical allusions that are easy to pick up, simple, straightforward, and full of fun. If you close your eyes, don't think about it.

The young lecturer's exquisite appearance and extremely youthful age made it easy for him to enter the vast and mysterious world of Chinese medicine.

Because of today's first class, many people no longer feel confused or regretful about giving up clinical medicine, but choose traditional Chinese medicine that has been passed down from generation to generation.

Before the summer vacation, Ya'er was still a student sitting under the podium. Ya'er knew better what kind of teaching method was most acceptable to students and what kind of interaction could arouse students' interest. Interest is the first step towards the palace of knowledge.

Ya'er stood on the podium and could see the reactions of the students below the podium. At this moment, Ya'er's sense of accomplishment was unparalleled.

The atmosphere in the class was quite bright. Maybe it was because Ya'er looked too young, or maybe it was because Ya'er's teaching style was too relaxed and casual. The students were less cautious and awe-inspiring towards this young lecturer.

When Ya'er paused for a moment and was about to interact with the students, the response from the audience became very enthusiastic without Ya'er's repeated encouragement.

"Teacher Du," the first person who raised his hand to ask a question was a lean, short, black-faced boy. When he called Teacher Du, he even twisted his voice and even his earlobes turned red.

Then, he smiled and showed his neat white teeth, and continued to ask in Mandarin with a southern accent, "Teacher Du, they can clearly explain clinical medicine, pathology and medical science using anatomy, biology, cytology and other disciplines.

, what patients see are quantified and intuitive data, which is scientific.

As for our Chinese medicine, the yin and yang, the five elements, and the imbalance of yin and yang are invisible and intangible to everyone. In the words of one of my fellow clinical medicine fellows, Chinese medicine is pseudoscience. Teacher Du, do you think our Chinese medicine is scientific or not?"

The classroom was filled with cries, because the little boy's question hit the nail on the head. Even though everyone in the classroom had chosen Chinese medicine as their major, the same question had not lingered in their hearts without an answer.

Outside the hidden back door of the classroom, the old dean and the famous Professor Zhang Zeyuan and Zhang had been complimenting each other as if they were free. You praised me for knowing horses and having a unique vision; I praised you for having a daughter like this, what more could a husband ask for.[

The two people came together on an appointment and were very impressed by Teacher Du's performance just now. But at this moment, the two of them couldn't help but sweat for Teacher Du. This issue, even if they have spent most of their lives studying traditional Chinese medicine, is still a problem.

Can't answer accurately.

"I can't give you a yes or no answer to this classmate's question. You need to find the answer yourself." On the podium, Ya'er's answer was very frank and not embarrassing at all.

It is because of this kind of frankness that no students who are waiting for the teacher to give them an answer think that the teacher is perfunctory. They just bury the problem in their hearts, maybe for a few years or even for decades, until they have their own understanding of the way of Chinese medicine.

After that, the answer becomes self-evident.

As for the old dean at the back door of the classroom and Zhang Zeyuan, the godfather, no one expected Ya'er to answer so bluntly.

On the podium, Ya'er paused and continued to add: "However, I can share my own insights with everyone."

"As far as I am concerned, Chinese medicine and Western medicine do not belong to the same category. Instead of arguing about whether Chinese medicine is a science, it is better to say that Chinese medicine is more inclined to the category of philosophy. Moreover, the classical basic theory of Chinese medicine has many similarities with traditional Taoist thought.

For example, the yin and yang and the five elements are mutually reinforcing and restraining each other, such as the theory of qi..."

There are many things that can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words. One day, they may have an epiphany just because of one thing or one sentence. What Ya'er can do now is to try his best to guide these students to see the problem from a different perspective.

There are no stupid people here who have been admitted to B University, a century-old prestigious school. Maybe they can't understand what the little lecturer said now, but some words are quietly planted in their hearts like seeds, until one day they break out of the ground and take root.

.One day, the medical philosophy in their hearts will be as firm and unmoving as the towering trees that grow vigorously.

At the back door of the classroom, outside the ajar door, the two people who had been eavesdropping just now had long disappeared. They were worried unnecessarily, weren't they?

"...The last sentence, what I want to tell you is that doctors are benevolent. When I first went to college, the first lesson the teacher taught us was about medical ethics. As a doctor, we must respect life and revere life.

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After Ya'er finished speaking, she raised her hand and looked at her watch. It was neither early nor late, and the bell just rang for the end of get out of class.

Gently closing the lesson plan that had not been turned over much, and looking at the students under the podium, who were either meditating or packing up teaching materials in twos and threes, the corners of Ya'er's mouth couldn't help but curl up, and spring blossoms bloomed in an instant.

The lecture, which lasted nearly one hundred minutes, felt very strange to Ya'er, and could even be said to be a bit exciting. The feeling of standing on the three-foot podium, scolding Fang Qiu, and preaching and teaching was very sacred.

The freshmen in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine are becoming more and more confident after the class. Maybe one day, they can compete with Teacher Du? Or, in other words, compete with Senior Sister Du! It is rumored that the top student in the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine, the elegant and refined Senior Sister Du is rumored to be teaching them,

Are they jealous of others?

Although there is only a ten-minute break between classes, this group of green-headed rookies has already received more than a dozen waves of seniors from the upper grades, all of whom came to visit and worship the rumored Senior Sister Du!

"You are so lucky that it is Senior Sister Du who teaches you this class!"

"She is Senior Sister Du, the flower of our medical school!"

In the classroom, an experienced veteran came in to spread the word about Sister Du's "great achievements" to the newbies. Before she could step off the podium, Ya'er stumbled, and there were a few black lines faintly between her eyebrows. How could she spread rumors? Because she usually lives in a simple way, Ya'er

I had no idea that my reputation in medical school had reached such a high level.

The entrance to the classroom was already blocked. Ya'er took two steps forward, and everyone, a little cautious and a little excited, took the initiative to make way for a gap. Ya'er took two more steps, and the crowd also moved back.

Ya'er raised her head and looked at the crowded corridor, as well as the figures of people gathering in twos and threes to join in the fun, and she couldn't stop complaining in her heart.

“Xuan Jin?

The crowd was so forcibly cut out of the way by the intruders.

Zhao Weihong, who was still tough and cheerful, put her hand on Ya'er's arm and said proudly, "Xuan Jin, it seems that I am still indispensable as the flower protector!" [

As expected, Zhao Weihong waved his arm as if commanding him, and many people subconsciously shuddered and avoided it automatically.

The rumored Senior Sister Du has always been inseparable, and the person with such powerful skills must be the rumored most brutal Boss Zhao.

Even though she has graduated, Zhao Weihong still has a "bad reputation", and the two of them will have a smooth road ahead.

"Xuan Jin, where did your girl go with your brother Zhai during the summer vacation? I originally wanted to ask you to go to Zhang Jianjun's hometown to play together!" The two of them hadn't seen each other for two or three months, and Zhao Weihong had a lot to say.

"I finally had a day off. If I hadn't happened to run into your brother Zhai, I might not have found you now!" Zhao Weihong kept chattering, "Don't look, your brother Zhai has parked his car. I'll come here to find you first."

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Ya'er watched helplessly as Zhao Weihong transformed from a Tyrannosaurus rex into a nagging insect. She waved at Zhai Yaohui who was walking towards her from afar, and continued to endure Zhao Weihong's abuse.

"I said, even if you are a teacher, you can't dress yourself up like this!"

By the time Zhai Yaohui came over, Zhao Weihong had gone from being a former classmate to being the dean's daughter-in-law. The gossip mentioned that the cleaning lady wore a red belt. Seeing Zhai Yaohui coming over, Zhao Weihong restrained herself a little.

"Brother Zhai, you're back!" Ya'er unconsciously took off her black-rimmed glasses. She wanted to please her own appearance. Subconsciously, Ya'er didn't want Zhai Yaohui to see her rustic dress.

"Yeah!" Zhai Yaohui took the teaching materials from Ya'er's hand that could be used as bricks, and returned the pair of obviously ugly glasses to Ya'er, "No need to take them off, they look good!"

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and although those glasses were indeed very tacky, in Zhai Yaohui's eyes, the little daughter-in-law was more graceful and intellectually beautiful.

The young couple was so sweet that they looked like no one else, even though Zhao Weihong was careless and careless, they also gave rise to goosebumps, eh, it was really disgusting.

"Xuanjin, stop being so stupid!" Zhao Weihong stared at Zhai Yaohui's cold eyes and stuffed the two invitations into Ya'er's arms, "No, I'm getting married to my old Zhang this Sunday, please come with Brother Zhai!

Of course, if Brother Zhai doesn't have time, the other invitation should be given to that boy Zhai Yaoting! In other words, in the past four years, Zhai Yaoting and I have also been die-hard revolutionary comrades, and I have always informed you, Brother Zhai."

When sending an invitation, Zhao Weihong did not forget to sow discord. In fact, despite his hard work, Brother Zhai actually demolished the bridge before he could cross the river. He thought he was an eyesore!

Zhai Yaohui remained unmoved and remained half a step away from Ya'er, assuming the posture of a protector.

Ya'er ignored Zhao Weihong's little tricks and was surprised when she saw the name on the red invitation in her hand, "Sister Wei Hong, you are getting married so soon? Has the ugly daughter-in-law met her parents-in-law?"

"What does it mean? The male senior should get married, and the female senior should get married. If they see each other right, they can get married! Besides, sister, why am I ugly?" Zhao Weihong retorted coolly, but what about that proud little look?

It all seemed like he was deliberately trying to provoke Zhai Yaohui.

It's a pity that when compared with Zhai Yaohui, Zhao Weihong is nothing compared to a big witch.

Although Zhai Yaohui really wanted the names on the invitation to be his and Ya'er's, even though he was anxious in his heart, it didn't show on his face at all. Of course, the most important thing was that the little hand that quietly reached out to comfort Zhai Yaohui's desire to marry.

heart of.

Zhao Weihong made a fuss and found it boring, "Xuanjin, there won't be any classes for a while? It's hard for me to have a day off. Let's go have a meal first, and then go shopping with me after dinner! Let's go to the newly opened store at the school gate.

Home, I want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs and sweet and sour fish, sweet and sour pork loin, and sweet and sour elbows."

Ya'er looked up at the sky. It was clear and sunny. Sister Wei Hong was not talking nonsense. However, didn't this girl like to eat heavy flavors, spicy, salty, sour, but not sweet? When did she change her appetite?

Moreover, when this girl talks about sweet and sour, she is so greedy that she can't help but salivate. Is this?

Ya'er's heart moved. Her index finger, middle finger and ring finger quietly covered Zhao Weihong's wrist. Her pulse was as smooth as a running ball! Is this?

Ya'er looked at Zhai Yaohui, pulled Zhao Weihong to walk two steps quickly, blushed and asked quietly, "Sister Wei Hong, do you have a baby?!"

"Well! Yesterday, the old Chinese doctor from the hospital just confirmed the diagnosis!" Zhao Weihong's face suddenly turned red, and his words were less fiery than before and more gentle as a mother.

After saying that, he saw Ya'er's red lips slightly opened in shock, and she became even more embarrassed and stamped her feet, "It's not what you think! During the summer vacation, when I went home with Lao Zhang, his parents said that we are not too young anymore.

It will be inconvenient to go back and forth to work in the future, so I just held a banquet in my hometown first. Then, then we! Who knew, we would get pregnant! This time we will have a make-up banquet in the capital!"

No matter how cheerful and generous Zhao Weihong is, he can't help but be coy when talking about those things.

Ya'er, on the other hand, was more open-minded about modern people at heart. After being frightened, she quickly replied, "Sister Wei Hong, you and Brother-in-law Zhang are really good. You won the bid directly! Congratulations, congratulations!"

One sentence made Zhao Weihong blush with laughter, and he gritted his teeth and said, unwilling to be outdone, "Humph! Anyway, he is better than you and your brother Zhai! You guys woke up so early in the morning to catch up with the late market!"