Reborn in 1977

Chapter 281: Talent Envy

The next morning, Chen Fan arrived at the brigade headquarters early. He didn't even go to the broadcasting room and started fighting with Lin Yuanxiang.

Of course, it was mainly… or rather, only Chen Fan was getting beaten.

This time, Lin Yuanxiang used all his skills, hitting Chen Fan all over his body, even grabbing his ankles and swinging him twice. If Chen Fan hadn't been quick-witted and blocked his groin kick, something serious might have happened.

After the beating, facing Chen Fan's accusations, Lin Yuanxiang didn't care, "I have a sense of measure. I guarantee I'll only loosen all the muscles and bones in your body without hurting you at all."

Chen Fan only felt that everything in his body was wrong. He awkwardly moved his body, "But why does my whole body hurt, and it hurts so much?"

Xiao Liewen, who was watching the fun from the side, chuckled, "All the muscles and bones in your body have been loosened, which is like taking apart all the bones in your body and putting them back together. It's normal to hurt."

Chen Fan said with a bitter face, "Then when will it get better?"

Lin Yuanxiang took out his pipe and lit it, his eyes narrowed into slits with a smile, "I told you I have a sense of measure and won't hurt you at all. It will only hurt for a little while. With your physical fitness, um, about half an hour."

Hearing this, Chen Fan and Zhang Wenliang, who was squatting on the side, couldn't help but shudder.

Too brutal.

Half an hour. How many people back then became traitors in humiliation because they couldn't bear a few minutes of whipping?!

Chen Fan had to endure the pain for more than half an hour. He felt his mouth was a little dry, "How long will the beating last? I mean, when will it end?"

Lin Yuanxiang's face changed, and he glanced at him, "That depends on when you can learn actual combat."

Seeing the expression on Chen Fan's face had already solidified, he immediately coughed dryly and said nonsense in a serious manner, "We agreed yesterday that our practice is based on actual combat. Since it's actual combat, you can't expect me to hold back, can you? Otherwise, is that still actual combat?"

Chen Fan swallowed, "But there's no need to hit so hard."

Just tap lightly, and I'll know where I'm lacking, right?

Xiao Liewen smoked a cigarette on the side and said, "Although loosening the muscles and bones will hurt a bit, it helps to temper the body. It's good for you. Many people want it but can't get it."

Chen Fan pondered for two seconds and turned to look at Zhang Wenliang.

When Zhang Wenliang saw his eyes, he shivered, got up, and ran out, "I'm going to transplant rice seedlings. You guys practice slowly."

Lin Yuanxiang looked at Chen Fan again, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he reluctantly suppressed his smile. He took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it over, "Here, don't say I'm tricking you. Go and get medicine according to this prescription. Use a dose of medicine and two buckets of hot water to soak for half an hour at night, and it won't hurt so much when you get beaten again. It also helps with sleep."

Chen Fan walked over with mechanical steps, and said with a sad face, "Then why didn't you give it to me yesterday?"

Lin Yuanxiang looked up at the sky and said with confidence, "Forgot."

Chen Fan, ... I'd be a fool to believe you.

At the same time, he labeled Uncle Lin: What a petty mind!

He spread out the paper and looked at the prescription. It was okay. They were all common and cheap medicinal materials. There were no legendary tonics such as ginseng and tiger bones. Basically, they were mainly for promoting blood circulation, removing blood stasis, reducing inflammation, and relieving pain. The heaviest ingredient was a kind of dog ridge.

After tiger bones were banned, most prescriptions with tiger bones chose to replace them with dog ridge grass. Dog ridge grass functions to dispel wind and dampness, tonify the liver and kidneys, and strengthen the waist and knees. It is a good medicine.

However, with Chen Fan's eyesight, he could see that this prescription was not just for reducing inflammation and relieving pain. Grinding it into powder for medicinal baths should also stimulate muscle and bone development and strengthen muscles and bones.

Moreover, the prescription was full of herbs, without any fierce medicines, belonging to a mild tonic nature, and would not have damaging side effects.

In a word, it was a good thing!

For the sake of this prescription, Chen Fan decided to call it even with him.

After the morning exercise, and after another half an hour, he finally felt that it didn't hurt so much, so he moved his body and rode his horse to the commune.

He had made an appointment with Fourth Master Lu yesterday to go to the health center today to learn pulse diagnosis and acupuncture from Doctor Lu Shouquan, so he couldn't delay.

… …

Riding his horse to the town, Chen Fan dared not stop at all.

The fact that his article was published in the magazine had completely fermented in the town, and almost everyone knew about it. In addition, with the iconic little mare, even those who had never seen him could recognize him.

What's more, he had been running to the veterinary station every day for a while, and had already become famous in the town. Today, as soon as he went to the street, people greeted him one after another.

Chen Fan waved to people he didn't know but insisted on calling him, and urged the little mare to trot forward. Soon he arrived at the health center.

Well-wishers rushed to the intersection and looked from afar, and when they saw him enter the gate of the health center, they were enthusiastically discussing, "Teacher Chen must be sick."

"I'm afraid it's still an emergency, rushing to the health center."

"Doesn't their team have barefoot doctors? Seeing that he can still come to town and ride a horse, he shouldn't be very sick."

"Can barefoot doctors compare with the health center?"

"Teacher Chen must come to the health center for treatment. Riding a horse is not very far anyway."

The discussion became more and more, and it spread farther and farther along the street, and then it became:

"What? Teacher Chen is sick?"

"Ah? Teacher Chen is really hospitalized."

"Teacher Chen was carried into the hospital?"

"Teacher Chen is dying?"

"… …, Heaven is jealous of talent!"

… …

Talent Chen Fan entered the health center, immediately got off his horse, patted the horse's back, and the little mare obediently ran to a group of its own kind to stay there, baring its teeth and kicking, "It's crowded to death, move aside a bit."

Chen Fan glanced at the little mare occupying a corner, and walked straight into the clinic of the health center.

A female nurse walked past him in a hurry, suddenly stopped, took a few steps back and looked at him, "Are you Teacher Chen?"

Chen Fan showed a smile and said politely, "Hello, I am Chen Fan, … …"

Before he could finish his words, the little nurse's eyes lit up, "Oh, Teacher Chen, are you here at our health center for treatment? What are you here for?"

As she spoke, her eyes scanned him up and down, "You're not injured, so it's internal medicine. Let me tell you, the best doctor in the internal medicine department of our hospital is Doctor Lu. He is over 80 years old this year and was a visiting doctor at Baohetang in the county before. His medical skills are very good. It just so happens that he is on duty today. I'll take you over there."

Chen Fan opened his mouth, feeling that although the words were not quite right, the person was still right, so he nodded with a smile, "Okay."

The little nurse led him along the corridor, "Come, this way. Oh, Teacher Chen, let me tell you, you used to go to the veterinary station across the street every day, and the nurses here all recognize you. Some people even said when will you come to our health center for a visit, but thinking about it, it's not very good. People come to the health center for treatment. What are you doing here if you're okay? I didn't expect you to actually come today. It's really a coincidence."

The veins on Chen Fan's forehead jumped twice. Taking advantage of her panting, he asked softly, "Judging from your accent, you shouldn't be from here, right?"

The nurse covered her mouth and chuckled, "Oh, you heard it. My hometown is in Shanghai. I came here as an educated youth 5 years ago, but not from Lujiawan. Otherwise, we would have lived in the same courtyard. Later, the health center recruited people, so I was admitted here. Hey… Doctor Lu is here."

Walking to the innermost consulting room, the nurse knocked on the door, "Doctor Lu, Teacher Chen is here to see you."

An old man with white hair but a vigorous spirit inside raised his head and looked at Chen Fan at the door, "Teacher Chen?"

Chen Fan quickly took two steps forward and bowed slightly respectfully, "Hello, Doctor Lu, I am Chen Fan."

Since there were outsiders present, he did not mention Fourth Master's name.

When Grandpa Lu heard his words, a smile immediately appeared on his face, "So you are Teacher Chen."

He turned his head and nodded to the little nurse, "Okay, I know."

The little nurse smiled and waved to Chen Fan, who had turned around, before reluctantly leaving.

Grandpa Lu pointed to the door, "Close the door."

Chen Fan immediately closed the door and walked up to him again.

Grandpa Lu looked at him and smiled, pointing to the chair and said, "Don't be restrained, sit down."

After Chen Fan sat down, he said again, "I heard from Fourth Master that you have already finished reading the 'Four Small Classics'?"

Chen Fan grinned and said, "The 'Medical Three-Character Classic', 'Binhu Pulse Study', 'Pharmacopoeia Song Jue', and 'Tangtou Song Jue' were the first four books to be memorized, and then I memorized the 'Acupuncture Jia Yi Jing', 'Shen Nong's Herbal Classic', 'Huangdi Neijing', 'Treatise on Febrile Diseases', 'Golden Chamber', 'Nan Jing', and 'Treatise on Plague'. I have memorized all the medical books at Fourth Master's place."

A strange look flashed in Grandpa Lu's eyes. According to Lu Siye, Chen Fan started learning Chinese medicine before the Spring Festival. It has only been more than two months now. In more than two months, he memorized 11 obscure Chinese medical classics?

Are you kidding me?

However, he didn't say much, only softly asking, "Asked: What is meant by the clarity and turbidity of human Qi?"

Chen Fan replied without hesitation, "Qi Bo answered: That which receives grain is turbid; that which receives Qi is clear. The clear flows into Yin, the turbid flows into Yang. That which is turbid but becomes clear ascends from the throat; that which is clear but becomes turbid descends to the stomach. The clear ascends, the turbid descends. When the clear and turbid interfere, it is called chaotic Qi."

Old Master Lu nodded almost imperceptibly, then said, "Roughness indicates scant blood or damaged essence; vomiting indicates collapse of Yang, profuse sweating. Continue."

Chen Fan immediately recited, "Cold dampness entering the Ying causes blood痹; in women, if not pregnant, then no menstruation. Cun position rough indicates heart deficiency and chest pain; stomach deficiency and rib distension are observed in the Guan position. The Chi position indicates damage to both essence and blood; intestinal obstruction, urinary difficulty, or blood in the stool. Roughness indicates diseases of blood deficiency and essence damage; in women, pregnancy indicates fetal illness, no pregnancy indicates blood stasis. Du Guangting said: A rough pulse seen solely in the Chi position, resembling an intermittent pulse, is a pulse of death."

Then, Old Master Lu asked several more questions in succession, including content from all 11 books that Chen Fan had mentioned earlier.

But no matter which sentence he asked about, Chen Fan could answer fluently.

After testing him for nearly half an hour, Old Master Lu nodded in satisfaction, "The fundamentals are very solid."

Then, looking at him, "Have you studied pulse diagnosis?"

Chen Fan didn't try to hide it and shook his head frankly, "No."

Old Master Lu smiled, "So you only know how to recite books by rote."

Faced with the old gentleman's teasing, Chen Fan didn't take it to heart and chuckled, "That's why I asked Fourth Master to ask for your guidance here."

Old Master Lu laughed heartily, "To know when you know, and to know when you don't know, that is true knowledge. I'm not afraid of you not knowing, I'm only afraid of you not facing the problem squarely."

After a pause, he said, "Traditional Chinese medicine has six major categories of pulses: floating, deep, slow, rapid, deficient, and excess. Each major category is further divided into several types. Some similar pulses, if not diagnosed carefully, will lead to completely opposite conclusions. Therefore, to learn traditional Chinese medicine, you must first calm your heart."

He looked at Chen Fan with a half-smile, "I know you are intelligent and can memorize 11 books in more than two months, even if not photographic memory, it's not far off. But learning clinical practice is different from reciting books. If you sincerely want to learn, I will be here every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday morning for consultations. Occasionally, I will be invited to other places for itinerant consultations. You can follow me when I see patients. Whichever patient I see, you follow along, how about that?"

Chen Fan's eyes flickered slightly, and after pondering for two seconds, he said, "Thank you for your kindness, sir. I am willing to learn from you."

Then, he said somewhat embarrassedly, "However, I am also working as a broadcaster and veterinarian in the team. If there are occasional emergencies and time conflicts, can I ask for leave?"

Hearing this, Old Master Lu waved his hand and smiled, "You have official duties, of course, official duties come first. Even if you can't come temporarily, it's fine."

Saying that, he looked at him meaningfully, "You are not an apprentice here, and I will not teach you my family's skills. I will only teach you the basics of pulse diagnosis and acupuncture. As for other things, you can watch, but I won't explain them, so you don't have to follow my rules."

It can be like this?

Chen Fan smiled sheepishly and nodded, "Then I'll trouble you, old man."

Old Master Lu smiled and nodded, "You can call me Doctor Lu from now on, that's what they all call me."

Chen Fan naturally had no objections, "Okay, Doctor Lu."

Old Master Lu looked at him, "So, do you want to start today, or another day?"

Chen Fan said without hesitation, "Right now."

Anyway, he had nothing to do today, so since he was here, he wouldn't leave.

Old Master Lu didn't say much and pointed to the side, "You sit here and wait for patients to come."

Chen Fan immediately moved a chair and sat at the corner of the table next to him.

Only teaching the basics, allowing watching but not asking, isn't that a nominal disciple?

For traditional Chinese medicine, which requires hand-to-hand transmission, nominal disciples can hardly learn anything real, but Chen Fan is the exception to that "hardly."

If he couldn't empty Old Master Lu's skills, skill board?... Smash it!

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Nanhua Commune has one town and five production brigades, with a total population of more than 30,000 people. In terms of medical resources, in addition to the barefoot doctors in each of the five production brigades, serious illnesses can basically only rely on the town's health center.

The history of Nanhua Health Center is not short. It was first established in the liberated areas in the 1940s, based on the field hospital of the army. After the army withdrew, the team at the time concentrated the remaining doctor apprentices, incorporated quality doctors, and short-term trained nurses, etc., a dozen people in total, to form the rudimentary team of Nanhua Hospital.

After the founding of the country, health centers were to be established in towns and villages across the country. The town transformed that small Nanhua Hospital into Nanhua Health Center. After several expansions, the current Nanhua Health Center has more than 40 medical staff and the office space is three bungalows.

The one facing the road is the outpatient department. Passing through the outpatient department, the building behind a large courtyard is the inpatient department. A wing room is located horizontally between the inpatient department and the outpatient department, which is the logistics office and staff canteen.

Such a small health center has to meet the medical needs of more than 30,000 people in the entire commune, and the burden is heavy.

Therefore, the doctors here not only have to sit in the outpatient department, but also serve as attending physicians in the inpatient department behind, taking care of both ends.

Chen Fan sat next to Doctor Lu for the entire morning. Every time a patient came, Doctor Lu would diagnose them first, and then let Chen Fan take their pulse.

If it were someone else, I'm afraid the patients would have protested long ago.

What do you mean? The old one comes, then the young one comes, am I a guinea pig?

However, these two people in front of them were different. One was Doctor Lu, who was born and raised in Nanhua, even though he had worked in the county town for half his life, he would still return to Nanhua to sit for consultations for two days every month, and had been staying in Nanhua after retirement, contributing his efforts.

The other, although young, was a rising star, using his pen to make Nanhua famous in the Yunhu area, the "Teacher Chen."

As a result, the patients had no objections.

Anyway, with Doctor Lu sitting there to back them up, what was there to be afraid of?

Some patients even struck up conversations with Chen Fan.

"Teacher Chen, you've studied veterinary medicine, and now you're going to study traditional Chinese medicine?"

"Teacher Chen is so versatile, he's already so capable, yet he still wants to learn medicine."

"Ah ha, so Teacher Chen is here to learn medicine, I thought... haha, never mind, never mind."

Chen Fan patiently smiled at everyone.

This was also what Doctor Lu told him, as a medical practitioner, one must not be irritable, because many patients are anxious and come with "Qi." If the doctor is also an impatient person, it could easily lead to a confrontation, even a quarrel, how can they see a doctor?

Moreover, when seeing a patient, one also needs to calm the heart and mind in order to accurately diagnose and effectively prescribe a prescription. If one is easily disturbed, then the diagnosis and prescription will be affected, leading to misjudgment, which is also a great taboo for doctors.

Therefore, seeing the patients chatting with Chen Fan, Doctor Lu did not stop them, but secretly observed without changing his expression. When he saw that Chen Fan's expression remained the same, he nodded secretly and explained the pulse and condition in more detail.

When the morning shift ended, another middle-aged doctor came to take over, and Doctor Lu took Chen Fan to the inpatient department in the back.

There were more than a dozen seriously ill patients living here, including internal medicine, surgery, and orthopedics. The health center only had two Western medicine doctors who graduated from technical secondary schools, who could handle minor illnesses, but were completely powerless for such serious illnesses, so they relied entirely on the old traditional Chinese medicine doctors in the hospital.

Want to ask why these seriously ill patients don't go to the county or even the prefectural hospitals?

Very simple, no money.

Even though the state has been fully promoting rural cooperative medical care since the 1950s, the coverage rate of cooperative medical care across the country has now reached more than 90%.

When seeing a barefoot doctor in the brigade, the individual only bears 20%, and the brigade bears 80%. Some brigades with good conditions even reimburse 100%.

However, seeing a doctor at the commune health center, district health center, and county hospital is basically at one's own expense, and no place will reimburse it.

Moreover, in addition to medical expenses, food and accommodation costs are also a major expense.

It's better to see a doctor at the doorstep, family members can send food and can take turns accompanying the bed. If you go outside, various additional expenses are enough to overwhelm a family. Therefore, basically the commune and county hospitals are the limit for people of this era to see a doctor. Very few people go to hospitals in big cities for treatment, even if there are, they must be people with rich family backgrounds.

But such people are a minority after all, so the place with the most patients in this era is the commune health center/hospital.