Collection of Huaxia: the beginning of the inventory of the top ten ancient figures

Li Shizhen stood up, but the scene in front of him had changed. It was no longer the hospital of later generations, but his Dongbi Hall.

It was already late at night, and the Dongbi Hall was still lit with lanterns, as if it was waiting for Li Shizhen to come back.

Li Shizhen pushed open the door of the East Wall Hall and walked in. In the hall, a boy was sleeping soundly leaning against a pillar. Li Shizhen walked over, gently pushed him, and said, "Go in and sleep."

The boy opened his eyes in a daze, "Sir, good."

The boy walked in, and Li Shizhen and Lin Yi sat in the lobby.

Everything just now seemed like a dream. After a long time, Li Shizhen said with emotion: "So everything is really true just now?"

Lin Yi nodded and said, "Naturally."

Li Shizhen stroked his beard, combed his thoughts, and then said: "I didn't expect the decline of medicine in later generations, but luckily it hasn't stopped."

Li Shizhen looked at Lin Yi with some puzzlement in her eyes, and asked, "Little friend, there must be more than two reasons for the decline of my medicine. Could it be that there are other reasons for the decline of Chinese medicine?"

When Li Shizhen asked such a question, most of the audience in front of the TV laughed angrily. Naturally, it was not because of Li Shizhen, but because of Li Shizhen's question. They were too qualified to answer.

"Hehe, why is it declining? It's because of the rubbish Chinese medicine."

"If you don't know Chinese medicine at all, it's absolutely impossible to go to black Chinese medicine."

"That's right, people who don't understand Chinese medicine at all come to comment that Chinese medicine is not as good as Western medicine. It's really funny."

"Chinese medicine black is really disgusting, very funny."

In the picture, Li Shizhen asked this question, and Lin Yi replied: "Sir, the concepts of Chinese medicine and Western medicine are not very compatible. If there is another reason, it is because the theory of Chinese medicine is too metaphysical. "

Li Shizhen was taken aback, looking at Ji Yi, as if she didn't understand what he was talking about.

"My little friend's meaning doesn't seem to be what the old man understands. What does metaphysics mean? Could it be that it refers to matters involving ghosts and gods, but it is a misleading statement?"

Lin Yi nodded and added: "People of later generations pay attention to science, that is, speaking from facts, but the meridians mentioned in traditional Chinese medicine, as well as the unity of man and nature, cannot be verified. Therefore, people of later generations think that Chinese medicine is not scientific. "

Li Shizhen stood up from his seat. For people of his age, the word science was really difficult to understand, but Li Shizhen still tried his best to think about the meaning of these two words.

After walking for a while, Li Shizhen looked back at Ji Dong with doubts in her eyes.

"Little friend, in the land of China, we have practiced our medicine for thousands of years. Isn't it enough? How can it be said that the theory of ghosts and gods is unscientific? A sage still has a saying, respect ghosts and gods and stay away. Is this statement also wrong? of?"

Lin Yi shook his head, walked up to Li Shizhen, and said, "That's not the case. Later generations pay more attention to empirical evidence. The yin and yang, five elements, and meridians and pulses mentioned in traditional Chinese medicine have no empirical evidence, so later generations say that traditional Chinese medicine is not science."

Li Shizhen looked at Lin Yi. He was from the Ming Dynasty and lived in a very traditional Chinese culture. He couldn't understand many scientific theories of later generations, but according to what Lin Yi said, he sighed and said: "Although the old man is a bit difficult to understand, he can still speculate a little bit. What does my friend mean, the meridians and pulses in our medicine are hard to be seen by people in future generations?"

Lin Yi nodded, and Li Shizhen continued to add: "Future generations, future generations, how can I break my inheritance of traditional Chinese medicine without seeing it? Although the pulse and meridian are invisible to the naked eye, they do exist. Besides, the technique of acupuncture and moxibustion also It is not a technique that needs to be used from time to time, our medicine is more about medical conditioning, from the beginning, people and the heaven and earth will naturally correspond, this is not the theory of ghosts and gods, nor is it superstitious."

Li Shizhen looked at Ji Dong, then shook his head.

"I also feel heartache when I see the medicine of later generations. If it is the predecessors, wouldn't it be even more heartbreaking?"

Li Shizhen frowned and looked at Lin Yi. Facing Lin Yi's words, he couldn't find any rebuttals. After all, he didn't understand why later generations would be obsessed with meridian existence or not. He has practiced medicine for many years, so he naturally believed it. , Now it is impossible for him to question the existence he believed in.

Li Shizhen sighed, then sat on the stool, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, thought of his father, thought of the doctors he had met, thought of many itinerant doctors who treated diseases in the countryside, and those There are countless famous doctors in the classics.

"Seeing people like this in the future, Dongbi feels very sad." Li Shizhen said, looking up at the dark courtyard in front of him, not knowing what to feel in his heart.

Ji Dong stood aside, looked at the darkness in front of him, and said, "Sir, would you like to ask the sages of Xinglin who have been around for thousands of years?"

Li Shizhen was taken aback, looked at Lin Yi, and said, "What do you mean, little friend?"

Lin Yi turned his head and said, "I think sir, I'm afraid I have too many questions in my heart."

Li Shizhen was stunned, and then nodded. He did not deny this point. Chinese medicine has always been the mainstream of Chinese medicine, but it suddenly declined after the emergence of Western medicine in later generations, and the treatment methods of Western medicine, as well as the lack of successors of Chinese medicine, have given a bad impression. He left too many deep impressions and left him with too many questions.

"Little friend is right. I do have a lot of questions. It is useless to ask future generations about these questions. It is better to ask seniors."

As Li Shizhen said, he stood up and walked inside. Lin Yi said from behind, "Where are you going, sir?"

Li Shizhen turned around and said, "I went to write letters to my comrades. I have questions in my mind, so I often ask them."

Lin Yi shook his head with a smile, and said, "Why is this so, sir, please take a look."

Ji Dong turned around and stretched his hand forward. With the movement of his hand, the darkness in front of his eyes suddenly dissipated. The warm spring sunshine in March fell, and a lush apricot forest appeared in front of him.

The sun fell above the apricot grove, and the pink petals became almost transparent under the sun. The petals fell on the ground, were gently blown by the wind, and then fell in front of Ji Dong and Li Shizhen.

Li Shizhen was shocked by the scene in front of him. He stood there, took two steps forward a little excitedly, reached out to catch the petals, and looked at Ji Dong.

"Little friend, if you say you are not a fairy with such methods, I really don't believe it." Li Shizhen's eyes were shining, he walked down the steps and walked to Lin Yi's side, his eyes were shocked.

Standing a little far away, I still feel that the apricot forest in front of me is hazy, seemingly unreal, but standing close, I can clearly feel the fragrance of flowers and a little fragrance of medicine in the air.

Li Shizhen smelled the fragrance and walked slowly into the apricot forest.

The audience looked at the apricot grove and the back of Li Shizhen walking into the forest, and they were unconsciously shocked by this scene.