Chinese medicine: from rural hospitals to top three hospitals in Kyoto

"Has there been no problem before?" Lin Yuanping asked.

“It was fine before.”

Yanping Xuedao: "Although I am a writer, I still pay attention to my health. Even when I am writing, after writing for an hour or so, I will get up and walk around, stretch my body, and look into the distance..."

Yan Pingxue couldn't help laughing when he said this: "So, I have been writing for so many years, and I don't have any occupational diseases like others say, such as cervical spondylosis, and my eyesight is also good."

"It seems that Mr. Yan knows how to maintain his health." Shi Zhanjun said with a smile.

"For writing, you must know a lot and read a lot. I read all kinds of books, novels, essays, Chinese studies, traditional Chinese medicine, etc. I read all the books that can be read. I also know a little about traditional Chinese medicine and astrology..."

Yan Pingxue smiled and said, "I think writers are just a hodgepodge. They know a lot, but none of them is profound. A full bottle does not make a sound, but a half-full bottle does not make a sound."

"Mr. Yan, you are too modest to say that. How can a literary work be half-baked? You are the only Mao Dun Literature Prize winner in Fenghai City. You are a great writer." Lin Yuanping also said with a smile.

The Mao Dun Literature Prize is the highest award in domestic literature. What Yan Pingxue said just now was naturally a humble statement.

"Haha, let's get back to the topic. I'm here to see a doctor today. If you want to discuss literature, you can come to my house next time and we can have a good chat." Yan Pingxue laughed.

"Let me feel your pulse first." Lin Yuanping said as he asked Yan Pingxue to put his arm on the desk and stretched out his hand for Yan Pingxue to feel his pulse.

To be honest, Lin Yuanping was a little nervous at the moment. He was very clear about his own level. When he went to Jialin County before, Lin Yuanping relied on his identity as the chief physician of the Municipal Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine and could pretend to be cool. But in Fenghai City, in front of Yan Pingxue, Lin Yuanping really couldn't pretend.

Lin Yuanping's mentality when he went to Jialin County was actually a bit similar to Zeng Yunhui's mentality when he came to Shanzhou Province. After all, he came from a big city.

The top students from the key classes of famous universities go to rural primary schools. Naturally, they feel that they are the undisputed academic masters and look down on others.

But Yan Pingxue has been in Jinjiang City for many years, so he must know many high-level doctors. Lin Yuanping also knew that if Yan Pingxue had not been in Fenghai City since the beginning of the year and had not returned to the provincial capital, he would not have been the one to get sick this time.

While feeling Yan Pingxue's pulse, Lin Yuanping was considering the matter.

A doctor of Lin Yuanping's caliber actually had only average physical examination skills. In addition, Yanping had always been in good health before he started studying medicine, and now apart from sweating, he had no other problems. This made Lin Yuanping a little confused for a moment.

It is said that Chinese medicine emphasizes the integration of the four examinations. If diagnosis is regarded as solving a case, then the four examinations of observation, auscultation, questioning and palpation are the ways for doctors to obtain clues. The more clues obtained, the closer they are to the truth.

Moreover, the four examinations can sometimes be inferred from each other and are interrelated, but Lin Yuanping did not get many clues from his previous inquiries, and now taking the pulse also made Lin Yuanping feel unconfident.

After about seven or eight minutes, Lin Yuanping loosened his wrist and pondered for a moment.

"Miss Wen, would you like to take a look too?"

Suddenly, Lin Yuanping saw Wen Manlu beside him and asked her with a smile.

"Thank you, Director Lin."

Wen Manlu smiled slightly and said, "Then I'll try."

Lin Yuanping hurriedly made way for Wen Manlu. Wen Manlu sat down and put her fingers on Yan Pingxue's wrist. Yan Pingxue didn't say anything and still looked very relaxed.

After about five or six minutes, Wen Manlu released Yan Pingxue's wrist and said slowly: "From the pulse, Teacher Yan has a hyperactive Shaoyin pulse, which is a sign of over-exertion."

"Overworked?" Yan Pingxue was stunned and asked, "You mean, I've been overthinking about my new book recently, so I've been sweating a lot, is it because of my excessive heart and liver fire?"

Just now Yanping Xue said that he knew a little about Chinese medicine, and it seems that he was not wrong.

"Yes."

Wen Manlu said: "The heart is the liquid level of sweat, and the heart controls the mind. If you think too much about the mind, it will force sweat out."

After a pause, Wen Manlu continued, "The heart governs consciousness, and the liver governs thinking. Excessive thinking can cause liver heat to boil, and wood heat can cause fat to flow. Liver heat is more like sweating."

Yan Pingxue was a little surprised. She didn't expect that Wen Manlu was such a powerful girl. This statement made a lot of sense.

After Wen Manlu said this, Yan Pingxue immediately understood that he had been racking his brains for his new book since the beginning of the year.

As a writer, one certainly hopes that his or her works will be better than the previous ones. Many writers have said in interviews that their best work will be the next one.

That being said, writing is not that easy.

Traditional writers like Yan Pingxue are not like online writers. A long book may take them three to five years to write, and all of them are handwritten and revised.

Yan Pingxue is already 63 years old this year. At his age, it is very difficult for him to write another masterpiece in his lifetime.

Therefore, Yan Pingxue has indeed devoted a lot of effort to his new book. Wen Manlu said that he thought too much about it and used his mind and consciousness, which is indeed very effective.

Lin Yuanping next to her also looked at Wen Manlu in surprise.

When Lin Yuanping took Wen Manlu and Yao Xinting to visit the department before, he found that Wen Manlu was extraordinary, and the temperament of Wen Manlu was indeed not something that ordinary people could have.

So just now Lin Yuanping just asked Wen Manlu tentatively, but he didn't expect that Wen Manlu could really hit the nail on the head.

Lin Yuanping knew Chen Yang's level, which was very impressive. He didn't expect that Chen Yang's friends were also so capable. It was true that birds of a feather flock together.

"Girl, your last name is Wen?" Yanping asked Wen Manlu.

"Yeah." Wen Manlu nodded.

"I can hear that you speak with a Kyoto accent. Who is you, Mr. Wen Xiuping?" Yanping asked.

"It's my grandfather." Wen Manlu said.

"No wonder."

Yan Pingxue smiled and said, "No wonder you are so skilled at such a young age. It turns out that you are the granddaughter of Master Wen. You are from a famous family. You are amazing."

She is from Kyoto and has such high level of skills at such a young age. Yan Pingxue asked her tentatively, but he didn't expect that she was really the granddaughter of Wen Xiuping.

Wen Xiuping is a great doctor and a national-level expert in traditional Chinese medicine.

Lin Yuanping was also quite surprised. He never expected that one of Chen Yang’s two friends was actually Wen Xiuping’s granddaughter.

Before, when he was in Jialin County, Lin Yuanping was frightened by Chen Yang’s background. Chen Yang was Wu Yaolin’s apprentice, so Lin Yuanping sold Feng Shuping directly in order to protect himself.

But now it seems that Chen Yang's background is far more than that. Compared with Wen Xiuping, Wu Yaolin is really nothing.