Siheyuan: The beauty Xueru Huizhen, the birds are jealous

Qi Baishi is famous for his unique painting style and exquisite calligraphy and seal carving skills. Cheng Dieyi is the soul of "Farewell My Concubine" and his superb acting skills are breathtaking.

"Meet Master Qi, meet Mr. Cheng." Yang Ming bowed respectfully to the two. Qi Baishi and Cheng Dieyi also nodded slightly in return.

Then, Yang Ming took out the "Hundred Herbal Classics" from his arms and presented it to Sun Renxiang with both hands: "Mr. Sun, I have mastered all the knowledge in this book. Now, I will return it to you."

When this statement came out, not only Sun Renxiang, but also Qi Baishi and Cheng Dieyi were surprised. They thought Yang Ming was just a potential disciple of Sun Renxiang, but they didn't expect him to be so confident in claiming that he had completely mastered the essence of "Hundred Herbal Classics".

However, they did not despise Yang Ming because of this. Instead, they were more curious about what was so special about this young man that he could so confidently claim that he had mastered such profound medical skills.

In the long history of medical inheritance, countless doctors have spent their entire lives trying to find a suitable successor to pass on their medical skills. Sun Renxiang is one of them. He is already in his fifties, but he still has not found a disciple who can inherit the essence of his medical skills.

However, Yang Ming's appearance was like a ray of light, illuminating this long road of search. Although he was young, he confidently claimed that he had deeply understood the essence of the "Catalogue of Materia Medica". Although Sun Renxiang had been despised by young people before, he did not immediately deny Yang Ming's words this time.

Sun Renxiang knew that he himself did not truly comprehend the mysteries of the Classic of Materia Medica until he was nearly 40 years old, and through decades of practice, he put it to good use. He could not help but wonder what was so extraordinary about this young man.

Therefore, Sun Renxiang decided to test Yang Ming himself. He asked several questions closely related to the Classic of Materia Medica, and Yang Ming answered them in detail and accurately, which impressed Sun Renxiang. He secretly marveled in his heart that perhaps he had really met a medical genius.

However, Sun Renxiang was not satisfied with this. He knew that the sea of ​​medical skills was unfathomable and there were always higher peaks waiting to be climbed. In order to keep Yang Ming humble, he decided to set another level.

"Can you take the pulse of Mr. Qi and Mr. Cheng to see if they have any hidden illness?" Sun Renxiang asked.

Yang Ming nodded in agreement, and then turned to Qi Baishi and Cheng Dieyi. He respectfully felt their pulses, carefully observed their tongue coating and complexion, and asked about some relevant situations. After careful consideration, Yang Ming finally came to a conclusion.

"Mr. Sun," Yang Ming said respectfully, "Mr. Qi is in good health, but he has been a little tired recently and has some insomnia. He suffered from heart disease when he was young, but now he is well taken care of, so there is no need to worry too much."

Qi Baishi was surprised when he heard this. He looked at Sun Renxiang, who just shook his head slightly, indicating that he had never disclosed his illness.

"So what about Mr. Cheng?" Sun Renxiang continued to ask.

"Mr. Cheng's condition is even more worrying," Yang Ming said seriously, "His body has been corroded by opium. If he doesn't quit and recuperate in time, his life may be in danger."

As soon as these words came out, Cheng Dieyi's face turned pale instantly. He knew that his physical condition was not good, but he never thought it would be so serious. He looked at Yang Ming, his eyes full of gratitude and admiration.

Seeing this, Sun Renxiang was also filled with emotion. He knew that he had really found a rare medical genius this time.

He decided to pass on his medical skills to Yang Ming without reservation, so that he could become the successor of his medical skills.

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However, Boss Cheng's real troubles were not what they seemed. Yang Ming suddenly changed the subject, with an elusive look on his face.

Cheng Dieyi, the shining star in the opera world, showed some doubts and exploration at this moment, "Oh? Then, Mr. Yang, can you give me some advice? What is my real problem?"

Yang Ming took a deep breath and said slowly: "This trouble, if we use the terminology of traditional Chinese medicine, can be called a heart disease. But if we look at it from the perspective of Western medicine, it is called - the pressure of the heart and soul."

"The burden on the soul?" All three people present were stunned. Even the famous Sun Renxiang had never heard of such a statement.

"That's right." Yang Ming continued to explain, "This mental pressure often manifests itself as a lasting low mood, and it is easy to fall into deep depression, and even produce a sense of self-denial, pain, and despair, as if fighting against endless darkness every day. In more serious cases, hallucinations, delusions, and even thoughts of suicide may arise."

After hearing this, Cheng Dieyi's heart trembled, as if the secret deep in his heart had been touched. He had been working in the opera world since he was young, and had experienced countless hardships and tribulations. He had accumulated too much sorrow and pain in his heart. Especially the complicated relationship between him and his senior brother Duan Xiaolou, which made him feel even more tormented.

"Mr. Yang is right." Cheng Dieyi sighed softly, "I may really be trapped by this mental pressure."

He smiled slightly, but that smile was filled with a bit of sadness and tenderness, which made people feel pity. Seeing this, Yang Ming couldn't help but sigh in his heart that although Cheng Dieyi was a man, he had the tenderness and sadness of a woman.

"Then, Mr. Yang, how can we relieve this mental pressure?" Cheng Dieyi finally couldn't help asking.

Yang Ming pondered for a moment and said slowly: "Heart disease needs to be treated with the heart. Although I cannot directly relieve the pressure on your heart, I suggest that Boss Cheng can change his environment, get in touch with more new things, and cultivate some new interests. However, the real way to liberation requires Boss Cheng to untie the shackles of his heart himself."

Hearing this, Cheng Dieyi shook his head gently, "It's not easy to unlock the shackles in your heart. Unless..." He didn't finish his words and fell into deep thought again. But Yang Ming understood that behind this "unless", there must be Cheng Dieyi's deepest expectations and helplessness.

Yang Ming seems to have extraordinary insight and can easily see into the depths of people's hearts.

In particular, he has a unique view on the emotional entanglement between Duan Xiaolou and Juxian. He hopes that Duan Xiaolou can break free from the shackles of emotion and devote all his attention to the performance of opera.

However, the world is always unpredictable, and human hearts are even more unpredictable.

Cheng Dieyi's ambition was always firm, and he longed to spend his life with opera. But reality was like a violent storm, ruthlessly destroying his fragile dream.

In the end, he may have no choice but to end his short but glorious life in a tragic way, just like Yu Ji in the play.