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Chapter 722 Medicine and Literature

Chen Changsheng occasionally does this when he is not busy.

There are only so many principles, and naturally there will be times when you get stuck as you write.

And he was very enthusiastic at first, but as he wrote, he discovered the problem.

Because he found that no matter how many principles he wrote, he could not escape one problem in the end, that is, not necessarily anyone would recognize these principles as correct.

Principles are always written by people, but everyone's understanding is different. In such a situation where books are closed, there may be only a few people who can see these principles, because their thoughts may have been changed long ago.

In this chaotic world and dirty human nature, the words in the book are just words.

After working hard for three or four days, it was finally because of foreign objects that Chen Changsheng came up with the idea of ​​starting over.

Mr. Zhou abandoned medicine to pursue literature, hoping to change people's minds, but this road was particularly bumpy. Previous people had already had experience, but even with the experience, implementation was still bumpy.

"What are you thinking about?"

Chen Changsheng came back to his senses. He looked at Du Aniang in front of him and said, "It's just that there are some things that I don't understand."

Du Aniang lowered her head and asked, "Where?"

Chen Changsheng said: "Actually, it's still about books."

"oh……"

Du Aniang crossed her hands and said, "To put it bluntly, this book may not be of much use."

Chen Changsheng nodded and said, "Yes, I also thought of this."

"You can change your thinking."

"uh-huh?"

"It's better to be more pragmatic."

"What about?" Chen Changsheng asked.

Du Aniang said: "Getting some medical records or something is not much more useful than this thing."

Chen Changsheng was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

He has indeed ignored this issue. It is true that thought is the first key to changing people, but what is lacking in the world today...is the hope of living.

No one can live anymore, so how should we accept these ideas?

Chen Changsheng felt like an idiot at this moment. He tried to see the world clearly from a bird's-eye view, but he forgot about the evil hidden in the darkness.

Mr. Zhou gave up medicine and followed literature. It is true that medical skills cannot save the world, but if there is no medical skills to save people, then who will care about those articles.

"Chen understands."

Chen Changsheng sighed and said thank you.

Du Aniang paused and said, "You don't really study medicine, do you? I just said it casually."

Chen Changsheng smiled and said, "I'm not writing a medical book, but your words made me understand what the problem is."

Du Aniang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good."

She looked at Chen Changsheng, paused and said, "But having said that, I still don't quite understand what the point of doing this is."

"I always thought that this was how he was in the world."

Chen Changsheng said: "Only when you have seen the peace of the world, can you understand how sick the world has become today. When you are sick, you need to take medicine. Medicines come from people. After all, it is people who change everything. One person's

The power is indeed weak, but the biggest characteristic of people is that they can hug together. Having such a group of people is like all kinds of medicine mixed together, so that they can become a prescription to cure the corresponding disease."

Du Aniang couldn't help but be stunned for a moment after hearing these words. After coming back to her senses, she said: "Senior, you seem to be a great master."

Chen Changsheng smiled and said, "It's called knowing how to blow."

"blow?"

"Yeah, bragging."

Du Aniang laughed immediately after hearing this.

What did she think it meant?

Chen Changsheng saw her laughing and slapping the table, so he said: "No matter if it's true or not, I won't brag and people won't believe what you say is true or false."

"Isn't that just a lie?"

"It's just a lie." Chen Changsheng said: "Because there is no absolute truth or falsehood in this world, especially when it comes to people. Sometimes, only coaxing and deceiving can make people believe something."

Du Aniang's smile gradually faded.

Very strange.

She suddenly felt that what her senior said made sense.

It seems to be true. People in this world believe in things based on their feelings. If they feel true, then they are true.

Indeed, there is no final conclusion as to whether it is true or false.

Just like just now, she inexplicably felt that Chen Changsheng was a great scholar. Based on her feelings, she had already convinced Chen Changsheng's words. No matter how unconventional he said, she would still feel it in her heart.

Can't help but waver.

Chen Changsheng put the half-written truth back into his sleeves.

It probably won't move again in the near future.

He took out another book and started writing something that didn't seem serious, but was particularly useful.

The content in the book is very simple.

That is to teach people how to survive in such a troubled world.

Until the wine shop is about to close.

Chen Changsheng planned to say goodbye.

Today he asked for an extra bottle of wine.

"Chen will leave here early tomorrow."

Du Aniang paused and asked, "Are you leaving now? Don't you want to write your stuff?"

Chen Changsheng said: "You will know how to write it after reading it."

Du Aniang understood and asked, "Then how to go?"

"Follow the Tongtian River to Qingshan City to have a look, then go south to see the old place, and finally go north to Shangjing."

"Isn't that a trap?"

"Almost."

"Then we still have to go back?"

Du Aniang asked.

Chen Changsheng thought for a moment and said, "Maybe it will, maybe it won't, I can't tell."

Du Aniang nodded and then said: "If you come here again, remember to come and drink. I have a lot of wine and I can't finish it."

"good."

Chen Changsheng agreed.

But he didn't know when he would see him again.

Returned to Long Zhongzheng’s home.

Longzhong saw Chen Changsheng returning with an extra bottle of wine.

He asked.

Chen Changsheng said: "I will leave after drinking. Today is also my farewell. Thank you for taking me in these days."

Long Zhongzheng felt a little uncomfortable when he heard this.

He couldn't bear to leave this friend.

In this huge city of Ximing, he was always alone, with few people to talk to. Now he met someone, but he was in such a hurry.

"Let's go, go and do your business."

Long Zhongzheng said: "I can feel that you have something you must do."

People like him are always like this, and they won't say it even if they don't want to.

Chen Changsheng smiled and said, "I will come back later."

Long Zhongzheng breathed a sigh of relief and said: "I don't know if I can live long enough to see you again, or if I will be drafted one day and die by the sword."

Chen Changsheng shook his head and said: "If you encounter difficulties, go to the shopkeeper Du of the wine shop and say that Chen asked you to go."

Long Zhongzheng looked at him and said, "Why are you so embarrassed? I owe you a lot of personal favors."

"What favor?"

"Wine!"

Chen Changsheng was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then he laughed.

Long Zhongzheng is also a serious person.

He does look a bit like that old man Yan.


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