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Chapter 122

When talking about the existence of medicine in name only and the spread of traditional Chinese medicine to the west, Mr. Zhang looked calm and natural, as if he was talking about an extremely ordinary thing after tea and dinner.

So much so that Xu Guangling forgot about the vermicelli for a while, or put it aside temporarily, but couldn't help but asked: "Teacher, when you mentioned these, it seems that you didn't..."

And nothing?

Emotions such as depression, anger, sadness, etc.

Zhang Lao smiled, and then said with profound meaning: "I would like to say, if you understand Chinese history, you only need to understand a little bit, and you will know that for many things, the rise and fall is really normal.

One of the things in the story, 'The flowers and plants of the Wu Palace were buried in the secluded paths, and the clothes of the Jin Dynasty turned into ancient hills', it is not just about architecture."

"The spread of traditional Chinese medicine to the west is, in any case, a good thing for traditional Chinese medicine itself. Although in the future, after its great rise, it may not be called 'TCM'. In the future, whether it obtains its own independent status or is merged

Integrating into the modern Western medical system, Chinese medicine has only benefits and no disadvantages for itself, and it also has only benefits and no disadvantages for the people."

"As for the situation of traditional Chinese medicine in China," Mr. Zhang paused for a moment before asking Xu Guangling: "I would like to say that in the Qing Dynasty, a man named Weng Ge wrote a poem called "Late Spring".

Have you read it?"

"Don't complain that spring returns early, and the remaining flowers are a little red. Leave the roots in place, and there will be spring breeze every year." Xu Guangling read slowly, and then said: "Teacher, is this the poem you are talking about?"

Zhang Lao nodded, and then said: "If you keep your roots alive, you will have spring breeze every year. This is my attitude towards Chinese medicine."

"Back then, when the country vigorously promoted traditional Chinese medicine, I was happy to see the results from an emotional perspective, but from a rational perspective, I was not optimistic based on my understanding of traditional Chinese medicine. Nowadays, the country's attitude towards traditional Chinese medicine

In fact, it is a sit-and-see attitude, and the public's recognition of traditional Chinese medicine is also declining year by year, but my attitude is not pessimistic."

"Traditional Chinese medicine is actually a very special thing." When Mr. Zhang said this, his expression was very strange, and it contained some emotions that Xu Guangling couldn't understand. "What's so special about it is that the most important thing about traditional Chinese medicine is that

We talk about experience, but we don’t talk about experience at all.”

"Let's take high blood pressure as an example. For example, if we study high blood pressure drugs, under the modern Western medical system, how do we know which drugs are effective and ineffective for high blood pressure? The answer is, we don't know. The only way is to try.

I tried this one, oh, it didn’t work, so I tried another one, just like when Edison experimented with the filament of incandescent lamps, he tried one material after another.”

"So Americans' research in this area is just trying to catch a blind eye. Their research situation and progress are not much better than finding a needle in a haystack."

"But the research in Japan is different. For relevant Japanese researchers, they basically know which drugs may be effective for hypertension and which drugs may not be effective before the trial, and the difference will not be too big. In other words, they

We can preliminarily screen out the medicinal materials that may be effective for hypertension from the vast sea of ​​medicinal materials in a very targeted manner, and then conduct experiments and research on the selected medicinal materials."

"The result is that its research progress is more than ten times faster than in the West."

"Of course, under globalization, no country can truly conduct any research more than ten times faster than other countries." Mr. Zhang said this again, talking about "globalization."

The expression and tone when speaking these words are quite thought-provoking.

After a pause, the old man continued: "Why can Japan do this but the United States can't? It's because Japan can use traditional Chinese medicine for the body and Western medicine for functions, but the United States cannot. Although the United States has also been studying traditional Chinese medicine in recent years, because of the cultural core

Because of the differences, or huge differences, in their ways of thinking, their research results are extremely limited. At this point, we will still have to rely on Chinese Americans in the future. Generally speaking, this will not happen overnight."

"At present, in China, progress is mainly made in the research of traditional Chinese medicine or proprietary Chinese medicine. As for the theory of traditional Chinese medicine itself, let alone research, let alone progress, it cannot even be inherited."

"The fact is that the theory of traditional Chinese medicine is the root of traditional Chinese medicine."

"but!"

Speaking of this, Mr. Zhang's expression was so solemn that it was almost solemn, "The theory of traditional Chinese medicine is a castle in the air, and for most people, it is also a mirage."

Xu Guangling was puzzled.

"Teacher, what do you mean?" Xu Guangling would not think that the castle in the air is fake, not to mention that his teacher himself is the "number one miracle doctor in a thousand years", although this was only said by Mr. Zhang himself, and when he said it

Not very serious, but Xu Guangling had no doubts in his heart.

These days, the lessons that Mr. Zhang taught him every night have made him admire his teacher to the point where he can no longer admire him. It is true that with each passing day, his admiration increases by a few points, and it has increased to now,

There is simply no more to add.

Based on the lecture records of these days, Xu Guangling felt that he could write a book "Treatise on the Causes and Symptoms of Diseases", and it was by no means superficial and general. However, Mr. Zhang told him the day before yesterday that these were just "common sense."

In other words, for his teacher, the things currently taught to him are only equivalent to the "pre-school" content in the national education system.

What’s after preschool? It’s elementary school, junior high school, high school, university, and then graduate school, and graduate school is also divided into several levels. And then, does graduate school reach the top? - No.

Once you reach the top of your postgraduate studies, that’s when real research begins.

Therefore, when Xu Guangling knew that what he had heard these days was just "common sense", the shock in his heart was really difficult to describe in any words.

The only thing that can be said is that his teacher is so strong that he is a bit inhuman.

Mirages also have physical existence.

If the castle in the air is not false, then you probably have to jump into the air to reach it?

Xu Guangling thought this way.

The next moment, what Mr. Zhang said confirmed his random thoughts, "I'm sorry, if I told you a few days ago that the palms of your hands could breathe, what would your attitude be?"

"I dare not deny it, but I can't be sure either." After thinking about it, Xu Guangling said this.

I dare not deny it because the teacher's knowledge is as profound as the sea. Even though what he said is unbelievable, there must be a reason. I cannot be sure because it is too unbelievable and the facts are obviously inconsistent with it. So comprehensively,

Xu Guangling would be skeptical.

"What about now?" Zhang Lao asked again.

Xu Guangling was thoughtful.

"I'd like to say that you are walking up the steps step by step, on the road leading to the 'castle in the sky'." Mr. Zhang looked at Xu Guangling and said.

When he heard this, Mr. Chen, who had been watching from the sidelines, couldn't help it: "He's not walking up step by step, he's just flying there with wings, okay!"

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