After a few cups of tea, Qian Zhongxiang chatted with Chen Fan about traditional Chinese medicine. Chen Fan's answer opened Qian Zhongxiang's eyes. In addition, Chen Fan's views on some pathologies even made Qian Zhongxiang uncomfortable.
Xiang is also unheard of.
Qian Zhongxiang was even more surprised when Chen Fan said that using Qi sensation combined with massage and acupuncture to guide the Qi flow in the patient's body to circulate in fixed meridians to achieve the purpose of curing diseases and saving lives.
This insight was something Qian Zhongxiang had never heard of before, so he asked out of curiosity: "Xiaofan, what is the feeling of Qi you are talking about?"
"This... I'm not very clear about it!" Chen Fan scratched his head in embarrassment and continued: "I only know that Qi is a magical breath that exists in everyone's body. This Qi has the ability to prolong a person's life.
It has miraculous effects on vitality and healing various diseases.”
"Oh!" Listening to this mysterious and mysterious answer, Qian Zhongxiang felt as if he had come from the clouds and gone from the fog. He was completely confused. It was really very different from the traditional Chinese medicine he had learned before.
Looking at the talented Chen Fan, Qian Zhongxiang was also curious about who taught him this disciple, and where did this unique view of traditional Chinese medicine come from?
With curiosity, Qian Zhongxiang couldn't help but ask: "Xiaofan, after talking for so long, you still don't know that you learned medical skills from that expert?"
"I have been learning medical skills from my grandfather since I was a child. It can be regarded as a family tradition!" Chen Fan answered honestly. After all, there is nothing to hide.
"Oh?" Qian Zhongxiang was a little surprised to hear that Chen Fan's medical skills were passed down from family to family. After all, in the current world of Chinese medicine, there are only three families that have medical skills passed down from family to family, but he had never heard of it.
When I saw a family of traditional Chinese medicine surnamed Chen, I immediately said: "Then I don't know what your grandfather's name is? Actually..."
Hearing Qian Zhongxiang ask about his grandfather, Chen Fan's face showed a hint of sadness and his eyes became red...
"This..." Qian Zhongxiang didn't expect it to turn out like this, and for a moment he didn't know whether he should continue to ask.
Feng Youcai on the side saw the sad expression on Chen Fan's face again that he had when he asked about his grandfather. He quickly explained, "Mr. Qian, please stop asking. Xiaofan's grandfather has passed away."
After hearing Feng Youcai's explanation, Qian Zhongxiang said with some self-blame: "Xiaofan, I'm sorry, you see, I've been confused for a while, so please don't forgive me."
"It's okay, I just made you laugh, Mr. Qian." After rubbing his eyes, Chen Fan shook his head, took back the sadness on his face, and said with an innocent smile: "My grandfather's name is Chen Tianfeng."
"Chen Tianfeng?" He repeated in a low voice, trying to find the impression of this name in his memory, but after searching carefully over and over again, he had no impression of this unfamiliar and important name.
Seeing Qian Zhongxiang frowning and thinking about something, Chen Fan knew that he was thinking about his grandfather's name, and immediately said: "Mr. Qian, you don't have to think about it. My grandfather is just a village doctor."
Qian Zhongxiang said with worry and enlightenment: "Oh, no wonder I don't even have any impression. It turns out he is a reclusive master."
"Mr. Qian, you are too complimentary. My grandfather is a hidden master. He is just a barefoot doctor in a small mountain village." Qian Zhongxiang's compliment made Chen Fan feel a little embarrassed.
"Haha." After laughing a few times, Qian Zhongxiang said with a smile: "Okay, okay, instead of talking about these unhappy things, let's change the topic." At this point, Qian Zhongxiang looked at Chen Fan and
Feng Youcai, thinking about how the two of them were chatting and laughing just now, could be said to be brothers, he immediately said: "Why don't you two tell me how you ended the feud and got together!"
"this…"
"actually……"
Chen Fan and Feng Youcai did not expect that they would speak at the same time in such a tacit understanding. They looked at each other and saw Feng Youcai scratching his head and saying, "Let me do it! In fact, Xiaofan and I were on Fenglin Street.
The green river meets the green river. I was planning to catch the train in the morning. Unexpectedly, before I even took a taxi, I saw a child being stung by a poisonous bee. If so, I would..."
After telling the story from beginning to end, Feng Youcai looked at Chen Fan sitting next to him with a smile, and Chen Fan said: "I chatted with Brother Feng by the river for a long time, and then he brought me here.
See you Qian Lao."
"Okay, okay!" After saying "good" three times in a row, Qian Zhongxiang twirled his beard and said with a smile: "People who study medicine should be like this. They must know how to be tolerant and be able to tolerate the world's problems, so that medical skills can be improved to a higher level.
"
Time passed slowly amidst the chatter of the three of them. When they heard Chen Fan mentioning that he had arrived in Binhai City the day before yesterday, and he had no relatives or friends in Binhai City, Qian Zhongxiang and Feng Youcai were both a little a little nervous.
Qian Zhongxiang was surprised. They also talked about Chen Fan's age just now. It's really commendable to have courage to wander alone in this strange big city at such a young age, but it made Qian Zhongxiang a little worried and asked: "Xiao Fan, what are you doing?"
If you come to Binhai City alone like this, you must be careful about everything!"
"Thank you Mr. Qian for your concern, I will pay attention to it!" Mr. Qian's concern made Chen Fan a little touched.
Feng Youcai on the side remembered that when he saw Chen Fan for the first time yesterday, he asked himself whether "Chunhe Hall" was recruiting apprentices. He immediately asked: "By the way, Xiaofan, I remember you came to "Chunhe Hall" yesterday.
I am looking for a job, I wonder if you have found a job now?"
"Yeah!" Chen Fan nodded and said, "I work as a masseur in a leisure center, with food and accommodation included. The salary is pretty good, and I also get commissions."
"Ah?" Feng Youcai on the side couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise, and then asked: "Xiaofan, how could you find that kind of job? Today's leisure centers are not a legitimate industry. With your medical skills, you don't need to find that kind of job.
job!"
Qian Zhongxiang knew a little bit about the current service industry such as leisure centers. Many of them were using the sign of traditional Chinese medicine massage and providing some unfair services. He frowned and said: "Xiao Fan
, I think you should stop doing this kind of job. Just now, Youcai said that you wanted to come to my "Chunhe Hall" as an apprentice yesterday. I don't think it's better than this. How about you quit your current job and come to my "Chunhe Hall" to help.
?”
"This..." Chen Fan didn't know how to decide at the moment. He found this job with great difficulty. Sister Zhao is a pretty good person and gave him a place to settle down. What's more, he only worked for one day.
, if I said I wouldn’t do it, I would really feel a little regretful, so I still shook my head and declined politely: “I can’t afford it, Mr. Qian, thank you for your kindness.”
Qian Zhongxiang still didn't want to give up. When he and Chen Fan talked about traditional Chinese medicine, Qian Zhongxiang knew that the medical skills of the young man in front of him were not ordinary. Considering that he had cured Xiaojie's disease, such a young man had extraordinary abilities.
It was a pity to do such a job, so I persuaded him again: "Xiaofan, don't you think about it? With your medical skills, you are more than enough to be a sitting doctor in my "Chunhe Hall", why do you need to do this?"
A shady service industry?”
"No!" Chen Fan still shook his head and refused Qian Zhongxiang's kindness. No matter how indifferent Chen Fan looked at everything, when he decided to do something, even if he used nine cows to pull it back, he couldn't get it back.
, not to mention that he doesn’t want to owe others anything, especially in terms of favors.
Monetary debts are easy to repay, but debts of favor are never repaid! Chen Fan knew that the old man in front of him was doing it for his own good, but he didn't want to owe him a favor, not to mention that he didn't have a medical qualification certificate. Even if he had,
Chen Fan would not agree. As early as the day his grandfather passed away, Chen Fan had the idea of not becoming a doctor. However, some things that happened during this period made Chen Fan go against this idea again and again...
Seeing that Chen Fan refused without thinking this time, Qian Zhongxiang glanced at Chen Fan doubtfully: "Why?"
"That's right! Xiaofan, Mr. Qian has good intentions! How many medical students want to work under Mr. Qian, but they haven't had the opportunity yet." Feng Youcai on the side helped to persuade.
Chen Fan shook his head and said: "No reason, I just don't want to owe others favors! Grandpa said, "Money debts are easy to repay, but debts of favor are never repaid no matter what!", so I appreciate Mr. Qian's kindness."
"Damn words!" Hearing Chen Fan's explanation, Qian Zhongxiang's beard swung up and down in anger.
Seeing that Qian Zhongxiang was angry, Feng Youcai bumped Chen Fan's shoulder and said: "Xiaofan, how are you talking? If you don't have this ability, Mr. Qian will not sell you this favor, why don't you apologize to Mr. Qian?"
!”
Chen Fan also saw Qian Zhongxiang's chest heaving with anger, and quickly apologized and said: "I'm sorry! Mr. Qian, I didn't mean to be angry with you. But I really don't want to owe you a favor, let alone after my grandfather's death.
When I was young, I had the idea of not becoming a doctor."
As he said that, the sadness on Chen Fan's face appeared again. Chen Fan had always been worried about his grandfather's death. If it weren't for him, his grandfather would not have died! He would not have become a helpless orphan!
"Okay, okay, forget it if you don't want to." Qian Zhongxiang waved his hand when he saw Chen Fan suddenly became sad again. However, when he heard Chen Fan's next sentence, Qian Zhongxiang was very surprised.
Isn't it a waste that the young man has so good medical skills but doesn't want to be a doctor? He straightened up and said, "What happened to Xiaofan that made you have such an idea?"
"Because grandpa can be said to have been killed by me!" Chen Fan said word by word.
"Ah?" Qian Zhongxiang and Feng Youcai exclaimed in surprise.
Looking at the surprised expressions of the two people, Chen Fan fell into the sad memory and said: "My parents killed me when I was born. It was my grandfather who brought me up, provided me with education, and taught me medical skills... I lived a good life..."