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Chapter 144: Hands-On Practice
It turns out that the real "Medicine King Divine Canon" has already been hidden away by her in a certain place. What she carries with her is merely her own insights and annotations from reading the "Medicine King Divine Canon" along with the previous Purple Robe Marquis.
However, for those who do not understand Traditional Chinese Medicine, this is a treasure. The original text of the "Medicine King Divine Canon," written entirely in classical Chinese, would be incomprehensible to an ordinary person even if they got their hands on it.
But now, Yang Ying's notes, through vivid descriptions and quotations, modern language, and easy-to-understand illustrations, make it accessible for those unfamiliar with Traditional Chinese Medicine. It could even serve as a basic introduction to advanced Traditional Chinese Medicine.
When Wei Yuan attempted to read it, he was already captivated. At that moment, he realized that everyone excels in their own field and is a king in that world.
For example, Wei Yuan usually thought that aside from being beautiful and physically impressive, Yang Ying didn't have any other outstanding qualities.
However, after seeing the notes in her hand, Wei Yuan understood that this girl, who was about the same age as him, had remarkable expertise in Traditional Chinese Medicine.
Even as someone who knows nothing about Traditional Chinese Medicine, after flipping through it for just ten minutes, he was completely impressed.
The text contained many theories that seemed profound at first glance, but under Yang Ying's annotations, much of it became easier to understand. Wei Yuan could imagine that if these theories were written in classical Chinese, even if a copy sold for just one dollar, it would likely end up being used as a table mat for playing Mahjong or as toilet paper in the village.
However, with the annotations provided, even someone completely ignorant of Traditional Chinese Medicine could recognize this as a treasure. Wei Yuan felt that if this work were published, it might truly cause a sensation.
It was unfortunate for Shen Qingyi and those traitors from the Purple Robe Pavilion. They bore the shame of betraying their sect and forgetting their roots while still pursuing Yang Ying, determined to seize the "Medicine King Divine Canon" from her hands.
Yet now Yang Ying actually plans to reannotate this book and compile it into a new textbook on Traditional Chinese Medicine for publication so that people all over the world can see it.
How presumptuous!
All their accusations are self-inflicted? If Yang Ying's idea truly comes to fruition within the next decade, then the schemes of these individuals will instantly turn to dust.
One can imagine that they merely hope to acquire the techniques of Acupuncture and ancient formulas within it, hype up Traditional Chinese Medicine, and after riding the wave of its popularity, escape with a fortune while further obscuring the already troubled field of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
Her heart is malicious, disregarding everything for profit; it is such people who have ruined many of China's national treasures.
Of course, such things cannot be changed overnight. Writing a book is not difficult; the challenge lies in whether the public will buy it and whether they dare to believe it.
To put it bluntly, the current situation is akin to the Lion King Tournament in the Huang Feihong series, with Jet Li's passionate lines: "To showcase our people's might, we hold this Lion King Tournament. Countless lives are lost, yet before the world, we have all lost. In the eyes of the people, we must not only practice martial arts to strengthen ourselves against foreign enemies but also broaden our avenues for expression. The integration of wisdom and martial prowess is the true path to national prosperity and strength. A mere title cannot change the fate of a nation; I hope you consider this carefully. This gold medal is a token for you."
This was a line that Wei Yuan remembered clearly from a movie he watched during his time at Gu Jing's Video Store. The young Xu Ke was exceptionally talented, and this line transcended its era; it remains applicable today.
The fictional image of Huang Feihong advocates ideas that were once the original ethos of the Purple Robe Pavilion, which has gradually been obliterated. Is it feasible for a twenty-year-old girl to carry on and promote such ideals by herself?
Wei Yuan did not know; he was worried about another issue: the people's ignorance.
Even now, there are still so-called health practitioners claiming mung beans can cure all ailments, and many people fall victim to these scams. Coupled with past so-called real masters, these charlatans are as numerous as fish in a river, endlessly profiting and disappearing.
Meanwhile, those who genuinely wish to promote traditional Chinese medicine have become like street rats, universally scorned. This stark disparity made Wei Yuan begin to regret involving Yang Ying; how could a girl bear such a heavy burden?
However, once Yang Ying's enthusiasm was ignited, extinguishing it became difficult: "You take this notebook first; use it as a foundation to learn. You should grasp the basics quickly."
Wei Yuan took the annotated notes on the Medicine King Divine Canon that she handed him and immediately felt the weight of what he held in his hands—absolute trust and the ideals and passion of a young girl.
He felt he should find a way to help Yang Ying; he couldn't let her fight alone.
Yet there were many issues facing Wei Yuan: absorbing Spiritual Energy had weakened his physique; retaking a thousand-meter run would be deadly; there was only one month left until the college entrance examination; would his Repairing Ability's Third Form work? His old legs were still waiting for him to heal them; he had yet to avenge Xu Feng's grudge, and opportunities had not yet arisen.
All scheduling was tight; for now, he could only support Yang Ying mentally. A concrete plan would require time to conceive and substantial funding to support—it was all just beginning.
What Wei Yuan could do was thoroughly understand and apply the notes given by this remarkable girl; he couldn't let her down. As one of the first people she taught—also an ignorant member of the public regarding traditional Chinese medicine—if Wei Yuan learned successfully, it would encourage Yang Ying's confidence as well.
Everything else still required time for planning. Wei Yuan couldn't rush this matter, but Yang Ying was already full of confidence and immediately arranged her plans: "I plan to go out for Free Clinic first, then publish articles on various major websites. After that, I haven't figured out what to do next."
Wei Yuan reminded, "Don't rush, take it slow."
"I can wait, but Traditional Chinese Medicine cannot."
At this moment, Yang Ying sounded like a voice of a proletarian revolutionary, embodying the determination of "If I don't go to hell, who will?" She was resolute, fearing that even ten oxen couldn't pull her back.
With fervor and righteousness, she was ready to sacrifice herself.
Wei Yuan felt that if he continued to stop her, he would be like a historical sinner. To avoid being crushed by the oncoming wheels of change, he decisively chose to stand on the side of justice.
However, after shouting such slogans, the specific plan was still vague. Wei Yuan could only start with the matters at hand. After taking over Yang Ying's notebook, he was prepared to temporarily withdraw from Yang Ying's room, which had been their base during their time on the same front.
Due to his foot injury, Liu Lei and Lan Xue decided to let him take a three-day leave to rest at home while bringing him back. So Wei Yuan had nothing to do during these days.
Facing the upcoming college entrance examination, every student was in a tense state of preparation. Yet this guy Wei Yuan was studying Yang Ying's notes instead.
It seemed that the various acupuncture methods, medicinal formulas, and health maintenance techniques inside were more important than the college entrance exam.
During this time, Lan Xue had suggested visiting him, but Wei Yuan refused her. What a joke?
There were still two girls living here; although Yang Ying and Han Ling were innocent with him, who would believe such nonsense?
Although Wei Yuan knew that Lan Xue was not a jealous person, he still tried to avoid such situations and could only find a casual excuse to brush it off.
Thus, Wei Yuan began his journey of learning Traditional Chinese Medicine. He could only use medical skills as a cover to conveniently apply his Third Form's Restorative Power as a smokescreen for human repair.
However, gradually he found himself becoming interested in Traditional Chinese Medicine. Especially after reading Yang Ying's notes with their simplified annotations and real-life analyses, he began to understand and appreciate its necessity.
Traditional Chinese Medicine's approach to maintaining and balancing the human body has a long history and is far beyond what Western medicine can compare to.
Of course, what Wei Yuan needed to do was familiarize himself with the operational methods; the real healing of patients would still rely on his Repairing Ability. Moreover, he did not intend to rely on this for a living; it was just something he could use when needed.
For three hours, aside from eating and sleeping, Wei Yuan was completely absorbed in Yang Ying's annotations on the "Medicine King Divine Canon." While marveling at the ancient medical knowledge, he also began to understand some aspects of human anatomy and the principles of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
This was largely thanks to Yang Ying's notes, which were written with a daughter's perspective. The language was very engaging, allowing Wei Yuan to laugh out loud during his study of medicine.
Wei Yuan had a rather impatient mindset, and since his true purpose was not to learn Traditional Chinese Medicine to treat his mother's leg, after only grasping the basics of Acupuncture, he began to feel restless.
During these three hours, aside from focusing on the annotated notes, he also spent his spare time on the Snow White Fat Cat. The effects of the repair surgery he performed on it were already quite evident.
After three hours, both his foot injury and the scratches on the Snow White Fat Cat showed significant improvement. Although there wasn't an immediate effect, it was certainly much stronger than typical medication.
Moreover, there were no side effects during this time, which allowed Wei Yuan to relax a bit. However, he still hesitated to fully utilize the Restorative Power of the Third Form on others.
Especially when it came to family or friends, he knew he had to be extremely cautious, so he needed to observe for a while longer.
However, having learned the Acupuncture techniques from those annotated notes, Wei Yuan was no longer satisfied practicing on the Wooden Figurine provided by Yang Ying. After careful consideration, he decided to seek out his master for hands-on practice.
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