Xu Yan rested for a night at his grandfather's house.

The next morning, he said goodbye to his grandfather and uncle, took his little servant out of the city and returned home by boat.

Xu Yan's trip to Hangzhou yielded considerable rewards. He expanded Miaofengtang's business in the city, made a splash at the Gushan Poetry Festival, took the renowned Shen Mingchen as his apprentice, had a chance encounter with a Grandmaster, and connected with Hong Miaoyun, daughter of the prestigious Xixi Hong family in Qiantang...

At this moment, he couldn't wait to return home and share the joy of family with his parents.

It was early winter and the weather was very cold. Xu Yan stayed in the cabin all day and didn't want to show his head until the boatman docked at the Dinghai County pier.

He paid the money and got off the boat with the little servant.

It’s not far from the pier to the Xu family’s house, but Xu Yan is eager to go home and doesn’t want to delay for a moment.

The moment he stepped into the gate of Xu's mansion, he felt extremely relaxed and comfortable.

Maybe this is the meaning of home.

Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family even more during the holidays.

Hangzhou is nice, but it is not home after all.

But when Xu Yan returned home, he felt that the atmosphere was a little off.

There was a bleak atmosphere in the mansion, and the servants who saw the scene all had serious expressions and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Xu Yan hurried to look for his father, only to find out that his father had fallen ill.

After some questioning, the mother finally revealed that Xu Yan's father, Xu Huaiyuan, had caught a cold ten days ago.

At that time, the Xu family did not take it too seriously and asked a doctor to see the patient. The doctor just said that the patient should take some medicine according to the prescription and rest for a while.

But who knew that Xu Huaiyuan's condition became more and more serious, to the point where he could not get out of bed.

Xu Chen wanted to write to Xu Yan several times, but Xu Huaiyuan stopped her for fear that his son would worry.

It was only now that Xu Yan knew the truth.

The ancients often said, "Do not travel far away from your parents."

What I am afraid of is this situation.

Xu Yan felt extremely guilty and knelt at the head of the bed, holding his father's hand tightly.

Now Xu Huaiyuan was unconscious and pale. Xu Yan was very worried.

"Mom, is the doctor's prescription still there?"

"They are all warming and nourishing medicines. Would you like to take a look, son?"

Xu Chen sighed.

Xu Yan nodded.

Xu Chen went to get the prescription and handed it to Xu Yan.

Xu Yan unfolded it and saw that they were all warming and tonic medicines, and he couldn't help but frown.

Although he didn't know much about medicine, he knew that there were many types of colds.

Now my father has been taking medicine for a long time but his condition has not improved. Instead, it has become more serious. It must be that the medicine is not suitable for him.

My father was harmed by a quack doctor.

"Mother, have you only hired one doctor these days?"

Xu Yan said anxiously.

Mrs. Xu Chen shook her head and sighed, "We've consulted three or five doctors in total, and they all prescribed similar prescriptions. But your father's condition hasn't improved after taking them."

Xu Yan secretly hated in his heart, these quack doctors are really hateful.

"But yesterday, a man named Shen Mingchen came to the mansion to look for you. He learned that your father was ill and said he wanted to go back to Yin County to invite a famous doctor."

Shen Mingchen?

Xu Yan was stunned for a moment. Then he realized that Shen Mingchen must have returned to Yin County and figured it was almost time for him to return to Dinghai County, so he made a special trip here.

Unexpectedly, it happened to be the time when Xu Yan's father fell ill.

But when Xu Yan was feeling upset, the little servant came to report that Shen Mingchen had arrived.

This is really like speaking of Cao Cao, Cao Cao appears.

Although Xu Yan was in a bad mood, he had to see Shen Mingchen since he had come all the way here.

He then ordered Shuangxi to invite Shen Mingchen here directly.

The little servant nodded and ran away.

Not long after, he brought Shen Mingchen over, accompanied by a doctor carrying a medicine box.

This doctor looks very young. Although he has a short beard, he doesn't look like he is forty years old.

A famous doctor under forty years old?

Xu Yan always felt that it was a little unreliable.

Shen Mingchen first bowed to Xu Chenshi, then bowed to Xu Yan and said, "Well... well, Master Xu is back too. Yesterday, I came to Dinghai County to look for you, and happened to see that your father was ill, so I hurried back to Yin County to find a doctor."

After a brief pause, he turned to the doctor beside him and introduced him, "This is Mr. Gao, the son of Mr. Gu Mei, the famous doctor in Ningbo Prefecture. He has never liked to travel around and only practices in Yin County. Fortunately, my Shen family has a long history with him, and we persuaded him to come. Why not let him see your father?"

Mr. Gumei?

Xu Yan felt that the name seemed very familiar. After thinking for a long time, he realized that Mr. Gu Mei was Gao Wu, a famous doctor in the Ming Dynasty and the author of many medical classics such as "Acupuncture and Moxibustion Collection", "Acupuncture and Moxibustion Essentials", and "The Authentic Book of Smallpox"?

In Xu Yan's impression, Gao Wu had only one son, named Gao Zhizhai.

Gao Zhizhai was also very famous. Not only did he inherit his father's legacy, he also wrote books such as "Lingshu Zhaizhu".

It can be said that a good father likes a good son, and all the children in the family are famous doctors.

"Excuse me, sir, are you Gao Zhizhai?"

Doctor Gao nodded slightly.

Xu Yan couldn't help but be ecstatic.

While most people may not have heard of Gao Gumei, she is undoubtedly well-known within the TCM community. This figure played a crucial role in the development of TCM acupuncture, contributing to its continued success and refinement.

During the Ming Dynasty, the development of acupuncture and moxibustion fell into a low ebb.

Gao Gumei, however, held a different opinion.

He believed that the idea that "the art of saving lives lies solely in medicine, and therefore acupuncture and moxibustion should be abandoned and ignored" was absolutely unacceptable. People at the time "were helpless and felt ashamed of their own lack of skills when medicine could not cure them," which was due to their excessive reliance on medication and neglect of acupuncture.

He pointed out that "acupuncture, moxibustion, and medicine are all part of the doctor's job", "only when acupuncture, moxibustion, and medicine are combined can one talk about medicine", and "a good doctor is one who uses acupuncture, moxibustion, and medicine according to the disease."

Since Gao Zhizhai inherited Gao Gumei's legacy, he should also be an expert in acupuncture.

"Please, sir, save my father."

Xu Yan bowed deeply to Gao Zhizhai.

Seeing that the young man was polite and courteous, Gao Zhizhai nodded and said, "I will do my best."

Xu Yan quickly made way to let Gao Zhizhai examine his father.

But Doctor Gao sat down beside the bed, took out the medicine box and took out a small box from it.

When he opened the box, he found silver needles of various sizes neatly inserted inside.

Xu Yan and Xu Chen both subconsciously took a breath.

Although acupuncture is considered a traditional treatment method in Traditional Chinese Medicine, people in the Ming Dynasty were still quite resistant to it.

Xu Yan noticed his mother's reaction in time, tugged at her sleeve, and signaled her to calm down.

Only then did Xu Chen swallow the words that were about to come out of her mouth.

There is a sequence in learning, and everyone has their own specialization.

When it comes to professional matters like medicine, Xu Yan still chooses to fully trust Gao Zhizhai.

After all, the Gao family is considered a prominent family in the medical field.

Leave professional matters to professionals, they just need to watch quietly and not cause trouble.

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