Song Yan didn't know what happened to Leng's mother afterward, and even if she had the chance to find out, she wouldn't inquire. Because it was something that never happened in the first place.
At this moment, Song Yan was looking at Gu Yansong sitting next to her.
Gu Yansong noticed, "Is there something you need?"
Song Yan: "Professor Gu, is Leng Zhaogang's elder a patient of yours?"
Upon hearing Song Yan's words, Gu Yansong's expression became extremely unnatural. Song Yan was certain that Gu Yansong had stirred up the trouble.
Since the other person involved in the incident did not show any interest in him, how could he go to his parents and gossip about him?
Then there's Gu Yansong.
Today, when Song Yan mentioned Gu Yansong, Leng Zhaogang's mother neither confirmed nor denied it.
Gu Yansong: "Not only Leng Zhaogang's elders, but Duan Xueting's elders are also my patients."
Song Yan didn't want to listen and turned his head away.
Gu Yansong: Is she unhappy? Does she know that the Leng family disagrees?
What kind of status does the Leng family have! These young girls nowadays are so arrogant and ignorant!
Officer Han, sitting in the front, didn't hear what was said clearly, but he did hear the Leng family mentioned. We'll ask the soldiers in the back what they heard later, and then we'll tell Secretary Fang.
Song Yan and Gu Yansong switched vehicles midway through the journey, and their eyes were also blindfolded. Upon arrival at their destination, they got out of the car, and only then were the blindfolds removed.
The sudden light in the darkness was blinding. It took Song Yan a while to adjust his eyes before he could see clearly.
This is a two-story detached house with a lawn and garden. It's a villa.
The interior decoration is in European style.
Unlike Gu Yansong, Song Yan didn't look around. Instead, she kept her head slightly lowered and carefully observed everything she could see.
Han, the staff member: Song Yan performed very well.
The doctor who came to see Gu Yansong, surnamed Zhao, also arrived. He was skilled in acupuncture. Strictly speaking, acupuncture is acupuncture, and moxibustion is moxibustion. I don't know which one it is.
Now that we're here, let's get to work!
Ms. He had long, wavy hair tied back with a ribbon and was wearing a silk nightgown. She appeared to be around forty years old.
After carefully observing, listening, questioning, and palpating, Gu Yansong prescribed a remedy.
The prescription was taken away by the staff.
Dr. Zhao also conducted a thorough examination, using the four diagnostic methods of observation, listening, questioning, and palpation. The symptoms he observed were similar to those of Gu Yansong.
This acupuncturist is quite skilled at pulse diagnosis. She said Ms. He often experiences dizziness, and acupuncture is suitable for her head. She also occasionally suffers from menstrual cramps, so moxibustion is suitable for her.
Seven days is ideal.
The doctors that Secretary Fang sought out were all top-notch. Song Yan watched from the side; since Doctor Zhao didn't have an assistant, Song Yan would casually hand him a needle or something.
Gu Yansong felt uncomfortable; why hadn't he seen Song Yan being so attentive to him before?
He forgot that when he took Song Yan's pulse, Song Yan handed him the pulse pillow, and when he wrote the prescription, Song Yan handed him the pen.
After inserting the acupuncture needles into the head, Dr. Zhao went to wait aside. He asked kindly, "You know acupuncture!"
In particular, the needle length will definitely vary depending on the location. For some areas, it's okay to use a longer needle, as long as it's inserted shallowly into the skin. The head is different, because it's the body's central organ, so extra caution is needed.
The needles that Song Yan handed over were all very comfortable to hold.
Before Song Yan could speak, Gu Yansong interrupted, "He's only just entered the school, what could he possibly know?"
Song Yan remained silent.
Dr. Zhao: "You have a lot of talent, study hard!"
Dr. Zhao was a person worthy of Song Yan's respect. After Song Yan offered him the needles, Dr. Zhao could tell that Song Yan was eager to learn. While inserting the needles, he would casually explain what acupoints were and what their effects were.
It's clear that Dr. Zhao frequently teaches students.
Then no one spoke.
Gu Yansong's prescription has been delivered, and Song Yan is in charge of decocting the medicine.
Gu Yansong thought Song Yan didn't know how to use an iron or aluminum pot and wanted to find fault with him.
As it turned out, Song Yan had ordered a clay pot beforehand.
Actually, it's not necessary to use a clay pot. In the future, when China's industry develops, we will have high-quality stainless steel pots and the like. However, given the current level of industrial development, Song Yan still chose a clay pot.
Song Yan had a very good grasp of soaking the medicine, decocting it, and controlling the heat.
The medicine was ready, and Song Yan followed Gu Yansong, carrying the medicine to Ms. He's room.
Gu Yansong sat opposite Ms. He and explained the precautions for taking the medication to her.
Song Yan tested the temperature of the medicine. "Ms. He, the temperature of the medicine is just right."
Ms. He took the bowl of medicine and drank it all in one gulp. Song Yan then handed her a glass of warm water, which Ms. He drank a few sips of. Song Yan then handed her a small dish containing a few jujubes.
The sweetness of the jujubes masked the bitterness, and Ms. He finally felt better.
Song Yan remained standing the entire time. With the teacher seated, there was no place for the assistant to sit.
"Young lady, how old are you?" Ms. He asked.
Since yesterday, Song Yan has been called "little girl" several times. Am I really that young?
“Ms. He, I am twenty-one years old this year,” Song Yan replied respectfully.
Ms. He was very amiable. “My daughter is 18 already! You don’t have to keep calling me Ms. He. Just call me Auntie.”
Why are you always standing? Sit down.
Song Yan readily agreed: "Thank you, Aunt He!"
Song Yan sat down next to Gu Yansong, occupying about a third of the sofa.
The day before yesterday, when no one was around, Han said that the doctor would bring a female student with him and that she should try to get close to the student and keep her by his side.
Ms. He had experienced many accidents, and she understood what Officer Han meant. But she never expected it to be such a delicate young girl.
Moreover, after the acupuncture, even though it was just a single sentence, Ms. He could tell that Dr. Gu did not like her.
Not to mention that the person who can protect her is more important than the person who treats her, this girl's pleasing appearance is also better than the old man's.
Dr. Gu isn't actually an old man.
Ms. He was clearly more interested in Song Yan than in Gu Yansong's lectures on food.
Ms. He always has someone to arrange her meals; her time is very precious and she won't waste it on this.
"Are you a student? What's your name?" Ms. He asked.
"My name is Song Yan..."
“She’s a freshman this year, and there are many things she doesn’t understand yet,” Gu Yansong interjected.
"Why do you want to study traditional Chinese medicine? Have you studied it before? Actually, traditional Chinese medicine has been greatly impacted by Western medicine since the War of Resistance against Japan." Ms. He ignored Dr. Gu's words and asked Song Yan directly.
Being newly enrolled doesn't mean you've just started learning. When Song Yan handed the needles to Dr. Zhao, Ms. He noticed that Song Yan was not only familiar with the procedure but might actually be quite proficient. Dr. Zhao also noticed this, so he occasionally offered some explanations.
"I was a sent-down youth who was sent to the countryside. When people in the brigade had minor illnesses, they often found some herbs to treat themselves. I would read medical books in my spare time, and that's how I learned a little. Some of the older people in the brigade also knew a bit and taught me some things."
Traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine each have their own strengths, and neither can replace the other.
Traditional Chinese medicine has a history of thousands of years. It is profound and contains endless knowledge.
"I like it very much," Song Yan said slowly.
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