Seeing the room full of books, Lin Sanqi thought of another reason why the inheritance of traditional Chinese medicine was difficult, that is, too few ancient medical books were handed down.
On the one hand, it is due to the traditional ideas of ancient Chinese medicine doctors. Many secret recipes are passed down to men but not women, or only to family members but not apprentices. If there is no successor, they would rather rot in the coffin.
Another reason is that the paper used in thread-bound books is not easy to preserve. It is either destroyed in war, fire or flood, or becomes moldy and weathered over time and cannot be preserved.
Finally, there is another very important factor, that is, many ancient medical books are "unique copies".
The vast majority of Chinese medicine books are actually the experience summarized by ancient doctors after decades of practice. These books are almost all handwritten and are unique copies.
If a medical book is damaged by an accident, there is no way to repair it and it will completely disappear in the long river of history.
Even the "Siku Quanshu" and "Yongle Encyclopedia" can become orphan copies and disappear, let alone private notes?
Just like the room full of medical books in front of Lin Sanqi, 90% of them are handwritten, and 99% of them are unique copies.
To put it bluntly, these medical books are absolutely treasures in the history of Chinese medicine. It is not an exaggeration to call them "national treasures". They should be preserved in an environment with constant temperature and humidity, and published as soon as possible to benefit more people.
However, Lin Sanqi expressed pessimism about whether these national treasure-level medical books can be preserved in the next ten years.
Not to mention what will happen in the future, Lin Sanqi is very worried about what to do if the house catches fire one day?
After all, this is a kang, and they are playing with fire. If the kang collapses, not only will the old men be finished, but these precious medical books will also be finished.
That means both the person and the book will be wiped out, and there will be no place to cry.
Lin Sanqi looked back at the old men who were eating and studying Pan Ye, and wondered how he could remind them that the storm would come in a few years and none of their medical books would be preserved.
Mr. Shi was drinking rice porridge. Lin Sanqi moved closer and asked cautiously:
"Old man, that whole cabinet of medical books against the east wall, are they all yours?"
Mr. Shi nodded casually:
"Yeah, what's wrong? Let me tell you, Xiaolin, these books are all my life's collection, including medical notes. They are all medical books, but there is not a single miscellaneous book or messy book. You don't want to check it, do you?"
Lin Sanqi chuckled and asked tentatively:
"Then old man, can you check it for me?"
"you?"
Mr. Shi also smiled slightly and said indifferently: "If you want to check it, go ahead and check it. It's your ability if you can understand it."
Several old men had already tested Lin Sanqi, but they couldn't even recite the basic "Treatise on Febrile Diseases" and "Golden Chamber", especially since "Treatise on Febrile Diseases" was an ancestral skill of the Lin family.
From this we can see that although Lin Sanqi came from a noble family and had learned martial arts since childhood, he was actually an uneducated and ignorant little dandy.
Yes, the old men privately described Lin Sanqi as a "dandy", otherwise where would he get so much food and drink?
Lin Sanqi was not annoyed at being looked down upon, but instead reminded:
"Old man, let me remind you that this will not last more than five years. During these five years, if you have books hidden somewhere secret, then hide them. If you have descendants or inner disciples, then do your best to have them memorize these medical books."
Mr. Shi suddenly stopped eating and moved closer to Lin Sanqi:
"What did you hear?"
Lin Sanqi shrugged and didn't answer. Anyway, his information was absolutely accurate and would stand the test of time. He was probably the only one in the country who knew about it.
Old Man Shi fell silent, wondering what Lin Sanqi meant.
First of all, he didn't think Lin Sanqi would lie to him, because he now had nothing worth being deceived about.
All the big houses in Rongxian Hutong were rented out, and all the family property was voluntarily donated. The whole family lived in a small courtyard, and the rice jars were empty. They had no money and no life.
Besides, he thought he was good at judging people. He knew at first glance that Lin Sanqi had no scheming intentions and was not the kind of treacherous official in the unit.
In addition, after coming to Changping, Lin Sanqi was responsible for the food, clothing, housing and transportation of these 12 old men, and he never made things difficult for them during the labor reform process.
What does this indicate? It indicates that Lin Sanqi was neither a political opportunist nor a ruthless person.
Then Lin Sanqi's reminder can only prove that he must know something?
Why do we need to hide books? If we don't, people will have to memorize them by rote.
Does this reminder mean that the ancient medical books or medical notes they collected do not conform to the mainstream of this era and must be destroyed?
It turned out that old people are very shrewd. After just a few words from Lin Sanqi, Shi Jinmo had guessed most of what was going on.
Now there is only one question left: do the old men believe what Lin Sanqi said?
The conversation between Lin Sanqi and Mr. Shi immediately attracted their attention. Originally, outsiders were prohibited from entering or leaving this bungalow area. Those who were eating in the yard were all family members, and they did not deliberately lower their voices when talking.
Xiao Longyou and Shi Jinmo had the best relationship, and since they were closest to each other, he heard the previous conversation most clearly and asked anxiously:
"Xiao Lin, there's no one here. Aunt Li has gone home for dinner. Xiao Pan is your fiancée. Let's be frank. What did you mean by that just now?"
Every old man has a cabinet full of books, and many people's boxes are also full of medical books.
It is because these medical books are their treasures that they carry them with them. Otherwise, with their status, they can easily set up a library at home, and there are many more medical books than these.
Every book they brought to Changping was their treasure. If they lost any of them, they would beat their chests and stamp their feet. If they lost all of them, it would be like the end of their lives.
What can Lin Sanqi say?
He had searched this period of history on Baidu and was indeed very clear about the future direction, but if he said too much, it would easily lead to 404 errors. But he couldn't remain silent either. He couldn't just watch these national treasure-level medical books being destroyed, right?
We can only carefully make up stories and let the old men fill in the blanks themselves:
"Old men, think about it, what is the purpose of establishing the New China Group? It is to break the old forces, oppose feudalism, and promote social progress and development, right?"
The 12 old men kept nodding in silence.
Although the old men are experienced and wise, they used to be involved in medicine and knew nothing about politics, let alone such sensitivity.
Lin Sanqi prompted, "Then think about it: do you belong to the old forces? Feudalism?"
Mr. Han asked uncertainly:
"We... shouldn't be part of the old forces, right? We're dedicated to healing and saving lives, but we've never harmed or exploited anyone, right?"
Lin Sanqi pointed at the bewildered Jiang Zonghui and asked:
"Who says you didn't exploit people? Just like Mr. Jiang, who specialized in men's and gynecology, didn't he sell that drug that made women scream to a warlord? Then he had the money to marry eight concubines.
Where did the warlord get his money?
The warlords made their money by exploiting the working people. When the money went to Mr. Chiang, wasn't he also exploiting the working people? Serving the warlords means he's part of the same interest group as them. Do you think he belongs to the old forces?
Mr. Jiang was at a loss whether to laugh or cry:
"Now that you put it that way, it seems we all belong to the old forces. After all, the world is ruled by the no-shovel class these days. To put it bluntly, we're just a bunch of peasants. We clearly don't belong to that group."
Lin Sanqi was sweating, thinking that this old man Jiang was really bold and was not afraid of being imprisoned in Jiabiangou.
The more Mr. Xiao listened, the more confused he became:
"Even if we are the old forces, what does that have to do with these medical books? Studying medicine doesn't count as being part of the old forces, does it?"
Lin Sanqi slapped his thigh and said, "Right."
"From what I've heard, anything related to the old forces, just like the opposition to the Democratic Party, will be eliminated. This doesn't just target traditional Chinese medicine; anything related to the old times will be included."
Old Man Han was dissatisfied: "What do you mean by things from the old times count? Does Confucius count? Does our medical saint Zhang Zhongjing count?"
Lin Sanqi blinked.
Seeing that Lin Sanqi didn't answer, Old Man Han continued to refute: "Then the Forbidden City, the Summer Palace, and the Ming Tombs in front of us, these things related to the emperor, do they count?"
Lin Sanqi looked towards the Ming Dingling Mausoleum with a gloomy gaze. Wanli's remains were burned in a huge fire...
Hao Zhanchen also joined in the commotion, saying, "Do so many temples count? Do monks and Taoists count? There are millions of monks in the entire country."
Lin Sanqi continued blinking. He didn't dare to say anything anyway, because the gods in heaven were watching...
Seeing that Lin Sanqi remained silent, the old men felt more and more depressed. The feeling of unease became stronger and stronger, and they felt more and more guilty.
Both sides were silent for a long time. Pan Ye was so scared that he dared not speak and just sat aside obediently.
Seeing that the atmosphere was getting heavy, Lin Sanqi decided to add some shocking information to fool these old men.
"Old men, you are all medical experts, you should know that any disease does not occur all at once.
Take stroke, for example. Often, patients don't monitor their blood pressure, blood lipids, and blood sugar levels, leading to the gradual hardening of blood vessels. Eventually, when these conditions reach a critical point, the vessels burst, causing a stroke. This is true for both disease and politics.
Think about your personal experiences since the founding of the People's Republic of China...
………(abridged)
These words were like a thunderclap, exploding in every old man's heart, making every old man dizzy and unable to stand steadily.
Everyone's eyes turned to the room full of medical books... (End of this chapter)
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