The person who called was Gu Qingcheng.
China's leading master of traditional Chinese medicine, a titan in the field.
"Niannian, you said you transferred to a school in Beijing. How have you been lately?"
Gu Qingcheng's kind and friendly voice came from the other end of the phone.
“I’m fine, Master, don’t worry,” Jiang Nian asked. “How are you feeling?”
My master has been searching for ancient medical books and texts in Diancheng, a town known for its medicinal herbs, for the past few months.
The last time Jiang Nian contacted Gu Qingcheng was when Si Boye was shot.
At the time, Si Boye was in critical condition due to a brain hemorrhage. She knew how to save him, but she was still afraid.
Even she, who was usually calm and collected and would never bother her master unless necessary, was so afraid that she had to make a phone call in the middle of the night to confirm.
"Don't worry, I'm perfectly healthy,"
Gu Qingcheng asked, "Niannian, do you have time today? There's something I need you to do for your master."
Jiang Nian immediately asked, "What is it?"
The master's explanation was concise and to the point, and Jiang Nian understood it.
Simply put, since the founding of the People's Republic of China, Western medicine has always been highly regarded while traditional Chinese medicine has been discriminated against and attacked. There was even a wave of calls to abolish traditional Chinese medicine in the past.
Apart from renowned inheritors of traditional Chinese medicine families like Gu Qingcheng, and chief TCM masters whose reputations have been almost deified through word of mouth and who are believed to have "miraculous healing skills that can bring the dead back to life," most TCM practitioners do not receive recognition.
In particular, the public still holds stereotypes, believing that older traditional Chinese medicine practitioners are more trustworthy, making it easy for young doctors to be questioned and resulting in employment difficulties. Even fewer young people want to study traditional Chinese medicine.
Traditional Chinese medicine has been in decline for a long time.
However, during the global infectious pneumonia outbreak a few years ago, Traditional Chinese Medicine (TCM) played a crucial role that Western medicine could not replace. Furthermore, TCM, which was not highly regarded in China itself, was claimed by another country for UNESCO intangible cultural heritage status. This finally brought TCM to the attention of the Chinese people and the nation.
There have long been rumors that the government is preparing to vigorously support the development of traditional Chinese medicine.
One major move is to establish a Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine at the medical school of Tsinghua University, China's top university.
To cultivate a new generation of talents in the field of traditional Chinese medicine.
They also said they would innovate the admission process, instead of just looking at the students' scores on their exam papers.
In the past, traditional Chinese medicine programs in China were at most offered in vocational colleges. Now, however, they are led by the National Tsing Hua University School of Medicine, which has also appointed Gu Qingcheng as an honorary professor of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
Furthermore, a traditional Chinese medicine hospital named after Tsinghua University's affiliated hospital of traditional Chinese medicine is also under construction and may be operational in the second half of the year.
Gu Qingcheng wanted Jiang Nian to help him by asking her to go to Tsinghua University School of Medicine that night.
Could you take a look at the Traditional Chinese Medicine department and see if there are any areas in their curriculum that need improvement?
For something like this, he doesn't need to come to the capital in person; his apprentice can do it.
"Yes, Master."
Zhou Jiangnian didn't go back to Jiangcheng to see his maternal grandfather, which conveniently gave him some time.
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Although the agreed time was in the evening, Jiang Nian went to Tsinghua University at noon.
The most prestigious university that students aspire to attend. The campus is scenic, with lush greenery, making it a pleasant place to stroll.
Jiang Nian stopped someone to ask for directions: "Excuse me, how do I get to the School of Finance?"
The girl, holding books, assumed I was a freshman and kindly raised her hand, saying, "It's over there, just turn right at the third building ahead."
Jiang Nian followed the direction and searched there.
After looking at the sign, I went upstairs and found the vice president's office.
The door was closed, and Jiang Nian stood outside and knocked on it.
A moment later, a teacher opened the door.
The report was interrupted. Upon seeing it was a student, the person was somewhat displeased: "What is it?"
Jiang Nian asked, "Excuse me, is Professor Ji Yanci inside?"
"It's almost time to leave work. And today is Saturday. If you have any questions for Professor Ji, please come back on a weekday."
After saying that, he was about to close the door.
However, the teacher who was speaking did not expect that Ji Yanci behind him would suddenly put down the documents in his hand.
As if he had heard something, he immediately walked towards the door.
Seeing Jiang Nian, he was surprised but also delighted: "Nian Nian? Why did you suddenly come here?"
The teacher next to him was stunned for a moment.
Professor Ji was always aloof and indifferent, never showing his emotions, yet this girl was so close to him.
"I missed you, Second Brother, so I came to find you," Jiang Nian glanced at Ji Yanci, "Did I disturb your work, Second Brother?"
"No, it was already past the end of the workday."
Ji Yanci wore frameless glasses today, his handsome face with sharp features. A white shirt and trousers accentuated his tall and slender figure.
When facing others, he exudes a cold and aloof aura: "You should go back first. We'll talk about the report later."
The teacher snapped out of his daze and immediately said, "Okay, okay, then I won't bother you any longer, Professor Ji."
After the person left, there were no outsiders in the office.
Jiang Nian went over and hugged her second brother, whom she hadn't seen in a long time, calling him sweetly, "Brother."
My heart melted.
Ji Yanci is not used to physical contact with others.
But my younger sister is an exception.
A barely perceptible, soft curve appeared at the corners of her lips.
He lowered his head and patted his little sister's head in his arms: "I was planning to go to Canxing to see you this afternoon, but I didn't expect you to come by yourself. Are you hungry? I'll take you to eat."
“I’m hungry,” Jiang Nian thought for a moment, “but I don’t want to eat out. I want to eat my second brother’s cooking.”
The eldest brother had mentioned before that the second brother didn't like eating food cooked outside, so the housekeeper would cook for them on weekdays, and they would cook for themselves on weekends.
"Okay, then I'll take you home to eat."
Ji Yanci lived near Tsinghua University.
Compared to Fourth Brother's silent brilliance in the kitchen, Second Brother's cooking skills are indeed far superior.
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