“This…this is…”
Wen Xunqing held the ancient book in his hands with trembling hands. He never thought that he would be able to see something he had dreamed of in his lifetime.
"Grandpa...won't you take a look to see if it's real?"
This isn't something else. Doesn't Grandpa want to confirm whether it's real or fake? Most importantly, this thing is completely unknown to outsiders.
"I don't need confirmation, I know it's true."
Wen Xunqing let out a long sigh and tried to calm his mood and breathing. He looked at his grandson and Chen Yun with a serious expression, and then looked at the two children with great confusion.
"Don't need confirmation? Grandpa, aren't you afraid it's fake?"
"Yeah! Aren't you afraid it's fake?"
Chen Yun and Wen Maidong were both in disbelief. They had never expected Grandpa to be so unsurprised. They had always said that the Qing Nang Sutra had been lost and could never be recovered, yet Grandpa Wen acted completely unsurprised when such an ancient book appeared.
"Of course... Actually, I've always known that the Qing Nang Sutra existed, but I just couldn't find it. I never thought you would find it in the end."
"Grandpa... have you always known that the Qing Nang Sutra was not destroyed?"
History says that half of Hua Tuo's Qing Nang Jing was burned. But why was Grandpa so calm and didn't find it strange at all? It's really confusing.
"Of course..." Wen Xunqing planned to explain everything to his grandson and his most proud disciple.
"Everyone thought the Qing Nang Jing was destroyed by the jailer's wife, but little did they know that she had secretly memorized it. She destroyed the original good copy, but later rewrote it based on her own memory."
"Ah...then, how did grandpa know?" Shen Yun couldn't help but look at his grandfather in surprise.
"That's because the jailer's wife is an ancestor of our Wen family." Wen Xunqing touched the manuscript with nostalgia. He knew in his heart that this was not the original. The original couldn't have been preserved so completely, nor could it have been so intact. However, regardless of whether it was the original, his only emotion was that the Qing Nang Jing was back in the hands of his Wen family.
"So that's how it is..."
Chen Yun finally understood why his master had such an expression. He hadn't expected the jailer's wife to be an ancestor of the Wen family. Then... the history books really didn't match up. No wonder people say history books are written by the victors about themselves. Just like those hidden secrets, secrets are buried by time.
"Yeah! I never thought it would end up back in our hands."
Touching the inscription on it, Wen Xunqing knew at first glance that this was what his family had been looking for. Their ancestors had not lied to them, and their possessions had finally returned to them.
"Grandpa... then, are these prescriptions above effective? Also, how do you understand these?"
Wen Maidong couldn't help but ask his grandfather about it. He didn't understand many things in it. He didn't think it was written by Hua Tuo. You know, he spent a lot of time studying the contents.
"Hehe... This is the Wen family's unique code. From today on, you and Niuniu will learn the Qing Nang Jing from me."
Wen Xunqing looked at his grandson. He wanted to pass this information down; he had to learn it. He knew Niuniu's talent best, and the Wen family's inherited medical skills would surely flourish in this child's hands. Maidong wasn't interested in medicine; it was enough for him to memorize these prescriptions and pass them down.
"OK."
"Grandpa... do I have to learn it too?" Wen Maidong really doesn't like Chinese medicine. He likes finance, architecture, and everything except the traditional Chinese medicine he inherited from his family.
"As a descendant of the Wen family, you must have the responsibility to pass on the Wen family's medical skills."
Wen Xunqing told his grandson that he didn't want him to be unwilling to inherit his responsibilities if he didn't like them. The Wen family's continued existence to this day was due to each generation's choice of their own heir.
"Yes...I understand, Grandpa."
Wen Maidong nodded. He understood that this was a responsibility and reality that could not be avoided.
"Grandpa... Grandpa... Is the Qing Nang Sutra really that magical?"
"Of course... You have to believe that the Qing Nang Jing is worthy of respect from all those who study medicine."
Sooner or later, he would pass this precious gift on to others. He wanted the Chinese people to see that Traditional Chinese Medicine was not a bad thing. Traditional Chinese Medicine had a much longer history than Western Medicine, and while it was slower to show results, it was much less taxing on the body.
"Well... Master, don't worry. I will definitely make Chinese medicine known to the whole world."
The more he delved into Traditional Chinese Medicine, the more he realized his understanding was too superficial. He couldn't ignore it or deny its miraculous power just because of a few TCM practitioners. The system offered Chen Yun a shortcut, but he wanted to continue on his own, determined to stay on this path.
"good……"
Wen Xunqing patted Chen Yun's head, feeling incredibly proud. He hadn't expected that after all these years, he'd finally have a disciple who was to his liking and satisfying. It was just a shame, he didn't know if this disciple would be accepted by his grandson and become part of their family.
After returning home, Shen Yun couldn't wait to return to her room and ask the system for clarification. Because of the system, she learned more and more. Regarding Traditional Chinese Medicine, as long as you have enough points, you can also get one-on-one instruction from famous doctors.
"Now, has the host decided?"
"I've decided. From now on, I will study Traditional Chinese Medicine and follow this path."
Chen Yun wanted to use his abilities to benefit everyone. Traditional Chinese medicine was no worse than Western medicine, and Chen Yun wanted to prove it. Could it be that China's 5,000-year-old tradition couldn't compare to Western medicine, which only had a short history abroad?
"Okay, then I will set the host's future goals and direction. The host must complete the task of becoming famous within fifty years, and must also become a miracle doctor. The standard of a miracle doctor is based on Hua Tuo. Once you achieve recognition, you will not be eliminated."
The system's cold voice didn't make Shen Yun flinch at all. She would not regret or back down from her decision. No matter what, she would keep working hard.
"I see... When can the study room be opened?"
"I don't have enough points. I need to collect a thousand points. The study room consumes one hundred points per session, and each session can only last for one hour."
The system explained the rules, and Shen Yun couldn't help but gasp. She had always known the system was shady, but she had never known it to be this shady. She carefully looked at the points column in the lower right corner. There were only 800 points, and it had taken her several years to get there.
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