"Whether you have a disease or not can be seen by looking at your tongue."
A dark tongue indicates blood stasis, while a thick tongue coating suggests damp-heat in the spleen and stomach. The sides of the tongue correspond to the liver and gallbladder, the middle to the spleen and stomach, the root to the kidneys, and the tip to the heart.
If the tip of your tongue is red, it means you have heart fire.
In addition, if you take the pulse and it is slow and thin, this indicates qi stagnation and blood stasis. How should it be treated? By promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis…
A whole bunch of things like that.
Whether the people below can understand it or not is not important. Let them write it all down first. He will explain the more detailed content later.
The students in the classroom had gradually gone from being shocked to becoming numb; it was quite impressive that he spoke entirely without notes.
From their school days until now, they have experienced a lot, whether it's attending school or meetings, big or small, but they have never seen anyone speak so fluently and without hesitation.
No wonder they were able to become leaders at such a young age and come to give them lectures.
The students below the stage put aside their little thoughts and became even more serious.
I glanced at my watch; time really flies. I didn't realize it was almost three o'clock.
"Have you taken notes on everything I just mentioned?"
"It's done."
"Some parts were not fully remembered."
"Comrades who didn't take all the notes, go down and exchange notes with each other to make up for it."
Tomorrow we'll learn about acupoints. If you have time tonight, you can review them beforehand so it won't be too difficult in class tomorrow. Okay, that's all for today. Go take care of your personal matters.
Upon hearing Li Chu's words, the trainees below relaxed, and those who needed to go to the restroom quickly ran out.
He packed his things and was about to leave when several students stopped him.
"Teacher Li, may I ask which book contains the content you just mentioned?"
"Uh," Li Chu was a little speechless. After thinking for a moment, he said, "There isn't one yet, but there might be one in the future. Right now, during class, I'll explain, and you can take notes."
After saying that, he took his things and left.
The students were left looking at each other, and one of them subconsciously asked, "What does Teacher Li mean by that?"
"Isn't it clear? Teacher Li is only talking about his own things, so there are no books. As for his statement that there might be some in the future, we'll have to see if he actually publishes a book."
Another student looked down at the book in his hand: "Is this Teacher Li really that amazing? He doesn't even care about books written by these experts."
At this moment, someone next to him heard what he said. This person was also one of the three people who had raised his hand earlier to indicate that he had studied traditional Chinese medicine.
He works at a military hospital near Beijing. I saw Li Chu at their hospital at the end of last year when he went there to review a director's appointment.
He stopped and said to the group, "He must be very capable. Teacher Li is an expert on the department's review committee. He looks young, but he's actually over thirty."
"The review committee?"
The previously noisy classroom instantly fell silent.
I've never heard of such a brilliant person teaching them.
Some of the more shrewd individuals started to wonder if they needed to cultivate a better personal relationship with Li Chu.
Suddenly they remembered something and turned to look at a person sitting at the table by the door.
The man knew what their gazes meant; his workplace was the main hospital.
"Don't look at me like that. I know Teacher Li, but I'm not familiar with him. He wasn't from our hospital before; he was just transferred here, and today should be his first day on the job. His medical skills are truly amazing. He's come to our hospital for consultations a few times before, and unless it's a life-or-death situation, he can cure the disease with his medicine."
"Do you think it's possible for me to become Teacher Li's apprentice?"
"What are you thinking? All the traditional Chinese medicine practitioners I know have been learning since childhood, and it takes them more than ten or twenty years to learn. Who would want to take on such a senior apprentice?"
As those two voices rang out, more and more people started talking in the classroom, but Li Chu had already left a deep impression on everyone.
Back in his office, sitting in a chair, Li Chu let out a sigh of relief.
It was his first time teaching so many people, and he was a little nervous, but thankfully, he didn't embarrass himself or become too nervous to speak.
His plan is to first go through the knowledge in general terms, then start the interactive session, where students ask questions and he answers them. Finally, if there is still time, he plans to find a few typical cases to give them a feel for the learning process.
As for the book on the fundamentals of traditional Chinese medicine that he has started writing, he has only finished the outline and is preparing to fill in the content. It will be impossible to see this book in less than two or three years.
A series of knocks on the door startled Li Chu from his deep thoughts.
"Please come in."
The door was pushed open, and Lin Sanshou entered.
Li Chu hurriedly stood up: "Uncle-Master, please sit down."
"Nothing much, I just came to see how the first class went?"
"I'm still a little nervous."
"Everyone will be nervous the first time, but you'll get used to it."
"Uncle-Master, I need to tell you something. I didn't follow the textbook exactly during class. This is what I was thinking..."
He explained his plans to Lin Sanshou and also mentioned the drawbacks of the book that the main hospital had given him.
After listening, Lin Sanshou didn't say anything, but pulled up a chair and sat down.
"The detailed outline for the book you wrote yourself is already complete?"
"Not really, there are definitely omissions, I'll keep writing and seeing."
As he spoke, Li Chu took out a stack of letters from his bag and handed them over.
Lin Sanshou took it and casually flipped through it.
"Here's what I'll do: I'll take it back and take a closer look, and then I'll ask a few old friends to take a look as well, to see if there's anything else that needs to be added."
yawenku.
The case studies you wrote before were excellent and have been included in several medical schools. However, those books are only suitable for people with a basic understanding of Traditional Chinese Medicine. This one you're preparing to write is for people with absolutely no background in Traditional Chinese Medicine, so you must be extremely careful.
"Thank you, Uncle-Master."
"We're all family, no need to be polite. As for what you said about not following the textbook in class, that's up to you."
Expecting them to grasp the basics of Traditional Chinese Medicine in just a few months is wishful thinking. Our basic TCM course is only to give them an introduction; the final exam will still be set by you, so just answer according to your own ideas.”
Li Chu nodded silently, a sense of heaviness settling over him.
Yes, all we can do is learn about it.
Seeing through Li Chu's thoughts, Lin Sanshou smiled and said, "Don't think too much about it. Take it slow. The decline of traditional Chinese medicine cannot be reversed by one or two people."
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