But thinking about it, it makes sense. The Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic was probably compiled in the early Western Han Dynasty, while Hua Tuo lived in the late Eastern Han Dynasty. It's normal that he learned the techniques from the Ling Shu.
This immediately piqued Li Chu's interest. He had originally planned to read it to kill time when he was bored, but now he was going to read it carefully and attentively.
Just as I was about to read it, I suddenly realized something was wrong and hurriedly put the book in my hand into the warehouse.
He, who almost never sweats, suddenly broke out in a sweat, which dripped down his forehead and cheeks.
Luckily, no one saw the book, otherwise there would have been a real problem.
This system is driving him crazy! This book isn't mimeographed; it's printed, and specifically, printed with a laser printer. Where can you find something printed this way these days?
If someone else sees this, he won't be able to explain himself no matter how hard he tries.
"Phew," Li Chu let out a heavy breath.
He really didn't expect the system to pull this trick on him. Last time, all the documents were mimeographed. Why did it change this time?
I got up and left the clinic, went to the tap in the yard and washed my face, and then I slowly calmed down.
I secretly warned myself that I must never be so careless again.
Alright, let's just put this book in the warehouse and copy it slowly. Copying it once is much more effective than reading it several times.
At the same time, he cursed inwardly, wondering if this damn system wanted to kill him so it could find a new owner.
After cursing in his mind, Li Chu didn't return to the consultation room. Instead, he went straight to the medical office and picked up several leather-bound notebooks and a few bottles of ink.
Back in the consultation room, I mentally opened the book, leaned over my desk, and began to diligently copy it down.
I had just finished copying the review article and was about to copy the original text when I put down my pen and stopped copying.
This review seems to have been written by a later author. Although it uses traditional Chinese characters, he can still recognize them, and it is written in vernacular Chinese.
He couldn't copy the rest of the original text, and embarrassingly, he didn't recognize most of the characters.
It's not surprising, as the writing system during the Western Han Dynasty was quite different from the writing system we use today.
Because the original text is in classical Chinese, you can't judge its meaning based on the context.
Moreover, this should be considered a professional book, making it even harder to guess.
To understand this book, you'd have to become an expert in ancient writing first.
Li Chu wailed inwardly, "This is so hard for me."
He realized that the system was deliberately messing with him; it was using a printer that wouldn't appear for many years to come, but the content was the original text of an ancient book.
He didn't know how he had offended the system. He made a decision: starting tomorrow, he would stop signing in and only sign in every few days. He wanted to see what other tricks the system could pull.
Now he had no desire to stay in the consultation room at all. He put the pens on the table down and put the newly received notebooks into the drawer.
With more than an hour to go before lunch break, he planned to go to his wife for comfort.
There weren't many people getting their medicine dispensed at the Chinese medicine pharmacy today. Sister Yang happened to be there too, so Li Chu took his wife to the backyard of the pharmacy.
From the moment her husband entered the traditional Chinese medicine shop, Ding Qiunan could tell he was in a bad mood, so she didn't object when he was pulled to the backyard.
The two of them sat in the backyard and talked for a while, and it was clear that his mood was slowly recovering.
Ding Qiunan didn't ask anything from beginning to end. She knew that he would tell her what he was willing to tell her, and since he hadn't said anything, asking would only cause her husband unnecessary trouble.
When Li Chu returned home at noon and heard his two children clearly calling him "Dad," the last trace of annoyance in his heart completely disappeared.
Wenxuan and Wenhui can now call out "Dad" and "Mom," and Wenxuan can even stand up by himself while holding onto things.
However, Li Chu was not in a hurry to teach him. He was not even a year old yet, and it was enough for him to learn on his own.
After dinner, Li Chu and Ding Qiunan sat on the living room floor with their child to play.
Unable to find a long-pile rug, he laid out the blanket someone had given him last time, so that the two children would have more room to play.
The stroller was a bit small, and it wouldn't be comfortable for the two children to sit in it for a long time.
The blanket being laid on the floor broke Ding's mother's heart. She kept calling the two of them spendthrifts and wanted them to put the blanket away.
But seeing her grandson and granddaughter happily climbing and playing on it, she didn't say anything more.
Ding's mom made things much easier by letting the two kids play on the blanket.
If the two of them wanted to climb out of the blanket, Xiao Hei would help them get back in without Ding Ma even lifting a finger.
The two children were fearless, not afraid of Xiao Hei at all. Sometimes they would pat and pull its fur, but Xiao Hei never got angry.
While eating just now, Ding's mother told them that this morning the two little ones got tired of playing on the blanket and actually fell asleep with their heads on Xiao Hei's belly. Xiao Hei just lay there obediently and didn't move for more than an hour.
Li Chu looked at the little black cat lying by the blanket and scratched its head.
The two children are each other's companions, and they also have a pet to grow up with, so they won't be lonely. It's great.
Li Chu also found it a bit strange. He and his wife were both very healthy, so why was it so difficult for them to get pregnant?
I conceived my first child more than a year after getting married. Now, after so long without taking any precautions, there's still no sign of pregnancy. What could be the reason?
Ding Qiunan keeps muttering about it, whether she has something to say or not.
After arriving at the hospital in the afternoon, Li Chu was completely fine. To avoid getting too bored, he started seeing patients again.
When there were no patients, he continued to copy the book. Although he didn't recognize the characters, he wrote them down exactly as they were written. He planned to see if he could find an expert in ancient writing to consult with when he had the chance.
Such a good thing shouldn't be left unused and wasted.
Days passed slowly. Ding's mother helped them take care of the child for a month before going back home, and then Wang's aunt came to help.
Wang Jiadong also failed to get into university as he had hoped, and was sent to a training team in Changxindian by his uncle.
One day in early September, Li Chu and Ding Qiunan were about to take their child out for a stroll in a stroller after lunch when Xu Damao showed up at their door.
Seeing Xu Damao's distressed expression, Li Chu understood why he looked that way.
The story begins with Lou Xiao'e giving birth to his son.
It has been more than two months since Lou Xiao'e gave birth, and she has been living at her parents' home.
There was no one to take care of him here, so he could stay at his parents' house. However, the Lou family made a request that Xu Damao could not accept: they wanted the child to take the surname Lou. This immediately infuriated Xu Damao.
Chapter 169 Frustration
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