Zeng Wenjuan looked outside and saw that the grandfather and grandson were eating happily! She sat down on the bed and said, "Then I'll eat with you."
"I've never asked you why you wanted to study medicine?" Zhao Jianguo asked after taking a sip of soup.
"When I first separated from my family, I had no money. If it weren't for the help of the village chief, Goudan and I would have no place to live. Later, I found a ginseng and sold it at Baishanxiang. After I knew that I could make money from medicinal herbs, I thought about studying medicine, and later I found it quite interesting."
Zeng Wenjuan simply summarized the sadness of the past two months in a few words.
Zhao Jianguo thought about it. He was on a mission during that time and could not receive any information from outside. He held Zeng Wenjuan's hand and said distressedly: "I'm sorry for making you feel wronged. No matter what happens in the future, just tell me. I won't let you feel wronged again."
"I won't feel wronged as long as our family is together." Zeng Wenjuan feels that the boat has sailed through thousands of mountains, and from now on, the family will be happy together no matter how hard or difficult the life is.
Zhao Jianguo pinched Zeng Wenjuan, his eyes full of heartache. If only he had not been on the mission at that time, and had rushed back after receiving the call, Wenjuan and Goudan would not have suffered.
"Oh!" Zeng Wenjuan suddenly exclaimed.
Zhao Jianguo's heart was suddenly lifted up: "Huh? What's wrong? Did something happen?"
"I've been here for more than a month, and I haven't written to Hongtiao and the others yet! And the village chief's son Zhao Hu wants to join the army, can you help him ask? The village chief and his aunt have helped us a lot in the past two months." Zeng Wenjuan said.
"If you want to write a letter back, you can put it in the guard booth at the door. After you finish writing, let me check it first. Some things cannot be exposed. If Zhao Hu wants to join the army, I will help ask him." Zhao Jianguo felt relieved when he heard Zeng Wenjuan say these things.
"Okay, you say hello first, and I'll write a letter back together later." Zeng Wenjuan said with a smile.
Zhao Jianguo looked at Zeng Wenjuan's smiling face and was happy for her. "Wenjuan is amazing. She has learned to read and practice Chinese medicine in just two months. If it were someone else, it would probably take one or two years to reach your level."
"This may be a kind of talent! I don't know why, but I can remember everything I learn once I learn it." Zeng Wenjuan said with some doubt.
If the people around heard it, they would probably say something like Versailles.
After breakfast, Zeng Wenjuan cleaned up the dishes and went to the kitchen. Chen Yitang was playing with toys with Goudan nearby. When he saw Zeng Wenjuan coming out, Chen Yitang looked up and said, "Put the dishes there! I'll wash them later. I don't have anything to do these days anyway."
"No need, you and Goudan can play over there! There are only a few dishes and I'll just wash them." Zeng Wenjuan did not agree, but directly filled the pot with hot water and started washing the dishes.
After Zeng Wenjuan washed the dishes, Chen Yitang handed her a book on meridian moxibustion and said, "Take a look at this book first. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me."
"Okay, I will." Zeng Wenjuan took the book and went to the study. Zhao Jianguo was lying in bed and didn't need too much care, and Goudan was being looked after by Chen Yitang, so she didn't have to worry too much.
Zeng Wenjuan opened the book and found annotations in several languages. These were probably made by Chen Yitang and the elders before him when they read the book. Zeng Wenjuan found something she didn't understand after reading the annotations, and she instantly understood it.
Seeing something interesting, Zeng Wenjuan took out a silver needle from the drawer and inserted acupuncture needles into various acupuncture points on the dummy. After the first injection, Zeng Wenjuan felt something was wrong, so she inserted the silver needle again, but still felt something was wrong. She tried various methods, imitating Chen Yitang's acupuncture method, but she couldn't find her own acupuncture method.
She closed the book and walked out into the hall to find Chen Yitang.
"What's wrong? Is there something you don't understand? Take out your book! I'll teach you outside. After I finish teaching you, you still have to help Goudan build blocks!" Chen Yintang said with a smile when he saw Zeng Wenjuan finally came out to ask him questions.
"Dad, I do have some questions, but I still need to go to the study first so you can help me answer them." Zeng Wenjuan kept the question in suspense.
Chen Yitang then stood up and said, "I'll go see if there are any questions that can only be answered by me in the study."
The two of them and Goudan followed into the study room and saw that the mannequin was covered with silver needles. Chen Yitang said angrily, "You have been studying this in the study room all morning? Didn't I tell you to read the book thoroughly first?"
"I looked at it and I felt confident so I took out the silver needles and started acupuncture. But I always felt that my acupuncture technique was very wrong according to your method, but I couldn't find the reason, so I came to you." Zeng Wenjuan explained quickly. She knew that Chen Yitang usually doted on her, but was very strict about studying medicine.
Chen Yitang's expression eased a lot after hearing this, but he was very shocked in his heart. His daughter was really a genius in studying medicine! It took him three days to thoroughly understand this book before he dared to try acupuncture. His daughter learned it in just one morning. If she hadn't been kidnapped by the kidnapper, she might have achieved more than him now.
"Give me two injections first, so I can see what your problem is."
Zeng Wenjuan did as she was told and inserted two more needles into the acupuncture points on the dummy. Chen Yintang immediately stopped her: "Wait a minute, there is indeed a problem with your acupuncture technique, but the root of the problem lies not in your technique itself, but in your perception and guidance of qi." There was a hint of subtle approval in Chen Yintang's tone, but more of it was rigorous guidance.
Zeng Wenjuan frowned slightly when she heard this, looking a little confused. "Qi? Dad, are you talking about the 'qi' in traditional Chinese medicine? But how can I sense it and how can I guide it?"
Chen Yitang smiled gently, walked to the mannequin, and began to explain slowly: "Yes, the 'qi' in traditional Chinese medicine is an indescribable existence. It flows in the meridians of the human body and maintains the vitality of life. To perceive it, you need to calm your mind and use your consciousness to touch those subtle flows. As for guidance, it is through the correct acupuncture techniques to make this qi flow smoothly and achieve the purpose of treatment."
He demonstrated as he spoke, his fingers gently placed on the acupuncture points of the mannequin, as if he was talking to the invisible "qi". Zeng Wenjuan watched attentively, trying to capture the elusive inspiration from every subtle movement of her father.
"Come on, try again. Don't be too hasty this time. Calm down first, feel your breathing, let your heart be as calm as water, and then feel the existence of that energy." Chen Yintang encouraged.
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