Chapter 701: Stolen Lu Qingyang shook his head and took out a stack of money from his pocket.
His family had given him a lot of money before, but now that the restaurant was starting to make a profit, he wanted to give back.
Seeing that 누 was angry, 뀘 Zhongwen said: "I'm short of your little money, keep it for yourself. 놖 and your mother have salaries, and 놊 is short of money."
Lu Qingyang looked at his father's sweater with a frayed collar.
The older generation is like this, they would rather save money themselves and support their children.
"I know you and Mom both have salaries, and you're not short of these little things, but this is just the same. Now the store's business is on the right track, getting better and better every day. This... this is a gift from your son, and it means the same thing!"
Zhongwen couldn't help but laugh when he heard what he said: "Okay, okay, give it to your mother when you get the chance and ask her to save it for you. When you need money later, ask her."
"Okay, I got it." Lu Qingyang replied with a smile.
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It was rare in this world that both of them had no classes, so Lu Qingyang took Shen Mo and said he would take her somewhere.
Shen Mo thought they were going to the movies or visit the park, and she felt a little bit of anticipation.
When the bicycle stopped at that familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar alley, and she looked at the newly painted vermilion gate with a copper ring, Shen Mo's eyes widened in surprise: "Is this... the yard that my parents gave us before? Have you finished it?"
"Well, let's go in and take a look." Lu Qingyang smiled and took out a brass key from his pocket and opened the door lock with a click.
Pushing open the heavy wooden door, the first thing that comes into view is a neatly tidy courtyard.
The ground was paved with blue bricks, and in the corner there was a small flower bed with newly turned soil, ready for sowing next spring.
There is an old jujube tree in the middle of the yard with strong branches. Although all the leaves have fallen, it still has a unique charm under the winter sun.
The doors and windows of the main house and the east and west wing rooms have been repainted and replaced with transparent glass windows.
Lu Qingyang took Chen Mo and looked at each room one by one.
"This is the main room. We will use it for meals and entertaining guests." There was an octagonal table and several armchairs in the main room. They were all made of simple wood, but polished to be smooth and strong.
The wall was empty, with only a brand new calendar hanging on it.
"This is our house." The east wing is the bedroom, which has a traditional northern kang (kang).
The kang mat was newly woven and covered with a thick cotton mattress, on which were two new quilts made of bright red satin.
There is a stove built at the head of the kang. When the fire is lit in winter, the whole house will be warm.
Next to the kang stood a wardrobe made of elm wood, simple in style but sufficient for storing things.
Shen Mo took one look at the kang, her eyes lit up instantly, and a strong and familiar sense of intimacy surged in her heart.
She had lived in Liuxi Brigade for so long, and what she was most accustomed to was the warm kang in winter. She didn't expect that Lu Qingyang would miss this too.
"You...you even made the kang?" She turned to look at her husband in surprise, her voice full of joy.
Lu Qingyang looked at her shining eyes, and his heart became happy. He smiled and said, "Well, I thought you would miss the warm kang in the countryside. It's warm to sleep on in the winter, and it's good for your waist."
The west wing was divided into two rooms, one of which was intended to be a study and was already furnished with a desk and an empty bookshelf.
The other two rooms are slightly smaller and temporarily empty. Lu Qingyang said that they can be used as storage rooms for children in the future.
The kitchen was in the corner of the yard, with a new stove built. Although space had been reserved for a coal stove in the future, the large wood-burning stove still dominated the space.
The pots, pans, and utensils are all new and neatly arranged.
Shen Mo looked around inside and out, feeling extremely satisfied and touched.
Everything here is simple, yet practical and thoughtful.
Especially the kang (bathbed) and the big wood-burning stove, which almost brought her back to her little home in Liuxi Brigade, which was full of warm memories.
"It still smells a bit strong now. Let's ventilate it a little to get rid of the paint and lime smell. Then we can move in when spring comes and the weather warms up."
Shen Mo scratched her head: "It's urgent."
"Although living in a military compound is convenient, I'm now running a business and my parents are both employed, so I'm afraid of affecting them."
Although the reform and opening up has just begun and the government encourages everyone to do business, Lu Qingyang is afraid of affecting his parents, so moving out is the best choice for them.
"Besides, this place is close to the school, so it's convenient."
"Well, I'll listen to you. It's just... looking at the little stone and the little fish, I feel..."
"Don't worry, there are still a few months left. Besides, we're all in Beijing. If we want to see it, we can go back and see it."
Shen Mo nodded: "Well, you are right!"
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During the past six months that Shen Mo has been in medical school, the systematic scientific theories of human anatomy, physiology, pathology and pharmacology have provided a framework for sorting out and verifying the scattered experiences and biases she had previously learned from traditional Chinese medicine in the countryside.
She often compares and combines the two on her own initiative.
Western medicine is effective quickly and has clear diagnosis; traditional Chinese medicine focuses on conditioning and emphasizes a holistic approach.
Why should we take advantage of others' strengths to overcome our weaknesses? For example, when treating certain chronic diseases, after using Western medicine to control acute symptoms, can we use traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture for long-term physical conditioning to reduce recurrences?
Or use Chinese medicine before and after surgery to speed up the patient's recovery?
These ideas became clearer and clearer in her mind.
She used her spare time to consult a large amount of limited information she could find, combined with some books given by Lu Qingyang, and carefully wrote a report entitled "Preliminary Ideas on the Integration of Traditional Chinese and Western Medicine in the Treatment of Certain Chronic Diseases."
There are even some simple schematic diagrams carefully drawn in it.
With a feeling of trepidation and anticipation, she went to see an old professor in the department, whose surname was Sun, who was known for his rigor and academic enlightenment.
Professor Sun is quite prestigious in the department and is said to have some interest in integrating Chinese and Western medicine.
"Hello, Professor Sun. This is some of my mature ideas that I wrote. They are about the integration of Chinese and Western medicine. I would like to ask for your help and guidance." Shen Mo handed over the report respectfully with both hands, her heart beating a little faster.
Professor Sun, wearing reading glasses, took the thick stack of manuscript paper, glanced casually at the title, then looked up at the young-looking female student in front of him, who was obviously a freshman, and frowned slightly.
A freshman, who hasn't even finished all the basic courses, dares to write a "concept"?
Young people nowadays are really ambitious.
His tone was calm, even a little perfunctory: "Well, put it here, take a look when you have time."
"Thank you, Professor Sun." Shen Mo didn't hear the coldness in the professor's tone. She bowed happily and tiptoed out of the office.
The report remained on Professor Sun's desk for two days.
On the third day, he made some tea and, having nothing to do, he casually picked up the report and began to read it.
Originally he just wanted to flip through it casually to kill time, but as he read, his expression gradually changed.
His lazy posture disappeared, he sat up straight, adjusted his glasses, and his eyes became focused.
The report has clear ideas and rigorous logic.
The most crucial thing is that some of the integration points proposed in it, such as the phased treatment plan of integrated Chinese and Western medicine for rheumatoid arthritis, and the idea of supplementing patients with hypertension with specific Chinese medicine, diet therapy, and acupuncture on the basis of Western medicine control... The perspectives are novel and the arguments are well-reasoned and well-founded. Although the details are still rough, the general direction is very forward-looking and feasible.
This is completely like the knowledge and depth of a freshman.
Professor Sun was secretly surprised and even a little bit unbelievable.
He read it twice over and over again, struggling slightly inside.
This is indeed a good idea, and it's valuable.
But compared to this ordinary student, who is a girl, he definitely prefers his own student.
Professor Sun has a graduate student named Zhao Zhicheng, who is smart and hardworking. He is one of his most proud students and happens to be doing research in a related field.
If I give the ideas and framework of this article to Zhao Zhicheng, let him revise it based on it, and then publish it under his name...
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