Chapter 159 The Big Project Since His Debut
Like Hua Tuo, Wen Wenxuan had never heard of Li Shizhen.
But he didn't dare to ask too many questions, lest he leave Lin Rui with the impression of being a chatterbox and ignorant.
"Teacher Fusheng, may I take a look at the medical classic 'Compendium of Materia Medica'?"
Born into a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, Wen Wenxuan was interested in medical classics for the first time in his life.
But this interest wasn't about promoting traditional Chinese medicine. Besides satisfying his own curiosity, he also wanted to find more resonance when singing this song.
Furthermore, if someone were to bring up old questions and ask him if he truly understood the "Compendium of Materia Medica," he would make a fool of himself if he couldn't answer.
"Sure, but the manuscript is a bit messy, I need some time to organize it."
Should we ask him to bring out the "Compendium of Materia Medica" now?
How could that be!
All that medical knowledge is now stored in his head, so where would he find the manuscript to give Wen Wenxuan in the short term?
One hour later.
Wen Wenxuan carefully put away the sheet music as if it were a precious treasure. It was already 2:30 a.m., but he still couldn't help but make a phone call home.
"You little brat, what are you doing making such a racket in the house in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"
Half asleep, Wen Xianhua fumbled around on the bedside table for a while before finally finding her phone.
"Has something happened to our son?"
A woman's voice came from the side.
After being reminded, Wen Xianhua became a little more sober and quickly asked, "What exactly happened?"
"Dad, Mom, I'm fine."
Wen Wenxuan quickly explained, "I just wanted to ask you, Dad, if you know the legendary physician Li Shizhen? Oh, and there's also a legendary physician named Hua Tuo."
"Li Shizhen? Hua Tuo? Miracle doctors?"
Wen Xianhua thought for a while before shaking his head: "Never heard of it. Also, when did you become so interested in medicine? Can't you talk about urgent matters during the day? Why do you have to come and bother your old man in the middle of the night?"
"Dad, why don't you go ask Grandpa?"
That's a nice thing to hear!
Wen Xianhua's face immediately darkened: "You little brat, you can't sleep, so you have to drag your whole family along? Also, your grandfather isn't home, he went to Yunzhou."
Wen Wenxuan didn't ask his grandfather why he went to Yunzhou. As a medical mecca, his grandfather would go there every few days.
It's not a good season to buy medicinal herbs right now, and besides, this kind of errand-running work has long been handed over to Wen Xianhua, who is probably invited to attend some medical seminars or similar events.
"Can you please stop nagging a bit?"
Zheng Ling pushed Wen Xianhua in annoyance and snatched the phone: "Wenxuan, is something urgent?"
"What urgent matter could he possibly have?"
"Don't speak!"
Zheng Ling snorted.
Wen Xianhua, who was standing to the side, decisively fell silent and walked to the window to light a cigarette.
"It's nothing urgent, it just concerns Teacher Fusheng."
"Fleeting life?"
Zheng Ling immediately became interested: "Tell Mom what happened quickly. You mentioned before that Fusheng seems to be in poor health. Do you want your grandfather to take his pulse?"
"Teacher Fusheng's illness was cured half a year ago by a legendary doctor named Li Shizhen."
"This legendary doctor wrote a posthumous work called 'Compendium of Materia Medica,' and Teacher Fusheng wants to promote this medical classic."
"I even wrote a song for this, called 'Compendium of Materia Medica,' and I was given the opportunity to sing it."
Because it was on speakerphone, Wen Xianhua, who was not far away, also showed an expression of listening intently.
Today, throughout Xiazhou, and even the entire First District, the name Fusheng is almost universally known, though not quite.
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