Chapter 540 Precepts and deeds

  If you don’t teach, don’t teach, if you want to teach, you must teach well. One is willing to teach and the other is willing to learn.

   Taking advantage of the opportunity of the kindergarten graduation performance, Ding Mu taught his son for three days, but only taught him the complex underlying logic and let him memorize it by rote.

  He never thought about whether he, a child less than six years old, could understand these complicated things. He just used his super memory to let him memorize the complicated weekly changes. It's like learning English. The sense of language is very important. If you catch the golden period before the age of five, you will have no problems with your daily speech, and then learn grammar, it will definitely be more effective with less effort.

   Three days later, on a bright moon night.

  Ding Mu was standing by the waterside bamboo forest in his manor, wearing a Hanfu that had just been customized by Chinatown, and a lyre in front of him.

  On the tea table not far away, the precious ambergris was burning in a Xuande stove.

  Ding Mu sat upright, caressing his hands, playing a piece of wind.

  A boy, holding a three-foot green blade in his hand, swung it wantonly. It was Ding Yan.

  The sound of swords echoed in the bamboo forest, the moonlight was shining across the rivers and lakes outside Qianshan, and the clouds passed over the back of the mountain eagle. He watched the flowers throwing the ground in silence.

  The sword is in the hand, the star is falling, the rain is pouring, the footprints of traveling alone can't get wet, the sky outside the Yangguan is wild and vast, and the back view deep in my heart can't be blown away.

  Sing a ballad of Indi, the sea laughs, everything is silent, the wind is rustling, the sunset is receding, and the heaven and earth produce Tai Chi.

  Don't you see that the men who have gone abroad since ancient times, how many of them have gone through the history according to the history, and they have gone away one by one, hiding their bodies and names deeply.

  The wind blows to the end of Qingping, thousands of miles of mist, the beacon fire that flies all night, a pot of dirty wine in the clear autumn, light up the lamp to watch the sword and look back at the rise and fall of the sea of ​​people, sail and sing with the years.

  The singing stopped, and Ding Yan also put away his sword, reminiscing about the lyrics he didn't fully understand.

   "Dad, you seem to have many stories." Ding Yan said to Ding Mu.

  Ding Mu smiled lightly and shook his head: "Actually, Dad just wanted to think of a soundtrack for your graduation performance. It's just that your talents are limited, so it's not very appropriate."

   "I think it has the charm of Dahua." Ding Yan said.

"Haha, you still know what charm is." Ding Mu smiled, he paused, and then said, "By the way, Dad happens to have some friends who are also in the United States, and they are all masters of music. Why don't Dad take you there tomorrow?" Go to them. Let them give advice and help."

   "Okay, okay." Ding Yan said, "I haven't gone out with my father yet. Where are they, are they far away?"

   "It's not too far, Dad will take you there in a car. Let's go, wash your hands, go to sleep, and leave tomorrow morning."

   Nothing to say all night.

  Early the next morning, Ding Mu drove the 12-cylinder bulletproof car at home here, and set off with Ding Yan.

   "Dad, where are your friends?"

   "Well, Dad used to study medicine, and his friends are all doctors." Ding Mu said.

   "Oh, then shall we go to the hospital to find them?" Ding Yan asked curiously.

   "Well, let's go to a clinic, a Chinese medicine clinic about 150 kilometers away." Ding Mu replied, he had already investigated, Xue Lingyun and Gongsun Xiao are both in this clinic.

   "What is a Chinese medicine clinic?" Ding Yan asked.

"It's a clinic that uses Chinese medicine to treat diseases. This is not uncommon." Ding Mu said, "I checked yesterday, and there are already more than 8,000 Chinese medicine clinics in the United States. Not only every state has them, but there are also clinics in a big city. There could be hundreds, thousands of them."

   "Oh." Ding Yan asked, "What is the difference between traditional Chinese medicine and ordinary hospital treatment?"

Ding Mu said: "This question is good, but my father can't fully explain it for a while. Simply put, Chinese medicine diagnosis is about seeing, hearing, asking, and knowing, while modern medicine is about using various instruments. Chinese medicine has its own acupuncture treatment method. , and Chinese herbal medicines are basically natural substances. Western medicines are basically chemical products.”

   "Oh." Ding Yan said, "Dad, when you were studying medicine, did you study Chinese medicine?"

"My father studied basic medicine, that is, the basic theory of medicine. However, my father also knows a little bit of Chinese medicine." Ding Mu said, "Actually, Chinese medicine has borrowed a lot from Western medicine. However, there are indeed many things that Western medicine cannot solve. Chinese medicine can solve the intractable diseases, which is amazing.”

   "For example, what kind of disease?" Ding Yan asked curiously.

"For example, some hysteria, mental illness, diabetes, poisoning, and many chronic diseases." Ding Mu gave an example, "Western medicine can only rely on drugs to maintain many diseases, but Chinese medicine can gradually cure them. The key to western medicine is to rely on standard procedures and methods. Treat diseases, and Chinese medicine treats diseases differently for each individual, and a skilled doctor can even treat diseases that are difficult to treat with Western medicine."

   Along the way, Ding Mu gave Ding Yan a few typical medical cases to popularize the knowledge of Chinese medicine.

"In England, there was an honorable queen who suffered from a gastric disorder. She would experience vomiting and constipation at the same time. A master of Chinese medicine used a strong and fragrant green tea to refresh the spleen and appetizer, and the symptoms were relieved immediately. Vomiting and constipation. This kind of effect of pulling a thousand catties in fours and twos, the effect of smashing the wall has a lot in common with Dahua martial arts, spot a flaw, grasp the crux of the problem, the simplest move is fresh, and you will eat it all over the world."

   "Tell me another one, Dad will tell you another one." Ding Yan likes to listen to stories.

"Dahua has a very distinguished old general. He is very old and has a cold. The side effects of western medicine are severe, and the old man will lose his life no matter what. But the old man doesn't believe in Chinese medicine and won't let the doctor of Chinese medicine prescribe Chinese medicine." Ding Mu said, "However, the disease was cured by Chinese medicine."

   "Then how to cure it?"

   "Listen to Dad talking slowly." Ding Mu paused, and said from the shallower to the deeper, "There are many kinds of colds, which need to be dialectical. One of them is called depression and incomprehension."

   "What does it mean to be confused?" Ding Yan asked curiously.

  "The human body feels the wind and cold, and the cold evil invades the meridians, so it starts to get sick. If the treatment at this time is accurate and timely, it will get better soon. If it is not right, the condition will change.

  The results of the confrontation between cold evil and the human immune system are nothing more than three types: righteousness wins evil, and the human body heals itself without medicine;

  Dahua has an ancient book called Treatise on Febrile Diseases, in which it is said that those who suffer from Taiyang disease and have headaches for more than seven days and recover on their own, can use up their meridians.

According to traditional Chinese medicine, the meridians follow, and seven days are a cycle. At this time, when it comes to the end, with the beginning of a new cycle, the body's righteousness will be restored. As long as the cold evil is not transmitted to other meridians, then the body's righteousness, That is, immunity will gradually defeat the cold evil. People will also recover. "

  Ding Yan nodded in approval and said, "By the way, Smith caught a cold a few years ago. He didn't take any medicine. The family doctor said that the cold would heal itself after seven days."

Ding Mu said with a smile: "Western medicine has also discovered this rule, but this is not a conclusive conclusion. If the human body's righteousness is already weak, the cold evil will continue to invade through the meridians, making the condition more serious, and the symptoms will also change. This is the victory of evil over good. In this case, it is necessary to take medicine quickly to increase the body's resistance and prevent the condition from getting worse."

   "Oh, so that's how it is." Ding Yan said, "Then the third situation forms a stalemate, which is what you mean by being depressed?"

"Smart!" Ding Mu praised, "If there is no distinction between good and evil, and there is a stalemate, then it is an expression of depression. The cold evil is stagnant on the surface, and cannot further invade the human body, and the human body cannot drive the cold evil out of the body. , not self-explanatory.

  It is very troublesome to use western medicine at this time, especially for the elderly. Because western medicine kills one thousand enemies, but self-damages eight hundred. While killing the cold virus, it also depletes the body's righteousness. Sometimes the symptoms are relieved, and the body's righteousness is weaker. Although the cold is mostly cured, the human body cannot expel the remaining virus from the body, and it becomes a depression. It can't be cured completely, and it stops from time to time, repeatedly. After a long time, the old man will run out of oil and the lamp will dry up. "

   "Then what should we do?" Ding Yan asked nervously after listening to Ding Mu's vivid speech.

Ding Mu said: "There is a classic prescription here, called Guizhi Ephedra Half and Half Soup. Using Guizhi Decoction can reconcile the health and strengthen the body's resistance, but it has no function of sweating, so it can't expel the cold evil. But with Mahuang Decoction, but sweating too much, it belongs to killing one thousand enemies, and self-injury eight hundred. So there is a prescription of Guizhi Mahuang Decoction, half of which is only one-third of the two medicines, but there is It’s a two-pronged approach. If you understand this prescription, you will also understand the basics of traditional Chinese medicine.”

   "Sounds amazing." Ding Yan praised.

   This has not yet reached a serious point, Ding Mu said: "Patients don't believe in Chinese medicine, so don't take Chinese medicine. What should I do?"

  Ding Yan is just a child, and he couldn't think of what to do, so he asked, "Dad, what should we do later?"

   Ding Mu said: "A bowl of hot and sour noodle soup is enough."

  Ding Yan widened his eyes and said, "Is it the kind of noodles made by Grandpa Niu?"

Ding Mu said with a smile: "This kind of noodles are sour, spicy, and sesame oil. Sour is used to absorb the qi of glory; Sweating is relieved. The symptoms of depression and incomprehension are also relieved. The old general’s illness is also cured.”

   "Amazing! Awesome!" Ding Yan said with bright eyes, "Dad, I want to learn this Chinese medicine too."

   "Okay." Ding Mu's purpose is this, let Ding Yan feel the brilliance of the great Chinese civilization, let him gradually inherit what he has learned. The point is, he still wants to bring his son back to China.

  (end of this chapter)