Chief Chinese Medicine

Jiang Fei didn't expect Mr. Ma Zhishan to value him so much that he would accept him as his apprentice.

It stands to reason that it would be an honor for such an old Chinese doctor to accept him as an apprentice.

As long as there is another person, they may agree without hesitation.

It's just that Jiang Fei didn't want to be a teacher in his heart. It wasn't that he looked down on Ma Zhishan's reputation, nor did he look down on Ma Zhishan's identity.

It's that Jiang Fei doesn't like being limited by a certain school's medical thinking, that is to say, he doesn't want to exclusively follow the cold school in the future, or simply follow his own spleen and stomach school.

If you want to become a master of traditional Chinese medicine, it is absolutely not enough to specialize, you have to be greedy, and you have to chew.

Only by absorbing the strengths of hundreds of schools can we become the most powerful master of traditional Chinese medicine.

Ma Zhishan also thought for a moment, not really wanting to accept Jiang Fei as a disciple, but mainly because seeing such a good seedling, his heart was somewhat moved.

But after seeing the hesitant look on Jiang Fei's face, he thought this little guy was very interesting.

He has been practicing medicine for so many years, and he has never accepted apprentices, because he inherited the knowledge from his family, and he must pass it on to his sons and grandchildren.

If Jiang Fei worships himself as a teacher, he will be the first outsider of Ma's medicine, which is not a light weight.

With more than 70 years of experience in practicing medicine, as long as Jiang Fei eats half of it, even if it is only a third, it is enough for Jiang Fei to use for a lifetime.

But this little guy showed hesitation, how can he not make him feel curious.

When Liao Chengjie saw that the team leader didn't agree, but was full of hesitation, he was anxious for Jiang Fei, wishing he could agree instead of Jiang Fei.

Ma Wenbin was so angry that his nose almost twisted off, what does this Jiang Fei mean?Look down on your father?

How long has your father been a doctor?What right does Jiang Fei have to look down on him?

Asking you to become a teacher is giving you a chance, but you kid is not only not sure, but you are still hesitating?

"What do you mean? You don't want to worship my father as a teacher? Do you think my father is not worthy? Or is it that we are not worthy of Ma's medicine?"

Ma Wenbin spoke in a deep voice, his face very gloomy and ugly.

This opening gave Jiang Fei a big hat.

Hearing this, Jiang Fei frowned subconsciously.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Ma Zhishan said with a smile: "Don't be happy with things, don't be sad with yourself, he is a good seedling."

Such a good young man, even if he can't be accepted as an apprentice, he shouldn't be hated, turning what was originally a good thing into a bad thing.

"Mr. Ma, have you read Mr. Jin Yong's The Legend of the Condor Heroes and The Condor Heroes?"

Jiang Fei smiled slightly, looked at Ma Zhishan and asked.

He didn't mention the apprenticeship, but asked Ma Zhishan about martial arts novels.

These two martial arts novels, published in the 50s, quickly became popular in Chinese circles, and naturally the same is true in China.

Especially now that it has been seven or eight years, the scripts of some novels have become more popular.

Of course, if Ma Zhishan doesn't read martial arts novels, that's a different matter. Jiang Fei can only give another example.

Fortunately, Ma Zhishan likes Peking Opera, but he also likes to read some books, and he has also read martial arts novels.

"Of course I've seen some, what do you want to say?" Ma Zhishan was a little confused by Jiang Fei's words, so he asked with a frown.

Jiang Fei still smiled and asked, "Which martial arts master do you like?"

Ma Zhishan seemed to understand what Jiang Fei meant, but he still didn't quite understand it, but after thinking for a while, he said: "I remember there is a leader of the beggar gang named Hong Qi, I admire it very much."

"One has to do something and not do something in one's life. When Hong Qi was young, he cut off his finger as a warning because he stole food and delayed a major event. That's why he got the title of Nine-fingered God Beggar."

"We should do the same as Chinese medicine practitioners. Don't be afraid of things, and don't worry too much. As long as you go all the way to the end, you will see the hope of victory sooner or later."

Ma Zhishan's reasoning is very simple and not profound, but it is easy to say, but it is too difficult to do.

He himself has practiced medicine for more than 70 years, and has never given up on the path of Chinese medicine.

But in today's era, even decades later, when capital and hot money flow into the country, how many people can still maintain their original aspirations?

Can doctors not be restricted by money and capital?Doctors also have to survive, and doctors also have wives and children. Who doesn't want their family members to live well?

Under such circumstances, it is easy to breed an impetuous atmosphere.

Practitioners of medicine refuse to study medical skills in a down-to-earth manner, but think about how to make money and receive red envelopes every day, and how to write papers to evaluate professors.

Such examples can be found everywhere in later generations, and there is no need to give examples at all.

"Mr. Ma, I like Guo Jing in these two books the most."

"Although the whole person seems to be a bit stupid, in fact, he is truly wise and stupid. That sentence is that the great man is for the country and the people, and it is the loyalty of all martial arts people."

"But I really like the character of Guo Jing because he absorbs the strengths of various schools, integrates them, forms his own line, and finally ranks as the Northern Xia."

"I learned grassland archery in the early years, and then I met the Seven Heroes of the South of the Yangtze River, and then I was a real person taught by Quanzhen, and I learned the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms from Hong Qigong. Military strategists wrote Wu Mu's suicide note."

"Although these are all martial arts novels, they are just jokes."

"But after hearing this, you should also understand what I mean."

"It's not that the younger generation doesn't know good and bad, but I hope to become Xinglin's Guo Jing."

When Jiang Fei said this, everyone understood why he used martial arts novels as an example.

It's not that he didn't answer the question, but that he meant something.

Borrow such allusions from martial arts novels to illustrate my ambitions.

After Ma Zhishan heard the words, he was silent and dumb for a long time.

Because he suddenly didn't know how to evaluate Jiang Fei, a young man.

To say that he is a little arrogant is really not enough.

Young people have high ambitions, which is completely understandable.

It's like when he was a child, he still wanted to be an imperial doctor to treat the king like his father, but of course there were no kings anymore.

But his ambition was not small at that time. Among the many experts in Xinglin, how many of them can become imperial doctors?

Now Jiang Fei's meaning is also very obvious. He doesn't want to stick to what one family learns. He wants to absorb the strengths of hundreds of schools. After mastering them, he will form his own school.

It's just that it is too difficult to do so, and it is difficult to succeed.

What each family of Xinglin Doctors have learned is not to complement each other, learn from each other's strengths to make up for their weaknesses.

On the contrary, they are contradictory or even opposite dialectical systems.

Under such circumstances, if there is no discerning heart, without a heart that truly understands Chinese medicine, super talent can only be lost in the opposite dialectical theoretical system.

Febrile disease school tells you not to use cinnamon twigs, and use ephedra with caution.

The typhoid school tells you that cassia twig is very useful, and gypsum and ephedra are the best medicines for doctors.

With such contradictory ideas on both sides, how do you choose?

But Ma Zhishan has to admit that Jiang Fei has great ambitions, and if he succeeds, he will become a well-deserved big player.

"According to what you said, is I, Ma Zhishan, Jebe or the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan?"

Ma Zhishan asked Jiang Fei with a smile, he really wanted to know what this little guy thought of him.

Jiang Fei replied without hesitation with a smile: "You are not Jebe, nor are you the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan."

"I'm not humble enough to say that the junior's current medical skills are at least Hong Qigong and the old naughty boy who are qualified to give advice."

"Haha, you boy climbed along the pole."

Hearing this, Ma Zhishan couldn't help laughing, and he was very happy with his beard.

The atmosphere in the house also melted in an instant, and it was fun.

Jiang Fei's words were not only a compliment to himself, but also a compliment to Ma Zhishan.