It's just half past nine, and it's only been more than three hours since I was beaten, and all the redness, swelling and bruises on my head and face have disappeared! It is said that although these are skin injuries and do not get in the way, it is impossible to reduce swelling and dissipate stasis every three to five days, is this also related to the fact that my body is electrocuted? Is the transformation of my body the result of the genetic mutation in the film and television drama, and the rhythm of becoming a superman?

"I think it may have a lot to do with your body, you were electrocuted yesterday, and you should go to the hospital for a thorough body check-up. Yin Yuting stood at the door of the bathroom, looking at Wu Lang in a daze.

"I'll go when I find time, thank you for your concern!" Wu Lang's expression immediately returned to calm, turned his head to look at Yin Yuting and smiled.

"My girlfriend asked me to go out, you should have a good rest first!" Yin Yuting also looked at Wu Lang and said with a smile.

"Okay, I know, you can go play!" Wu Lang nodded and smiled.

Yin Yuting then went to the second floor to change into plain casual clothes, told Wu Lang a few more words, and went out.

Wu Lang looked at the empty living room, returned to his room on the second floor, opened his suitcase, and took out Chinese medicine books: Chinese medicine diagnosis, Chinese medicine, prescriptions, Neijing, Typhoid Theory, Warm Disease, History of Chinese Traditional Chinese Medicine, Chinese Medicine Doctrines, and the "Yellow Emperor's Neijing" and "Difficult Scripture" that he bought, put them on the carpet one by one, sat cross-legged, and then watched carefully.

As time passed, Wu Lang's eyes were turning rapidly, his hands were turning the pages faster and faster, and his brain was like a huge computer, running at high speed, constantly accepting, absorbing, analyzing, judging, classifying, and summarizing......

Wu Lang slowly closed the last book and looked at the time on his phone: 11:30.

From 9:40 a.m., it took an hour and fifty minutes to read all the dozen or so books, and completely saved them in my memory word for word.

Although Wu Lang was still very excited, he was no longer as excited as he was at the beginning, so he immediately put the books in the suitcase, looked at the palm-sized iron box, took it out, and put it in the palm of his hand to read it carefully.

The iron box looks, black and not slippery, without a trace of luster, in the middle of the front and in the middle of the opening, there is a very small disc, there are from 0 to 9, ten numbers, it should be a combination lock. This is my father's favorite thing, and as for what is in it, Wu Lang doesn't know.

Wu Lang picked up the small iron box and shook it, feeling that it was light and fluttering, and what should be kept was a letter or something. Then he put the small tin box in the corner of the suitcase and covered it with clothes.

Wu Lang thought about the origin of traditional Chinese medicine that he had told Yin Yuting in the morning, and he couldn't help but think of a hypothesis he had seen......

A long, long time ago, on the planet we lived, there was a highly developed civilization, according to the early mythological records of the world's peoples, this civilization originated from the teachings of "gods", we can call it the first civilization of mankind. There is growing evidence that prehistoric civilizations existed.

Suddenly, there was a great flood of unknown origin between heaven and earth, and the waves nearly a thousand meters high engulfed all life in the plains and valleys, and only a few people survived on the desolate plateaus or high mountain tops, and all the previous civilizations of mankind were destroyed by this flood, including medicine.

When the flood waters receded, the surviving humans walked down the plains from the mountains, and they found many remnants of civilization in the ruins of the past, including medicine. But the surviving humans were not the pre-flood elite, they were some relatively backward shepherds with little culture of their own. Therefore, even though they found the advanced medicine they had before, they could not understand it and could not apply it in practice. But the disease does not understand the suffering of humanity, and in the ruins after the flood, they are tormenting everywhere, eroding the lives of these survivors, and humanity is facing another destruction.

The "gods" who had created the highly developed civilization before the flood and had already departed (the heavens in the separation of heaven and earth) could not bear to watch human beings destroy themselves by disease, so they had to come to the earth again to teach medical knowledge and the structure of human life to the human beings who were tormented by the disease. The flood survivors, the tribes named after the mountains, sent their most astute men to learn medicine from these "gods" and recorded this knowledge in the form of oral histories.

After a few more years, human beings began to have their own writing, and the first thing they had to do was to write down the knowledge in their memory, and then summarize it, and finally form the "Yellow Emperor's Neijing".

In other words, when we first came into contact with TCM after the Great Flood, it was a fairly complete medical system, but because there was not much time at that time, and because the survivors of the flood were too backward to accept all the knowledge imparted. These teachers do not teach the practical operation of Chinese medicine to human beings, but focus on teaching the theoretical part of Chinese medicine and practical acupuncture techniques, in the hope that human beings can create practice on the basis of their own perception of theories in the future. This is the reason why there is a disconnect between the theoretical level of TCM and the practical level.

From the above point of view, it can be seen that there are two civilization systems in human history, one is the prehistoric civilization system, the source of which is being further studied, and the other is the civilization created by human beings themselves, which we habitually call material civilization. These two civilizations are very different in their basic understanding of the world, and they understand the world we live in and ourselves from different perspectives. Due to differences in basic understanding, the methods and means adopted to transform the world are also different. Traditional Chinese medicine is the medical system of prehistoric civilization, while Western medicine belongs to the medical system of material civilization.

The human body itself is a huge treasure, biologists believe that the human body is composed of cells, there are about 40 trillion to 60 trillion cells in a person's body, and the cells that control various systems complement each other, and the complexity of the human body is no less than that of a universe.

The structure of the human body is so delicate that to this day, we still can't explain what consciousness is, and what part of the human body is made of? It is generally believed that consciousness is thought, which is stored in the human brain, but even if scientists magnify the cells of the human brain 10,000 times, they have not found out where the "organs" that trigger consciousness are.

The human brain has about 14 billion nerve cells, and only more than 1 billion are regularly active and used, and 80%~90% of the nerve cells are in a state of sleep and have not yet played a good role. Some scientists believe that a healthy human brain, if it continues to learn throughout its life, can hold more than 500 million books.

"When", "When", "When"......

Wu Lang's thoughts were disturbed by a knock on the door, and he immediately got up from the carpet and opened the door.

"My cousin told you to go down to dinner. Yin Yuting smiled at Wu Lang.

Wu Lang nodded, did not speak, and followed Yin Yuting downstairs to the restaurant.

Wu Lang was still thinking about the human body in his mind, his eyes were a little dull and he casually sandwiched the dishes on the table, put them in the bowl, and didn't eat them, and looked at the scrambled eggs with leeks on the table in a daze.

"Xiao Langlang, what's wrong with you, what are you doing in a daze, that's scrambled eggs with leeks, commonly known as "Mrs. Le", you should eat as little as possible as a single dog! Otherwise, you will always be "majestic" all day long, but what can you do?" Yin Fat looked at Wu Lang with a straight face.

"Fatty, you're still squirting feces when you're eating!" Wu Lang glanced at him.

", this young man, why is he so rude!" Yin Fatzi glared suddenly, looked at Wu Lang and exclaimed.

Ga...... Ga...... Ga......

Hey...... Hey...... Hey......

The two of them burst out laughing, staggering in unison......

Yin Yuting couldn't help laughing, looking at Wu Lang and his cousin, unrestrained, unpretentious, sincere and enthusiastic friendship, her heart was full of admiration and envy.

"How is the food I cooked?" Yin Yuting looked at Wu Lang and said with a smile.

"Very good, the taste is moderately salty and not greasy. Wu Lang ate the food in the bowl and praised again and again.

"Is the food cooked by your mother delicious?" Yin Yuting looked at Wu Lang happily and said.

After Wu Lang listened to her words, he was stunned for a moment, then finished eating the food in the bowl in three or two times, put down the dishes and chopsticks, didn't say a word, and turned around and went upstairs.

"What's wrong with him?" Yin Yuting looked at Fat Yin and asked.

"Xiao Lang Lang, he has not had a mother since he was a child, as for the reason, his father has never said it, since he was sensible, he has never mentioned his mother's affairs, this is his heart disease, and it is his taboo, don't ask again in the future!" Yin Fat Man rarely looked at Yin Yuting seriously.

Yin Yuting hurriedly nodded again and again, and said, "Cousin, I won't mention this matter in the future." How did you meet?"

Yin Fat Man lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and pondered for a while, as if recalling the past.

"More than a year ago, when I first came to Haizhou, one day I drank too much in a bar alone, and I came out and met six or seven thugs, who wanted to rob my mobile phone and wallet, I was top-heavy, and my face was covered with blood by them, and none of the onlookers dared to go over to dissuade me, at this time, suddenly a young man who was about the same age as me came over, did not speak, picked up the wine bottle on the ground and broke it, wrapped it in a bag of clothes, wrapped it around two fists, and beat the thugs at them。 ”

"Wu Lang is so stakesome, he doesn't want to die at all!" Yin Yuting listened to her cousin's story in surprise.

Then he walked to the fire hydrant on the side of the street, washed the blood off his face and head, and left without a sound. I came out of the hospital the next day, and asked someone to look for more than half a month before I found this kid, I didn't expect him to be still in college, and then I got close to him, and the longer the contact time, the more I admired him as a person. He usually doesn't like to talk, he only chats with familiar people, this is because of his personality, and people who are not familiar with him think he is arrogant and looks down on people. He is a very kind-hearted person, since his father was in a car accident more than a year ago and broke his leg, he took a break from school at home, settled his father, and then went to drive a taxi to earn living expenses, and came back to cook halfway, arranged the house in an orderly manner, cleaned up, and slept for up to three or four hours a day, but his spirit was very strong. I never took a nap when I drove, and I once gave him money, and he turned his face with me at that time, and I was so scared that I didn't dare to mention it in the future. He got drunk again and said, since I was a child, I am such a bosom friend, I hope to be a lifelong friend. After Yin Fatzi finished speaking, there was a little crystal clear liquid flashing in his eyes, and then he blinked suddenly, lowered his head and smoked hard......

Yin Yuting turned her head to look at the closed door of Wu Lang's room on the second floor, stood up, walked up the stairs, and knocked lightly three times.