Although it is only for the training of one exam, the organizer still arranges a lot of content more responsibly. When I got the books and the admission notice, I was shocked to see that it was like going back to school. In addition to focusing on the study according to the examination subjects, I also have to make up for some marginal knowledge, in view of the fact that I have been more partial to Chinese medicine over the years, I am of course a Chinese medicine pharmacist. In addition to the main courses, there are also supplementary courses such as the theoretical basis of Chinese medicine, the appreciation and analysis of classic works of Chinese medicine, the introduction to acupuncture, and even anatomy and a brief history of Western medicine. I still have to get up in the morning to run, do recess exercises in the morning and afternoon, and have seminars in the evening. The training period is three months.

For me, when I was close to the age, my first reaction when I saw this timetable was sleepiness, and my eyelids were heavy. Although Sundays are allowed, this school is far away except for being a little closer to the Great Wall, how can a lazy person like me have the spirit to spend that week?

To be honest, I've wondered more than once if everything I experienced the day I came here was a dream. If it weren't for the small amount of blood left on his hands that night, plus the bag of notoginseng powder missing in his schoolbag. I'm not even convinced that Wang Jianguo ever existed.

Until about a week after the start of the training.

On that day, an old gentleman with white hair and beard surnamed Chen gave us a lesson on Chinese medicine identification. As always, I fell asleep less than ten minutes after the class started. I was sleeping soundly when a book slammed on my head, and I looked up with sleepy eyes, and Mr. Chen was glaring at me with angry eyes.

"You trainees are all selected by various units, and they represent the honor of your unit, so if you don't study hard, how to be worthy of the trust of the leaders and colleagues of the unit!" His beard shook with rage.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's me who failed the motherland and the party, I know it's wrong!" I was afraid that his old man would be angry, so I quickly nodded and laughed.

The old gentleman said reluctantly: "Since this classmate is sleeping in my class, probably because he already knows the content of my teaching, then please explain to you what the medicinal properties and effects of the medicine I am talking about now." ”

When I looked up, there were two big words written on the blackboard: "Kudzu".

I thought to myself, this isn't just a grip. In fact, I have listened to the things that the old man just said, but the words are too awkward, and now I can't remember half a word. But I have always been very strong-minded, how could I surrender my gun and admit defeat, so I stood up and cleared my throat, and said loudly: "This, the flavor of Pueraria Mirifica, the main function is to drain water." To put it simply, like the pressurized water wells we usually use, the water that sinks under the ground is brought up and used for drinking, cooking, washing faces and feet. In the human body, it is to treat the symptoms of lack of water on the head, such as sore throat, thirst, and stiff neck when you have a cold. Because of its ability to direct liquid into the pipes, lesbians can also use it for breast enlargement......"

Speaking of this, more than 20 people in the room burst into laughter, and several female classmates blushed and discussed. And the old man Chen next to him was even more furious and yelled at me: "Nonsense! You give me the back...... Sit and go! ”

I guess he was going to get me to the penalty station. But when I saw my vicissitudes of life, I remembered that I was no longer a child, so at most I threw it to the back of the classroom and ignored it.

Actually, these things I talked about are really not made up, they were taught to me by Dr. Li, who took me when I first entered the pharmacy. When you feel a little sore throat at the beginning of a cold, take a few grams of kudzu root to boil water as tea, and who knows the effect. The unilateral formula is so effective, and the compound can produce countless changes, which can be said to be a very cheap and high-quality medicine.

Speaking of this Dr. Li is also a strange person in our local area, it is said that in the early years he saw the chiefs in Beijing, but when he was ****, because the composition was not good, he retired to us in the second half of his life and lived a life without fighting with the world. It's also strange to say that he originally had the medical skills to get rid of the disease, but then he didn't accept the treatment at all, but he had a deep affection for traditional Chinese medicine, and he had been working in the pharmacy. Compared with the pharmacology of the old gentleman in front of him, Master Li spoke much more vividly.

I was about to reorganize the old mountains and rivers and go back to sleep, when suddenly when Mr. Chen turned back to write the board book, a figure hurriedly floated to me and sat down. I turned my head and saw that it was a young girl. He is in his early twenties, combed with two braids, has a delicate and handsome face, and a pair of phoenix eyes that do not smile to himself, but his eyes are a little aggressive.

"You're Tao Yong, right? I've been paying attention to you for days. "It's quiet, but it's direct.

"Uh...... I'm Tao Yong. You are? ”

"My name is Tian Ge." She replied, "Actually, I'm not from this class." ”

"And what are you doing here?"

She pursed her lips: "Do research." ”

"What are you studying?"

"Originally, I wanted to study what the teachers were saying, but now I think it's more interesting for you to talk about it. A few days ago, when you talked about the theory of yin and yang, I decided, I want to study you! "I was surprised, not only because of the content of her words, but also because of the domineering and calm tone in her tone, which made me instantly feel that I was not like a man in his thirties, but like a cute guinea pig in the laboratory!

The other day she said it happened in the first class of the theoretical foundations of Chinese medicine last week.

The person who taught this class was the red-faced teacher who went to pick us up at the station at that time, surnamed Yang. I have a good impression of him, not only because he has a cheerful personality, but also because he doesn't have the shelf of a teacher and doesn't have so many bad rules.

The class was scheduled for the evening, and the classroom was a little stuffy, so he simply called the two dozen of us to the edge of the playground, and each of us gathered some firewood from the woods and lit a bonfire. Everyone gathered in a small circle and took advantage of the firelight to attend the class.

The class was about a mystical theme that has been eternal, and even Chinese culture: yin and yang.

Mr. Yang did not solve the problem first, but handed over the theme to everyone to play freely.

Although most of me have been working in hospitals for a few years, when it comes to these abstract theories, it is still a hungry ghost eating a roasted hedgehog - I don't know where to start.

The first few speakers intermittently said that some blood is yin and qi is yang, abdomen is yin and back is yang, six yang meridians and six yin meridians, and some similar examples.

To be honest, they are all right, but they are not clear enough, Chinese medicine is originally very down-to-earth, and it is because of these mysterious expressions that Western medicine has been repeatedly criticized by Western medicine for being too abstract and subtle. But then again, if you don't use these words to sum it up, you really can't find any other suitable words.

I didn't want to speak, so I hid in the shadows of the fire, listening consciously or unconsciously, and staring at my feet in a daze.

Suddenly, Mr. Yang waved his hand and said, "That classmate is holding his hand so high, please tell me!" Then the rest of the eyes turned to me.

When did I raise my hand? I felt a little strange in my heart, and I felt as if a figure flashed behind me, but I couldn't find it when I turned my head.

I had no choice but to say casually: "I think yin and yang are actually a relationship. The ancients discovered that there are many things in life that always exist in pairs, there are men, there are women, there are days, there are nights, there are hot days, and there are cold days...... There are many, many more, so I found two words for crepe - yin and yang, to describe them. ”

Teacher Yang raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "It's a little interesting, go on." ”

"These things don't just exist in pairs, they also have some interdependence." I saw the campfire in front of me and suddenly thought of a good example, "Let's take this fire." If you think of it as a person, the firewood is the 'yin' and the flame is the 'yang'. There can be no fire without firewood, but there is no use without firewood. They exist together, and how long they can burn is how long the person can live. ”

Everyone seemed to have never heard such a straightforward theory from me, and they all looked at me with some surprise.

"There's a word called 'drawing from the bottom of the kettle,' which makes people feel as if the firewood is pulled out, and the fire decreases, but in fact...... "I reached out and pulled out a long branch from the fire, and the fire first weakened, and then it seemed to burn stronger." I put the branch back and continued, "...... The fire will become strong because the rest of the branches can no longer suppress the fire, so it will burn faster, and when it comes to people, it is called 'yin deficiency fire prosperity', life is being consumed at an accelerated rate, and life span will be shortened. ”

"On the other hand, if there is too much firewood, to a certain extent, not only will the fire not burn longer, but will accelerate the extinguishment, which is called 'yin and yang decline'." I looked at a thick branch beside me, and threw it into the fire, and at once smashed the firewood stand that everyone had set up, and the bonfire was instantly extinguished, splashing countless sparks and bursting with thick smoke.

At this moment, the crowd suddenly became chaotic, and they all stood up and fled, and the firefighting, screaming, coughing, and shouting became noisy.

I didn't expect the experiment to be so good, and I was thinking it was funny, when I suddenly heard a "hee-hee" sound behind me. I immediately turned around, but I still didn't see who was laughing. Now I understand, it turned out to be this Nizi in front of me, and I didn't know how to get into our team at that time.

I was about to reply to her with a few words to reinvigorate my man's authority. A voice came from the right side: "You have chosen the right person, Boss Yong is not an ordinary person." ”

When I looked at it, it turned out to be Wang Jianguo!

When I saw him, my first reaction was that I was very relieved, which confirmed the authenticity of that night's experience, although I was surprised, it was no longer supernatural. Hurriedly asked him, "Why did you come here?" ”

He smiled and said, "I didn't have a class today, so I came to see you, and I haven't thanked you for saving me that day." ”

Tian Ge on the left didn't appreciate his affection, pouted and said, "Yes, you don't need to tell me." ”

"You two know each other?" I asked.

Wang Jianguo whispered in my ear: "There are too few people in this school who don't know her, a science madman, a genius girl." I think it's right to be called a 'weird girl'. ”

Tian Ge obviously heard it, and he had already slapped it. Wang Jianguo smiled and dodged away, still saying in his mouth: "Not only that, but you have to be called a 'rude girl'." ”

I teased: "This 'genius girl' seems to know you very well, and it seems that you are not an ordinary person!" ”

Wang Jianguo waved his hand and said, "I am his father's student, so I was bullied by her!" ”

Immediately afterwards, he was obviously pinched, and he didn't dare to scream, and a painful expression appeared on his face.

I sighed and thought: deserve it!