I turned around and slowly stood up, my mind racing fast for a second or two, and I already had an idea. His face remained silent, and he greeted politely: "You are Teacher Tian, right?" Fortunately, I will be glad to meet you! ”

I guess if the scene at that time seemed to outsiders, it was like Mr. Tian was a guest at my house.

Feeling that Wang Jianguo behind him also stood up, he didn't need to look back to guess how embarrassed his expression was at this time. It is certainly quite unfavorable for us to be caught as a thief, but no matter what tricks are hidden in this house, I don't believe that with Wang Jianguo's skills and my limited but extremely tragic fighting experience, we will suffer any immediate losses.

But now, Mr. Tian looked at us with the same disgust as an uninvited guest, nor as angry as a thief, nor as ashamed or panicked as a conspiracy was discovered.

Finally I couldn't help but ask, "Do you know me?" ”

"It's more than acquaintance!" What responded to me was another voice as crisp as a silver bell, and then a person walked out from behind Teacher Tian, it was Tian Ge.

She then tilted her head, laughed and shouted to Wang Jianguo behind me, "Thank you for bringing him here." ”

At that moment, I felt like the air had suddenly frozen. This girl, a simple sentence made me feel like a man, not daring to determine whether Wang Jianguo, who was close at hand, was in the same group as them, and afraid that if I turned back and confirmed it to him, it would destroy the only united front.

It was Mr. Tian who broke the deadlock first. He pulled Tian Ge and smiled at us: "You must be confused now, right?" ”

I was silent, still looking at them with a calm smile. I'd like to see what cards he can play!

"Tao Yong, I have something I want to show you." He walked briskly towards us.

I wanted to avoid his coming, but thinking that Wang Jianguo was still behind me, I was not at ease after all, so I took a step back, secretly grabbed his arm, and motioned for him to dodge first. This time, I saw his iron-blue face, and looked at the father and daughter with complicated eyes, which naturally stated his position. I can't help but feel relieved: it seems that I still don't believe the wrong person!

Teacher Tian went straight to the small table, took out the key to open the top drawer, took out a book and handed it to me.

As soon as I got the book, I was stunned. Why does this book look so familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere? This is a hand-copied version of the thread-bound book, and the words "On the Time Attributes of Traditional Chinese Medicine" are written on the cover with a clear brush.

Turning the first page, there is a pen signature: Tao Jingxi, January 1976. My heart was so shocked that I couldn't speak for a while.

This Tao Jingxi is none other than the old man in my family who died more than ten years ago.

This time I couldn't hold back any longer, and asked eagerly, "Do you know my father?" ”

Teacher Tian smiled: "This time I really have to answer, 'It's not just knowing'." Your father is my best friend, comrade-in-arms, confidant, and someone I will never forget. ”

I was really surprised to hear it! I actually met my father's deceased friend thousands of miles away from my hometown. But listening to his meaning, they are very close, why haven't I heard my father mention a friend surnamed Tian?

Mr. Tian probably saw my suspicions, and then said, "No wonder you are surprised, this is really a long story. Let's go to my study and let's talk slowly. ”

With this book at the bottom, I don't doubt him, and follow him in the direction of the door.

After walking a few steps, I felt that something was wrong, and when I turned around, I found that Wang Jianguo was still standing in place with a complicated expression. Thinking of his position, he hurriedly walked back and hugged his neck, while quipped to Teacher Tian: "Let me introduce you, my brother Wang Jianguo." ”

Teacher Tian laughed, took my words and said, "Okay, let's go up together, Xiaoguo." ”

Wang Jianguo saw that there were steps to go down, smiled a little shyly, and followed us out of the hut.

There were steps outside the small door, and up there was a corridor, and the shadows of the swaying trees outside the room were reflected on the surrounding walls through the windows.

This scene reminded me all at once! It was that dream, the dream I had on the night of my gas poisoning, and I saw this book written by the old man! It's just that before I can see the title, I'm already poisoned and delirious.

I suddenly felt very magical, could it be that I have the special function of an unknown prophet?

Back to the study where we had been before, Mr. Tian arranged for us to sit down, and asked Tian Ge to pour two cups of tea.

"Where to start......" When it came time to get to the point, Mr. Tian hesitated.

"Let's start with how you know the number and time of my train to Beijing." I proposed.

He was stunned for a moment, then laughed again, and said, "It seems that you have really investigated a lot of things!" ”

I didn't move, but I wanted to know the answer.

"Why do I know? It's simple, because I asked you to come! His smiling appearance suddenly made me a little tired of looking at it, how can I feel like I am hiding a knife in my smile? I cut my curiosity one by one, and I couldn't die, but my heart was itching.

"You asked me to come? How? ”

"Then let me ask you, why did you come to Beijing?" Teacher Tian asked rhetorically.

"The unit sent me to participate in pharmacist training!" When I said this answer, I suddenly had an idea. "You...... You don't know our dean, do you? ”

He shook his head and said, "Hmm...... It's not an acquaintance. ”

What is the answer? But all at once I could hear something in his words. After a little groaning, I suddenly remembered someone. "Do you know my Uncle Zhao?"

When he heard this, he seemed to be quite surprised by what I said, and nodded with a smile in his eyes full of appreciation: "Zhao Dongkai, that's right, I know him." ”

So that's it, the truth has finally been solved! In fact, my reasoning is also very simple, he just said that my father is his good comrade-in-arms, and the old man's other good comrade-in-arms is Uncle Zhao. It's not hard to tie the two together. I can't help but pay tribute to Uncle Zhao who is far away from my hometown in my heart: You are really heartbroken for ****! ……

But there are still questions: "You're not a physics teacher, why are you still in charge of pharmacist training?" ”

He pointed to the book in my hand: "Isn't the answer in the book in your hand?" ”

In this book? I picked up the book again and read it, and I couldn't help but want to read it.

"Well, don't you have classes in the afternoon! Go to class first, and have time to read the book in the evening. Tomorrow is Sunday, so let's talk about something else, how about it? ”

I thought it would be a long story to hear him, but I didn't expect to be sent away like this. I was about to object, but when I saw Wang Jianguo next to me nodding incessantly, I felt that it was really time to take a break. I gladly agreed.

The two of them walked out of the Tian family's courtyard and breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, not only did we not completely uncover the original puzzles, but added more puzzles. But in this short afternoon, we were hit by too many things, just like watching an intense movie, and I really wanted to go back to reality and let myself breathe.

And at this stage, the harvest has been great, and the book I grasped in my hand is like a key to open the door to an unknown world, mysterious and full of charm, which makes me look forward to it.

In the afternoon, there happened to be a supplementary course called Appreciation of Classic Works of Traditional Chinese Medicine. I didn't even have the heart to listen to the lecture, so I deliberately hid in the back of the classroom, intending to take the time to start reading that book early.

Before the teacher could stand firmly on the podium, I couldn't wait to lower my head and open the book and start reading.

When I opened the first page and saw the old man's familiar handwriting, I couldn't help but feel a shock in my heart. From the beginning of my understanding, he gave me the impression that he was a busy man, although because he was one of the best military medical experts and could give his family good living conditions, everyone gave me a thumbs up. But in my opinion, he is not a good father. I rarely see him, and sometimes for a short time, he devotes a lot of time and energy to reading and writing.

I didn't know what he was up to at the time, but I knew that it was like the saying goes: sons grow up watching their father's back. What I see is really always just the back.

So when the news of his death came, I didn't even have much sadness. There is a thread missing between me and him, and what is connected by blood is only the reason that belongs to the mind, not the emotion that belongs to the heart.

But now I suddenly saw his old pen, like an oil lamp that had been set aside for many years, suddenly re-lit, its light flickering, but its core burning.

I took a deep breath: now is not the time to sigh, there are more important things waiting for me to do!

So I retracted my mind and began to read the content seriously.

"At present, people in the world only know that herbal medicine can cure diseases, but why does it have healing effects? Since when did doctors begin to rely on herbal medicine to treat patients? ……”

Fortunately, the old man used a semi-vernacular in his writing, and did not come, "It is the right time, and the right Shi Shi is suitable for the city." The clan regarded it as ten lions, and the arrow was powerful, so that the ten lions died. "That set. Beauty is beautiful, but it has ruined the interest of many people to read it.

Although his father used to be a medical scholar studying abroad, he has always been an admirer of traditional Chinese medicine. I've heard of that. The book begins with a discussion of the reason why Chinese medicine has begun to decline in recent years because it has been challenged by Western scientific standards.

It's no wonder that foreigners see that the Chinese pharmacist grabbed a handful of medicine, weighed it with a small scale that is not very accurate, and then divided it into several portions according to his feeling and sent it to the patient. How can such casual medicine be considered science? Looking at our Western medicine, everything can be measured on the machine, seen under the microscope, each disease can be located with a bunch of data, and the medication is accurate to micrograms, which is called science!

As a result, many Chinese scholars began to be ashamed of themselves, and began to try to prove the scientific nature of traditional Chinese medicine with machines and data. But when I study and study, I will only become more and more confused, more and more unconfident, and I will waver first without waiting to convince others.

Tell me, this couldn't be simpler, the standard is different! If you don't believe it, you don't have to. For example, if you have to get married at the age of 15, you can go to a place with such a rule, and there is no need to argue with me about whether the age of 15 can be a human being.

Besides, there are Chinese medicine and Western medicine in the pharmacy of our hospital, what do you believe in, what you want, I will give you what you want, okay, you can experience it yourself, what is there to fight for?

After reading a chapter, I found that the old man also had this opinion, and I couldn't help but laugh.

At the beginning of the second chapter, a theory was thrown out that struck my eye. He said, "Whoever is sick is out of balance." The body deviates from the track on which it depends, and evil is evil, so that it is fallacious. Chinese herbal formulas, on the other hand, promote the return of the body to its original balance due to its biased properties......"

I understand what he meant, the human body is originally a system of mutual restraint and balance, and the so-called illness is when something goes wrong in a certain link and a vicious circle begins. The characteristics of traditional Chinese medicine prescriptions are "bias", some medicines are "hot", some medicines are "cool", some medicines are "laxative", and some medicines are "supplements".

After some discussion, I was surprised by one sentence that is the conclusion of this article!

"When balance is constant, imbalance is impermanence, impermanence returns to permanence, and the reversal of time is also."