The iron fence outside the villa opened automatically, and Qin Xuan followed Mr. Fang and walked in.
On the way, Qin Xuan couldn't help but wonder why Mr. Fang called him here. With a touch of surprise, he walked into the villa building and put on his slippers.
Mr. Fang had already put on his slippers, turned his head and glanced at Qin Xuan with a faint smile, and said with a chuckle: "Xiao Xuan, come to the study with me!"
Qin Xuan nodded slightly and followed Mr. Fang quietly to the study.
"Ah, Mr. Fang, you're back, I'm going to cook..."
Hearing the noise in the living room, the middle-aged nanny came out of her bedroom. When she saw it was Mr. Fang, she said with a slightly anxious voice.
Mr. Fang turned his head, waved his hand and said, "No, I've already eaten. You go and rest!"
After saying that, he strode into his study room on the first floor.
Qin Xuan's calm face showed a smile after seeing the nanny, nodded slightly, called aunt in a sensible manner, and followed Mr. Fang into the study.
The middle-aged nanny stared blankly at the study room that Qin Xuan had conveniently closed. She was stunned for a while, shook her head, and walked to her bedroom.
She knew that the two of them must have something to discuss, so it was not easy to disturb them. Moreover, she had been busy all morning and now wanted to take a rest, so she returned to her bedroom.
In the study, Mr. Fang walked straight to the chair behind his desk, lowered his head and opened the drawer on the desk, took out a pack of cigarettes, opened it, took out one and lit it, took a deep breath, and then looked up at the person standing
Qin Xuan, who was at the desk, pointed to the chair beside him and said, "Xiao Xuan, don't stand, let's sit down and talk."
Qin Xuan followed his instructions and sat on the chair pointed by Mr. Fang.
"Xiao Xuan, do you know why I came to you?" Mr. Fang exhaled a puff of smoke and continued.
Qin Xuan shook his head. Mr. Fang brought him without saying a word. How could he know that something was wrong!
"Haha, look at me, I'm old and confused!" Mr. Fang patted his forehead and said with an embarrassed smile.
He had just asked casually, but now he remembered that he had never said anything to Qin Xuan, and seemed to ask how Qin Xuan knew what he was thinking.
Mr. Fang said sheepishly: "Xiaoxuan, how are you doing with your research on acupuncture?"
Although Qin Xuan was surprised that Mr. Fang brought him to this study and asked this question, he still answered seriously: "Well, Mr. Fang, I still have some understanding of acupuncture, although it is not as good as some elders."
Acupuncturist, but I guess it’s not too bad.”
Mr. Fang nodded when he heard Qin Xuan's answer. He asked Qin Xuan again just to make sure.
"Then Xiaoxuan, wait a moment!"
After speaking, Mr. Fang put out a cigarette in his hand.
Slowly standing up, Mr. Fang walked to the large bookshelf on the side and suddenly took out a key from his body. After pulling out a few books, he immediately inserted the key into the exposed secret compartment.
"Click..."
A few seconds later, Mr. Fang pulled out a wooden board from the secret compartment, reached out and took out a box wrapped in brown paper.
Qin Xuan didn't see the joy and relief on Mr. Fang's face when he looked at the box with his back turned to him.
Turning around slowly, Mr. Fang had a faint smile on his face. He reached out and handed the box to Qin Xuan, and said softly: "Xiao Xuan, this contains medical books on acupuncture. You can take it and study. Remember, you must keep it."
This medical book is something that is worth a lot of money."
Qin Xuan showed a hint of surprise. He did not expect that Mr. Fang would give him a medical book on acupuncture when he was brought here. Although Qin Xuan did not read the content, Mr. Fang valued the medical book and hid it so closely.
He knew that this medical book must be very valuable.
And judging from Mr. Fang's expression and his words, it is obvious that this book on acupuncture is definitely very important to him.
Reaching out to take the box, Qin Xuan observed it carefully.
The outside of the box is wrapped in kraft paper and is rectangular in shape. It is about the width and length of a book and six centimeters thick. It is a very compact box.
Qin Xuan glanced at Mr. Fang, and at Mr. Fang's signal, he stretched out his hand and peeled off the kraft paper.
What appeared in front of Qin Xuan's eyes was a wooden box. Qin Xuan knew that this kind of wood was a kind of fragrant nanmu. It smelled of a faint Zen fragrance. The surface of the box looked very old.
There are four ancient seal characters engraved on it - Five Elements Acupuncture, majestic and magnificent. Just by the momentum revealed by the characters, Qin Xuan knew that the person who carved these four characters must be a very ambitious person.
Qin Xuan couldn't help but open the box, and what he saw was an ancient book, more than five centimeters thick, with a dark yellow cover and the same four words - Five Elements Acupuncture - engraved on the cover.
Qin Xuan couldn't help but turned to the first page and started reading.
The first page is a general outline of Five Elements Acupuncture. Although it has only thirty-six words, in Qin Xuan's opinion, it is dry and difficult to understand, as if it contains thousands of profound meanings that are difficult to grasp.
Qin Xuan took one look at it and became addicted to it. He only felt that this general outline seemed to contain the profound meaning of Tao. He only read it for a while and felt that he had gained a lot. He had a new understanding of medical skills and martial arts.
new understanding.
Hearing the sound of coughing, Qin Xuan woke up. Seeing Mr. Fang next to him, Qin Xuan said embarrassedly: "Mr. Fang, hehe..."
"It's okay, how are you?" Mr. Fang said with a smile, a little proud in his tone. He was very confident in his book.
"Mr. Fang, I only read this general outline and thought this book on Five Elements Acupuncture is amazing. What is the origin of this book?"
Qin Xuan heard what Mr. Fang said and said curiously, Qin Xuan now admires the person who wrote this acupuncture book. Although he has no chance to meet him, Qin Xuan can see the author's heroic spirit just from this summary.
Thorough and in-depth research on medical skills.
After hearing Qin Xuan's words, Mr. Fang did not answer directly. Instead, he took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep breath, and then closed his eyes, as if he was lost in long-lasting memories.
When Qin Xuan saw Mr. Fang like this, he didn't want to disturb him, so he stood aside quietly and waited silently.
After a while, Mr. Fang recovered from the distant memories. He saw Qin Xuan still standing beside him and said, "Xiao Xuan, sit down. This is a long story. If you want to hear it,
Just wait for me to speak slowly."
When Qin Xuan heard what Mr. Fang said, he quickly turned around and walked out the door.
Mr. Fang was stunned. He knew something might be wrong with Qin Xuan, so he didn't say anything.
Qin Xuan came to the hall and made a cup of tea, then walked to the study.
Seeing the tea brought by Qin Xuan, Mr. Fang's eyes were a little moist. His wife passed away early, and his children were away from home all year round. He was often the only one at home, although he was often with a few old friends.
We chatted and reminisced about old times, but we couldn't avoid the loneliness of living alone at night.
Now seeing Qin Xuan's sensibleness and filial piety, he felt an unspeakable warmth and touch in his heart.
Qin Xuan handed over the tea and sat on the previous chair, ready to listen to Mr. Fang's story.
Mr. Fang took a sip of tea and saw Qin Xuan opposite him who was preparing to listen to him seriously. He nodded and said:
"That was very early on. At that time, I was sent to the countryside and did manual labor. I was exhausted and suffered a lot every day. Perhaps that period was the darkest day in my life."
Speaking of this, Mr. Fang couldn't help but sigh.
Then he took a sip of tea and continued: "Just when I was in agony, an old man came here. He was wearing a simple Chinese tunic suit and was doing manual labor like me. Since we often work together, we just
We got to know each other, and I found out that his name was Zeng Wenfu, and he was an old Chinese medicine practitioner. I asked him why he came here, but he didn't say anything."
Mr. Fang raised his head and glanced at Qin Xuan, who was listening attentively, paused, and said: "But he is really powerful. Every night when he comes back, he just massages a few acupoints for me, and the next day I am full of energy and vitality.
If it weren’t for his help, I probably wouldn’t have been able to hold on during that period.”
"Then what?" Qin Xuan couldn't help but ask. As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Qin Xuan knew he was being reckless.
Mr. Fang didn't care, and continued: "After a while, a group of people suddenly came and took him out. When he came back at night, he saw that his clothes were torn, stained with blood, and he was depressed.
How can I still look as strong and healthy as when I first came here?"
"I hurriedly went up to ask what happened, but he just waved his hand and said nothing. I had to help him to the bed. I was about to go out to fetch water and clean him. He took my hand and seemed to
If you have something to say to me."
Speaking of this, Mr. Fang's face was full of melancholy, as if he hated the person who had done this to the old Chinese doctor but was helpless.
Soon, Mr. Fang got rid of this emotion and continued: "I saw him crawling out of bed with difficulty. I quickly went up to help him. When I came to a corner, he moved a brick away and then put it away.
Take out this box."
As he spoke, Mr. Fang pointed to the box on the table and continued: "He handed the box to my hand and told me that there were medical books hidden in this box, which were handed down from his ancestors. Now he is the only one left in his generation.
One person, knowing that he did not have long to live, passed this medical book into my hands. He knew that I was not a person who loves to study medicine, so he asked me to pass this medical book on if I meet someone who loves to learn Chinese medicine in the future.
Leave it in the hands of those who love to learn Chinese medicine."
After saying so much in one breath, Mr. Fang felt that his throat was a little dry, so he picked up the cup and took a sip of water. Looking at Qin Xuan's eager look, he smiled and said: "Xiao Xuan, don't worry, I will tell you everything.
of."
Qin Xuan also felt that he was a little anxious. He took a deep breath, calmed the restlessness in his chest, and said, "What happened to the old Chinese medicine doctor in the end?"
Although Qin Xuan had vague guesses, he still hoped that the old Chinese medicine doctor could survive.
He knew that the old Chinese doctor must be a man with unparalleled medical skills, but he didn't know why he ended up in such a situation. At this time, Qin Xuan also felt deep regret in his heart. If he could meet the old Chinese doctor, it would be