Chapter 625: The Death of the Great Doctor (Part 2)
"Father!"
Qi Yuanshan called softly.
"No problem!"
Qi Youmin struggled to get up. Fang Le and Qi Yuanshan and Qi Yuanming beside him hurriedly helped Qi Youmin to sit on the sofa.
The eyes of Qi Yuanfeng, Qi Yuanlin and others beside them were already wet, and some people had tears falling down their cheeks.
Most of the people present now are descendants of the Qi family, either Qi Youmin's nephews, or juniors with whom they are relatively close. Having lived to Qi Youmin's age, there are already quite few people of the same age.
Most of the people are doctors, and anyone with a discerning eye can now see that Qi Youmin's situation is definitely a comeback.
Before Fang Le came in just now, Qi Youmin was lying on the sofa. He didn't have much energy to speak. He was obviously on his deathbed, but now he could muster the energy to sit up.
Normally speaking, it is actually difficult for many people to live as long as Qi Youmin. It is not about the age, but the state before death. Without pain, most people may fall asleep when they reach their end.
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"Xiao Fang, where is your golden needle?"
Qi Yuanming beside him couldn't help shouting.
Fang Le grabbed Qi Youmin's wrist and said nothing.
At this point, let alone Fang Le, even if the Great Luo Immortal comes, it may not be able to help. At this time, Qi Youmin has already run out of gas and gastric energy, leaving only the last bit of mental support.
"okay."
At this moment, Qi Youmin was like a candle that was about to burn out. It was already dim, but it bloomed with the last brilliance, and his voice became a little louder.
As he spoke, Qi Youmin glanced at everyone in the living room and took one last look at everyone.
Qi Xingwen, Qi Zhijun, Qi Yuanming, Qi Yuanfeng, Qi Yuanlin, finally set their sights on Qi Yuanshan.
"Father!"
Qi Yuanshan's voice was choked with sobs.
Although he accompanied Qi Youmin through this last period of time, Qi Yuanshan still felt that this moment was too short.
"The Qi family can't help you."
Qi Youmin said slowly: "There are only two people I feel most sorry for in my life, one is your mother, and the other is you..."
As he spoke, the figure of his deceased wife seemed to appear in front of Qi Youmin's eyes.
Qi Yuanfeng and Qi Yuanshan's mother followed Qi Youmin during the most difficult time and gave birth to two sons for him, but they never saw peace.
"Fang Le!"
Qi Youmin slowly turned his head and looked at Fang Le.
"Qi Lao."
Fang Le said hurriedly: "I originally said that I would stay by your side and listen to your teachings during this period of time, but I didn't expect..."
Qi Youmin interrupted Fang Le's words and shook his head with a smile: "Master, let me in. Cultivation is personal. You are better than I thought. During this period, I have heard about what you have done every day...
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As he spoke, Qi Youmin grabbed Fang Le's hand and said, "Passing on traditional Chinese medicine is something left to us by our ancestors. It is the quintessence of the country and the crystallization of the Chinese nation that has been summarized and perfected from generation to generation."
Qi Yuanming couldn't help turning his head away and burst into tears.
When he got up in the morning, the old man felt bad. He didn't eat a bite of breakfast and only drank two mouthfuls of water. At that time, Fang Le had just gotten on the plane.
In fact, Qi Yuanming and Qi Yuanfeng knew very well that the old man had been holding on for a breath this time, waiting for someone, he was waiting for Fang Le.
For Qi Youmin, he had devoted his whole life to traditional Chinese medicine. When he was dying, he had almost no worries. His children, children and grandchildren were all doing well, so Qi Youmin had nothing to worry about.
The last time it was his second son Qi Yuanshan whom he had not seen for a long time, this time it was his younger brother Fang Le who he admired.
Since ancient times, Chinese medicine has indeed had many bad habits. It is passed on from male to female, from internal to external, and the master is often willing to hand over what he has packed in the bottom of the box until he is dying.
When he arrived at Qi Youmin's place, Fang Le naturally had no hidden skills left for him. The only thing he was thinking about was the future of traditional Chinese medicine.
At this moment, Qi Youmin held Fang Le's hand and looked into Fang Le's eyes: "Pass on traditional Chinese medicine."
"Don't worry, Mr. Qi."
Fang Le nodded solemnly.
"Call Master."
Qi Yuanshan reminded from the side.
"Master, don't worry."
Fang Le said again.
"well."
Qi Youmin said hello twice, looked at everyone in the Qi family again, and said slowly: "From now on, I, Fang Le, can read the classics of the Qi family at will. In the future, whenever Fang Le requests anything, you must go all out."
"I understand, father."
Qi Yuanfeng and others responded hurriedly, and the descendants of the Qi family also responded one after another.
Qi Yuanming held back his grief and glanced at Fang Le.
Some people may not understand it, but Qi Youmin's sons, Qi Yuanfeng, Qi Yuanlin, and Qi Yuanming all see it clearly.
What Qi Youmin just said was not so much asking the Qi family to help Fang Le in the future, but also finding a backer and a pillar for the Qi family. With Fang Le's words of master, Fang Le was tied to the Qi family.
piece.
The old man still has selfish motives after all. As long as he is a human being, who can truly live without desires and desires?
After saying that, Qi Youmin looked at his sons one by one again: "I have done everything I can..."
As he spoke, Qi Youmin's eyes gradually became distracted and he stretched out his hand forward: "Your mother is here to pick me up..."
After the words fell, Qi Youmin's outstretched arm suddenly dropped, his body went limp, and he fell behind the sofa. Qi Yuanshan hurriedly supported him, and Qi Youmin had already closed his eyes...
Qi Yuanshan stretched out his trembling hand to touch Qi Youmin's neck, and Qi Yuanfeng placed his trembling fingers under Qi Youmin's nose.
Both of them are very good doctors, so there is no need for further confirmation, but they still can't believe that this scene is true.
"Father, let's go!"
Qi Yuanfeng's voice was choked with sobs.
For a moment, the entire living room of the Qi family fell silent, with only Qi Yuanfeng's voice ringing in everyone's ears.
Fang Le still grabbed Qi Youmin's wrist, looked at Qi Youmin's closed eyes, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
A generation of great doctors, famous Chinese medicine experts from the Republic of China to today, Xinglin national expert, Qi Youmin...
die!
Since then, the older generation of Chinese medicine masters has lost one more, the Xinglin world has lost a great national expert, and the Taishan Beidou-level national master has been missing.
Although Qi Youmin's life was not perfect, he did what he said to his descendants that day, set his words, deeds, and intentions, and was worthy of every patient.
"Father!"
"grandfather!"
........
Suddenly, wailing sounds rang out in the living room of the Qi family, and many people couldn't help crying.
"Father!"
Qi Yuanfeng cried out and fell to his knees.
"Father!"
In the entire living room, everyone who was standing fell to their knees one after another, and Fang Le also knelt down.
Qi Yuanshan lay on Qi Youmin and cried loudly.
"Grandpa Qi, my condolences!"
Fang Le helped Qi Yuanshan up and said comfortingly.
"I'm fine!"
Being helped up by Fang Le, Qi Yuanshan wiped his tears and said in a choked voice: "I am 96 years old, which is considered a long life. In fact, there is nothing to be sad about."
Although he was talking, the tears in Qi Yuanshan's eyes seemed to have burst and kept sliding down his cheeks.
That being said, in reality, there are a few people who can control their emotions.
The saying goes that blood is thicker than water.
Many times, even indifferent people may not have any trouble when facing outsiders, but when it comes to their closest relatives, at that moment, their emotions are really difficult to control.
In an instant, the tears will burst.
"Fang Le!"
Qi Yuanming also came over: "I may not have time to entertain you now."
At this moment, everyone in the Qi family was filled with sadness, and those who prepared the shroud for Qi Youmin began to prepare the shroud.
Qi Youmin could hardly hold on anymore last time. It was also because of Fang Le that he persisted for an extra month. The Qi family had already prepared the funeral arrangements, so they were not in a hurry.
"What Uncle Master said, I can be considered one of my own."
Fang Le had just called Master Qi Youmin in public, but now he naturally changed his tune when facing Qi Yuanming.
As for Qi Yuanshan, he has the status of master and apprentice, but he still used to call Fang Le according to the title from Fangjiaping. The title of Grandpa Qi is actually more intimate than Master.
"Your original room has been packed up. You will live here temporarily until the farewell ceremony for the old man's body is completed."
Qi Yuanming said to Fang Le.
"Um."
Fang Le nodded: "Uncle, you don't need to greet me. I can't help you much, and I won't cause trouble."
Fang Le is half a member of the family, but he is not familiar with the Qi family, so he really can't help, but he doesn't need special greetings.
In fact, in addition to Fang Le, there were several guests who came after hearing the news and needed to be greeted by the Qi family. Fang Le was not familiar with them, and Qi Yuanming did not introduce them, so this was not the time to get to know each other.
"Fang Le."
Cheng Yunxing walked to Fang Le. Xingxing had been outside just now, but the whole atmosphere made Xingxing a little uncomfortable.
"Grandpa Qi."
Cheng Yunxing also said hello to Qi Yuanshan.
Qi Yuanshan and Cheng Yunxing have met before, and they also know that Cheng Yunxing is Cheng Kangcheng's grandson.
"You stay with Fang Le tonight."
Qi Yuanshan nodded to Cheng Yunxing and said.
After saying a few words, Qi Yuanshan also went to work. Fang Le and Cheng Yunxing did not bother them and talked at the door.
After all, the Qi family is a wealthy family, so the death of Qi Youmin is also a big event.
After a while, the entire Qi family was decorated and the mourning hall was set up.
Fang Le also took the time to call Sun Qingping.
"Qi Lao is gone?"
On the other side of the phone, Sun Qingping was silent for a long time, but couldn't help but ask again.
"went."
Fang Le said: "It was very peaceful when I left."
"That's good. The farewell ceremony for the body will be the day after tomorrow?" Sun Qingping asked.
"Yes, the day after tomorrow."
Fang Le said: "Why don't you come here? It's quite far and it's a lot of work."
Sun Qingping had been to Shanghai last time, and this time Fang Le persuaded him that Sun Qingping was not too young.
"also."
Sun Qingping said: "Please burn incense for me."
Sun Qingping came here last time and met Qi Youmin, so he didn't bother with it this time. However, on the day of the farewell ceremony, many important people came to the Qi family.
Because of the inconvenience of information transmission and transportation, the news of Qi Youmin's death was known to more people here in Shanghai, and not much news was heard in those farther away. However, both Xue Shuyang and Wang Gexin from Yanjing came.
I have met Xue Shuyang and Fang Le, and we have a pretty good relationship with him. This is the first time I have met Wang Gexin, a tall, thin, energetic old man in his seventies.
Wang Gexin was also in Yanjing and came with Xue Shuyang.
When Fang Le saw Wang Gexin at the first glance, he could tell that Wang Gexin was a practicing practitioner, good at kung fu, and worthy of being a master of orthopedics.
Xue Shuyang specializes in traditional Chinese medicine and internal medicine, and Wang Gexin specializes in bone setting. He can be said to be the number one person in the Xinglin world for bone injuries.
In addition to Xue Shuyang and Wang Gexin, there are also many people coming from Shanghai. There is an endless stream of famous doctors and big shots in Shanghai.
Since the morning, the luxury cars coming from the Qi family have not stopped, one after another.
Because there were so many people coming, most people came, burned incense, bowed, and then turned around and left without stopping.
The luxury car in front of Qi's house came and went.
Qi Youmin started practicing medicine at the age of twenty and arrived in Shanghai at the age of thirty. He is ninety-six years old this year and has practiced medicine for seventy-six years, which can be said to be countless living people.
Just here in Shanghai, I don't know how many people have received the kindness of Qi Youmin, and even some people in the Qi family can't even name them.
"Fang Le!"
Cheng Yunxing and Fang Le stood together, looking at the endless stream of visitors.
Suddenly Cheng Yunxing touched Fang Le and nuzzled towards the door.
In fact, Fang Le had already seen it without Cheng Yunxing talking.
A large group of people came in from the direction of Qi's house. They lined up neatly and walked into the door under the leadership of a seventy-year-old man.
Judging from the clothing, everyone was wearing ordinary clothes, which was incomparable with the big shots who came before. However, just such a group of people moved the people who came to attend the farewell ceremony.
A group of about thirty people came in, including men and women, old and young.
Everyone did not say a word after entering. They just led the old man to the mourning hall and offered a stick of incense to Qi Youmin. Then everyone bowed in unison. The Qi family bowed in return, and everyone left silently.
The most important thing is that such a team is not just one. After a while, there will be a similar group of people, maybe a dozen people, or more than twenty people, sometimes five or six people.
The Qi family naturally did not stop anyone from the farewell ceremony for today's body. There were too many people. Except for some people like Xue Shuyang and others who came from afar, most people just came and left without any hospitality.
It is precisely because of this that many people come.
For a moment, Fang Le couldn't help feeling a little emotional, this is Qi Youmin, this is a great doctor of a generation.
The passing geese leave their voices, and the passing people leave their names. Qi Youmin practiced medicine throughout his life, and he is indeed worthy of the name of a great doctor.
The farewell ceremony for the body lasted until the afternoon, and Fang Le and Cheng Yunxing could not remember exactly how many people came and how many important figures came.
Big bosses in Shanghai, well-known entrepreneurs, famous doctors...
Today there are celebrities, high-ranking officials, wealthy businessmen, and civilians...
They all came silently to see Qi Youmin off.?
(Four thousand words, this big plot is over, let’s sort out the plot, there will be one update today!)