What Ozawa Masao said is actually correct. He is Japanese and will never belong to China.
But he didn't want to violate his original intention.
But continuing to do nothing will only make the father more sad. After all, the father is the family member.
In this conflicting mood, he started reading from his work notes.
Select the medical case in which Qin Fan used acupuncture to treat Teacher Gui's burns when he was in Hong Kong.
He also gave a very complete copy of Qin Fan's prescriptions for prevention and treatment of children's diseases using acupuncture and traditional Chinese medicine.
This was interpreted, analyzed and summarized.
Looking at the email, Ozawa Oriji was actually in a very bad mood.
He sighed silently in his heart and finally pressed the send button.
Half an hour later, he received a text message from Masao Ozawa.
Only a few words.
"Good son, keep up the good work!"
Ozawa Oriji felt bitter in his heart. He felt like he was a thief. The feeling of guilt for stealing was so strong.
It was only about eight o'clock in the evening, so he simply walked out of the apartment.
Stroll under the shade of trees where there are not many people.
His mind was filled with the encouragement from Masao Ozawa, the teachings given to him by Teacher Leng Shuangning, and the trust placed in him by his colleagues at Bian Que Medical Clinic.
But now, he has failed his teacher's teachings and even more, the trust of his colleagues.
He was a little dazed and didn't notice the various pedestrians coming and going.
Suddenly, a girl's scream came from behind.
"Ah...ahhh...ouch!"
Then, there was a "plop" that brought Ozawa Oriji's thoughts back to reality.
He turned back quickly.
I saw a shared bicycle lying on the ground, and a girl was grinning in pain.
It turned out that the girl didn't notice Ozawa Oriji walking either.
When he found out, Ozawa Oriji, who was in a daze, still leaned towards the middle of the road.
It was too late to avoid and brake, so the girl screamed and fell down.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
Ozawa Oriji quickly wanted to help him.
But he stopped immediately and did not dare to reach out to help him. He was worried that he would be misunderstood even more.
He could only stand there and keep bowing and apologizing.
"How do you walk? You don't walk on the sides, but you always walk in the middle."
The girl was also so angry that she slowly got up from the ground while rubbing her legs.
"Miss, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Ozawa Oriji apologized again and again.
"I was thinking about something and didn't notice it. Were you injured in the fall?"
Seeing Oriji Ozawa apologizing like a chicken pecking at rice, the girl couldn't say anything.
She bent down and picked up the small bag on the ground.
Ozawa Oriji quickly helped the other party lift the shared bicycle.
"Forget it, I'm fine. Fortunately, I'm not an old man."
The girl waved her hands angrily. She really wanted to say, put your butt on the ground and see if it hurts.
Ozawa Oriji was slightly startled.
Immediately, he understood that the age the other party referred to was his age.
The girl rolled her eyes at him and rode away again.
Ozawa Oriji smiled bitterly and was about to turn around and leave, but found a key on the ground.
It must have fallen out of her pocket when the girl fell down.
"Hey! Your key!"
He grabbed the keys and ran after her, but his legs couldn't catch up with the girl on the bike.
Helpless, he had no choice but to give up.
Thinking that if the girl couldn't find the key, she might go back to the place where she fell to look for it.
He simply waited there.
Summer nights are always cool and there are many people out walking.
But after waiting for an hour, the girl didn't come back.
In all kinds of boredom, he was alone in a daze, not knowing what to do.
Masao Ozawa has no other children.
His father didn't care about him since he was a child, and he always studied step by step.
Once I was playing with my peers from the Ozawa family.
The child called him a bastard. At that time, the child's father changed his face and beat the child vigorously.
He also kept apologizing to Ozawa Oriji.
As he grew older, Ozawa Oriji no longer asked about his mother.
He only thought that maybe the Ozawa family deliberately concealed his mother's status because of her humble status.
He really doesn't want to stay with Ozawa's family for a moment.
It's like a big coffin, often so oppressive that I can't breathe.
"Hey, you're still here, have you seen my key?"
A girl's voice rang in my ears.
Ozawa Oriji looked up and saw that the other person was the girl riding a bicycle. He quickly took out the key and handed it to her.
"Oh, miss, you are back. Here is your key."
The girl took the key and felt a little moved in her heart.
"You...are you here just waiting for me?"
Nowadays, things have nothing to do with oneself, let alone just a bunch of keys.
"Well, you were riding too fast and I didn't catch up with you." Ozawa Oriji said.
"I guess you have to come back to look for it, so I just waited for a while."
"Puch", the girl smiled brightly, "you are such a good person, thank you."
Good guy?
Ozawa Oriji burst into laughter.
"You're welcome, I made you fall."
"Okay, we are even now." The girl smiled and said, "Then I'm leaving, thank you!"
Ozawa Oriji bowed slightly politely.
The girl was about to get in the car when she stopped again and said, "Good man, what's your name!"
"My name is Ozawa Oriji."
"Ozawa... Oriji, are you Japanese?"
The girl was a little dazed. She looked Ozawa Oriji up and down.
"Yeah!" Ozawa Oriji nodded.
"It turns out that Japan also has good young people." The girl smiled and got on the bus skillfully.
She hadn't ridden very far when a word came to her.
"A good person from Japan, my name is Huang Fang!"
Yes, the girl is Huang Fang who was interviewed at the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital today.
Hearing what Huang Fang said, Ozawa Oriji couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.
Are there no good people in Japan?
But is he a good person?
The next day, Bian Que Medical Clinic went to work as usual.
Qin Fan, Zhu Zhengyuan and others treated and diagnosed the patients in an orderly manner.
Suddenly, there was a burst of noise outside.
Five or six people came from nowhere. The older ones were in their forties and the younger ones were in their twenties.
They stood outside Bian Que Medical Center and distributed leaflets in their hands.
Yin Tao, who was on duty, didn't pay attention at first, but later, he noticed something was wrong.
Because after receiving the flyers, many people pointed at Bian Que Medical Clinic.
He couldn't help but go out and take a look.
When he saw this, he immediately became furious.
Yin Tao has long regarded the medical clinic as his second home, a place that gave him new life.
How could he tolerate openly slandering Chinese medicine and distributing leaflets about black Chinese medicine in front of Bian Que Medical Clinic?
Yes, these five people are the kind of people who blackmail Chinese medicine.
The leaflets openly proclaimed that traditional Chinese medicine not only defrauds people of money and harms people's health, but also destroys people's thinking, destroys the nation's scientific literacy, etc.
The signature turned out to be something against the Federation of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
"Bah! Get away from me!"
Yin Tao was so angry that he grabbed the flyer in the opponent's hand.
It was torn to pieces in just three or five strokes.
"What do you want to do? Today is a society ruled by law, with freedom of speech. Traditional Chinese medicine is meant to deceive the people."
"You won't let us talk anymore." The other party was not convinced and immediately started arguing.
"Who asked you to come here to distribute leaflets? If you don't believe in Chinese medicine and no one advises you to believe in it, get out!"
Yin Tao rebuked rudely.
"Everyone, take a look, this is what Chinese medicine is like!"
When the man saw Yin Tao getting angry, he became even more energetic and almost raised his arms and shouted.
"The examples on our flyers are absolutely true. Traditional Chinese medicine is a kind of pseudoscience and is completely baseless."
This time, more people immediately gathered to watch.
He stepped forward and asked a passerby, "Sir, do you believe in the theory of the unity of nature and man in Chinese medicine and the theory of yin and yang and the five elements?"
Passers-by shook their heads repeatedly, "I don't understand."
He asked another passerby, "Brother, do you believe that yin and yang are out of balance?"
The passerby also shook his head.
"You see, this is the theory of traditional Chinese medicine. It sounds very confusing to us, and it is even more confusing when it comes to treating diseases."
"We have to believe in modern science and traditional Chinese medicine for treating diseases, but they are all lies."
Another middle-aged man wearing glasses also waved his arms excitedly.
"Traditional Chinese medicine is all about guesswork. If you are lucky, you will get good treatment. If you are not lucky, you will see King Yama!"
Their passionate speeches attracted more and more people to watch.
"Bah, Chinese medicine is something left by our ancestors. You have even forgotten your own ancestors!"
Yin Tao was so angry that he snatched the flyer again.
A young man on the other side also got angry and hit Yin Tao mercilessly.
But unexpectedly, his fist did not fall, but was held tightly.
It turned out that at some point, Qin Fan and Zhu Zhengyuan both walked out of the medical clinic.
It was Xiaowen who held his fist.
"Get away!" Xiaowen waved his hand.
Suddenly, the young man felt a strong force coming from his fist and staggered back several steps.