Chapter 80 Longgu Culture (Two thousand monthly tickets plus more updates)
"In that situation, all you cared about was whether you could save Mr. Luan's life. It didn't matter whether I had a license or not. Even if you knew my condition at the time, you would still choose to let me help save people."
Xu Chunliang adjusted his seat to find a comfortable position and said lazily: "Su Yunquan doesn't believe that I saved you Mr. Luan at all. He despises Chinese medicine from the bottom of his heart. Due to Mr. Luan's face, he still restrained himself tonight. He thinks
It was just a coincidence that I rescued Mr. Luan."
Mo Han had to admire Xu Chunliang's keen observation. Su Yunquan had concealed it well tonight, but he still didn't hide it from his eyes.
Su Yunquan did what Xu Chunliang said, and believed that Luan Yuchuan's rescue was all due to Xu Donglai and Li Jiakuan's timely artificial cardiopulmonary resuscitation, rather than any traditional Chinese medicine acupuncture. It was most likely that Xu Chunliang was at the right time when he performed acupuncture on Luan Yuchuan.
When you wake up.
In other words, Su Yunquan believed that no matter whether Xu Chunliang took action or not, it would not have much impact on Luan Yuchuan's recovery. It might have played a supporting role, but it was by no means decisive.
"Mr. Luan, thank you very much."
Xu Chunliang smiled and said: "The person he trusts the most is Su Yunquan, so he is also shaken. I can see that he is unwilling to give this card. The more this happens, the more I want to accept it with his life."
Far more than 50,000 yuan, right?"
"You underestimated Mr. Luan's situation."
Xu Chunliang asked: "Who do you think saved Mr. Luan?"
Mo Han didn't hesitate at this point: "You!" This was what she really thought in her heart, because she witnessed the whole rescue process with her own eyes.
Under the circumstances, everyone expressed their true thoughts. Xu Donglai even told her tactfully that Luan Yuchuan could not be saved.
The improvement of Luan Yuchuan's condition started with Xu Chunliang's acupuncture. If there was a certain chance of his awakening, then the pain after his awakening was unbearable for such a strong person. Xu Chunliang was the one who used the needles at that time, and it was quickly relieved.
His pain.
Mo Han believed that she was not wrong. Xu Chunliang was far more intelligent than she imagined. Thinking that Xu Chunliang had repeatedly explained that he was not a doctor, there was no need to follow any high-minded medical ethics. Luan Yuchuan's life was far more than 50,000.
"Why did Mr. Luan refuse to undergo bypass surgery?" Su Yunquan was not only Luan Yuchuan's friend, but also a top cardiologist in the country. Since he admired coronary artery bypass surgery, why did Luan Yuchuan not undergo surgery after admission? Instead, he chose conservative treatment.
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Mo Han said: "Everyone has their own ideas, others cannot influence them."
"A man as smart as him must have fully evaluated the pros and cons."
Mo Han secretly thought that the word shrewd was appropriate for you, but she didn't know why Luan Yuchuan refused the bypass surgery. She agreed with Xu Chunliang's words. Luan Yuchuan must have his own reasons.
The success rate of coronary artery bypass surgery is already very high nowadays, and Su Yunquan performed it himself, so it can be said to be almost foolproof. What on earth is Luan Yuchuan afraid of?
Having arrived at the gate of Nanjiang City Party School, Xu Chunliang asked Mo Han to park the car outside to save him the trouble of registering in and out.
Before getting off the bus, Mo Han handed him an umbrella. It was still raining outside, so Xu Chunliang took it and said thank you.
Mo Han said: "Can you really cure coronary heart disease?"
Xu Chunliang smiled and said: "What is your relationship with Luan Yuchuan?"
"What does this have to do with you?" Mo Han was a little unhappy.
Xu Chunliang said: "My answer is the same as yours."
Pushing open the car door, holding up an umbrella, and striding into the autumn rainy night.
Mo Han sat in the car and did not leave immediately. Two car lights illuminated Xu Chunliang's figure. The bright autumn rain under the light was like insects flying in the sky, blurring Xu Chunliang's outline, but not blurring his strength in the wind and rain.
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On the fourth day of training, Xu Chunliang finally received a call from Bai Mushan. He had been back for two days, but he only received the letter left by Xu Chunliang today.
Bai Mushan was very polite on the phone and offered to come to Nanjiang Party School to meet with Xu Chunliang. Xu Chunliang said that he would go to visit him himself.
Bai Mushan left him an address, which was not Nanjiang Normal University where he taught, but his studio in the university town, only three kilometers away from the Party School. He suggested that Xu Chunliang come over at noon and have lunch with him.
There were many shared bicycles at the entrance of the party school. Xu Chunliang chose to ride to Nanwan Lake Cultural and Creative Park, where Bai Mushan is located. This is an emerging villa-style office area. It has just been completed half a year ago and there are not many companies moving in.
Baimushan is located in Building 29. The buildings in the Cultural and Creative Park have white walls and gray tiles, full of Jiangnan charm, rich green plants, and elegant landscaping. A stream was dug from Nanwan Lake to run through the entire Cultural and Creative Park from south to north.
The difference in terrain creates a beautiful scenery of springs and waterfalls.
After Xu Chunliang's routine registration, he stepped inside and the sceneries changed as he moved, which was pleasing to the eye.
When I arrived at Villa 29, I saw a bronze signboard hanging next to the Chinese-style courtyard door, with four characters engraved on it in oracle bones - Longgu Culture.
Xu Chunliang estimated that Longgu was a homophone for dragon bone. The fact that Bai Mushan could open a studio here proved that he had good economic conditions.
I looked around, found the doorbell, and rang it. Not long after, a young man wearing a linen Tang suit came to open the door. He was Bai Mushan's disciple Xue Anliang, who is currently a doctoral student.
Xu Chunliang revealed his identity, and Xue Anliang welcomed him in with a smile and told him that the teacher had been waiting inside for a long time.
The small courtyard in Longgu Culture adopts Japanese dry landscape design, with exquisite layout and full of Zen feeling.
Go around the screen wall with the red mountain and jade dragon pattern in front and enter the living room.
Xue Anliang asked him to sit in the living room for a while, and then he would ask the teacher to come down.
Xu Chunliang looked around. The interiors were all decorated in Chinese style. At a glance, he could tell that the owner liked Chinese culture and had extraordinary taste. Every decoration reflected the owner's elegant taste.
Xu Chunliang's eyes were fixed on a rubbing on the opposite wall. This rubbing came from oracle bone inscriptions. He almost immediately concluded that the content on it was the "Tian Yang" chapter of the "Huangdi Neijing", a total of thirty-three chapters.
These words are only a small part of the "Tian Yang" chapter. Naturally, it is impossible to deduce the whole picture of the "Tian Yang" chapter from this part of the content.
Xu Chunliang's eyes did not stay on that rubbing for too long, and immediately turned to other furnishings.
Xu Chunliang was thoughtful and thoughtful. The rubbing was hung directly opposite the place where he sat. Xue Anliang led him the way from the moment he entered. Even the place where he sat was arranged by him. If Bai Mushan had given the order in advance, then what was his intention?
Most likely to observe his own reaction when he sees this rubbing.
The reason why Xu Chunliang made this conjecture is that if you look carefully, this rubbing should be hung up newly. Hanging a painting for a long time will leave more or less traces. Although his internal strength is greatly reduced, his eyesight is not.
decrease.
Xu Chunliang picked up the teacup and sipped the tea, secretly thinking that there was something interesting about today's meeting.
After waiting for more than ten minutes, Bai Mushan just came down. Before he could go downstairs, he apologized: "Mr. Xu, I'm sorry, I was just attending a video academic conference and kept you waiting for a long time."
Xu Chunliang stood up and saw a man in a gray Tang suit walking slowly down the stairs.
Bai Mushan is fifty-five years old, his hair is completely white, but there is not a single wrinkle on his face. He is of medium height and thin, and his movements are full of the elegance unique to senior intellectuals.
He came to Xu Chunliang and shook hands with him. The skin of Bai Mushan's palm was soft and smooth, and the temperature of the palm was slightly cool. If he hadn't seen him in person, he might have thought it was the hand of a little girl.
Xu Chunliang glanced down and saw that Bai Mushan had slender fingers and fair and delicate skin. A person's aging usually begins with his hands. There are not many traces of time on these hands alone.
"Mr. Xu, please sit down quickly."
"Professor Bai, just call me Xiao Xu."
After the two sat down, Xue Anliang came over and gave Bai Mushan a cup of tea.
Bai Mushan asked him to prepare lunch. He picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea. His eyes returned to Xu Chunliang's face again: "I can't believe that Mr. Xu's grandson is so old. Xiao Xu, how old are you?"
Xu Chunliang reported his age.
Bai Mushan couldn't help but sigh, Xu Chunliang wasn't even born when he met Mr. Xu.
Xu Chunliang took the opportunity to ask about their acquaintance experience.
Bai Mushan put down the tea cup in his hand and thought about it for a while. Then he told Xu Chunliang that he and Xu Changshan had known each other for almost twenty-three years. At that time, he was still working at Dongzhou Normal University, which was also called Dongzhou Normal University at that time.
College.
Xu Chunliang told Bai Mushan that he went to Dongzhou Museum not long ago and learned that the batch of oracle bones donated by his grandfather had been destroyed. He believed that Bai Mushan had already understood the purpose of his trip in advance, so he did not make any detours and went straight to the point.
Mentioning this past incident, Bai Mushan was heartbroken: "Yes, not long after Mr. Xu donated the oracle bones, a fire broke out in the Dongzhou Museum. At that time, the new museum was still under preparation, and the conditions in all aspects were very poor. After the fire, the sprinkler system did not work.
It was not started at the first time and it was too late to save the fire when it was discovered, causing irreparable losses to the country."
After Bai Mushan finished speaking, he picked up the tea cup and took a few sips of tea. He sighed and said: "I feel ashamed of Mr. Xu. Because of this matter, I have cut off contact with Mr. Xu these years. It's not that I don't want to but I don't dare.
The Dongzhou Museum discussed it and decided to keep this matter secret from Mr. Xu, so as not to make him regretful."
His explanation is quite reasonable.
Xu Chunliang said: "You are worrying too much. Since our Xu family donated those cultural relics, we will not regret it. If we say we have regrets, we can only say that it was entrusted to the wrong place."
Bai Mushan heard the implication of his words, which was that Mr. Xu had entrusted an evil person to donate the dragon bones to the Dongzhou Museum. Bai Mushan was the one who contacted him. The cultural relics were destroyed. Bai Mushan, the middleman, of course had to bear a lot of responsibility.
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