hotmtlnovel Chapter 137 A Chance Encounter with a Reclusive Physician
Chapter 137 A Chance Encounter with a Reclusive Physician
Chapter 137 A Chance Encounter with a Reclusive Physician
A chance encounter with a stranger, a meeting of doctors
I. A wandering doctor travels a long way, trudging through the dust.
The warm sun slowly shines on the courtyard of the traditional Chinese medicine clinic, and a gentle breeze wafts through the courtyard. A panoramic aerial view slowly unfolds the streets and alleys outside the city.
Zhou Deshan looked towards the courtyard gate, his eyebrows twitched slightly, and he spoke softly.
"Master, a traveling physician who has come from afar has come to our door today."
Xu Jingming stepped to the side and stood still, glancing at the visitor out of the corner of his eye with a hint of curiosity in his expression.
"This person is dressed simply and covered in dust, indicating that he has been traveling for a long time and looks like he has been wandering around for many years."
A village doctor, over fifty years old, walked slowly in from outside the door. He was sturdy and had a straight back.
This man's name was Lü Maoshan, and he spent many years traveling alone to various villages and towns around the world, practicing medicine.
Lu Maoshan raised his hand to brush away the dust that had accumulated on his shoulder, and his gaze swept over the entire courtyard indifferently.
His eyes held a deep understanding of the world, and his brows carried an air of aloofness befitting an elderly healer.
Zhou Deshan's hands hung naturally in front of him. He was always humble and gentle, with a polite demeanor.
"Senior, you have traveled a long way and must be tired. May I ask what brings you to the hospital?"
Lu Maoshan curled his lips slightly, his gaze sweeping over his two young disciples.
"I travel around the countryside year-round, specializing in treating people with rheumatism and bone pain."
Xu Jingming frowned slightly, observing the other person's aloof and arrogant demeanor, and secretly took note of him.
"It turns out that the senior doctor specializes in musculoskeletal pain and ailments, and must have accumulated a lot of medical experience in his daily practice."
Lu Maoshan slowly walked into the hall, his demeanor composed and exuding an air of maturity and confidence.
"Having traveled the world for decades, I have several secret recipes for bone diseases passed down through generations."
He spent many years working among ordinary people, never setting foot in city pharmacies, and wandering the world alone to make a living.
He has dedicated his life to treating cold and dampness stagnation, numbness in the waist and legs, chronic bone diseases, and various stubborn ailments.
However, they have long adhered to their own limited medical skills, resulting in a closed-minded perspective and an unwillingness to accept new diagnostic approaches.
If one only applies fixed methods to the diagnosis and treatment of illness, it will be limited and difficult to eradicate chronic and long-standing ailments.
Chen Shanhe sat calmly at the wooden table, his expression peaceful and composed, and slowly raised his eyes to look at the guests.
"Having traveled the world practicing medicine and endured many hardships, the old master's original intention to practice medicine is truly rare and precious."
Poems as proof:
A wanderer, weary from travel, roams the world.
He is particularly skilled at treating old injuries and scars to the muscles and bones.
Possessing ancient formulas, yet remaining aloof and proud.
My perspective has always been narrow.
II. A young man's heart was lightened upon first meeting him.
Lu Maoshan turned his head and looked at Chen Shanhe, who was sitting in the center, scrutinizing him carefully.
His eyes slowly drooped, revealing a hint of disdain on his face, and his expression became increasingly indifferent.
"Given your young age and youthful vigor, how can you be practicing medicine and treating patients at such a young age?"
Zhou Deshan sensed the slight disrespect in the other party's words, and his expression softened slightly.
"My master possesses exceptional medical skills and understanding, and is well-versed in the principles of internal and external medicine, and the differentiation of syndromes based on their common origins."
Lu Maoshan waved his hand dismissively, a faint, indifferent smile playing on his lips.
"Most young people have empty reputations but have never experienced the trials and tribulations of life."
Xu Jingming's expression tightened slightly, and his fists clenched unconsciously, a hint of displeasure in his heart.
"A doctor's skill level is never determined by age; the effectiveness of treating patients is the fundamental criterion."
"I have been wandering the medical field for decades and have seen countless young doctors." Lü Maoshan raised his head slightly.
"Most people only understand the basics and are helpless when faced with complex and stubborn problems."
He viewed all younger doctors one-sidedly, based on his long-held, preconceived notions.
He unilaterally believed that anyone who practiced medicine at a young age was inexperienced.
Even though Chen Shanhe's reputation in the city is growing, Lü Maoshan still doesn't take him seriously at all.
They dismissed it as mere idle praise from ordinary neighbors, empty fame and boasting, lacking any real ability or substance.
Along the way, I've seen too many doctors in the city who rely on personal connections to gain fame.
Therefore, upon first meeting, my prejudice was deeply rooted, and I subconsciously felt a bit of disdain.
Aerial photography slowly enveloped the entire courtyard, revealing the warmth and coldness of human relationships, the highs and lows of people's thoughts and feelings.
When people meet for the first time, a single biased thought can easily give rise to all sorts of worldly prejudices.
Chen Shanhe remained calm and composed as always, neither annoyed nor angry, and spoke in a gentle and soothing tone.
"People have different levels of experience, and therefore, there are many different approaches to practicing medicine."
Poems as proof:
Upon meeting, I felt contempt.
Stubbornness and prejudice trap oneself.
To presumptuously conclude that a young man is incompetent
Unaware that there are others beyond the heavens.
Third, the words subtly probed.
Lu Maoshan walked slowly to the consultation table, gently rubbing the calluses on his palms with his fingertips.
Year after year, he has spent his days grinding medicine and preparing prescriptions, practicing medicine and working hard, and his palms are now covered with thick lines.
"I've heard that rumors have been circulating in the city recently, with many of your colleagues criticizing and slandering you."
Chen Shanhe's eyes were clear and bright as he calmly nodded in response, his expression undisturbed.
"Conflicts over fame and fortune have always existed. Jealousy among peers is just a common occurrence in the world."
Lu Maoshan narrowed his eyes slightly, his words slowing down, each one subtly probing.
"You are able to calmly ignore gossip from the outside world; your temperament is far beyond that of ordinary young people."
"However, to cure diseases and save lives, we must ultimately rely on solid herbal medicines and traditional remedies to strengthen the body's foundation and expel pathogens."
"Being merely knowledgeable about human relationships and able to handle situations with composure does not equate to being a highly skilled doctor."
Xu Jingming's brows furrowed with seriousness, clearly sensing the hidden sharpness in his words.
"Your words are clearly a test of my master's medical skills."
Zhou Deshan, being calm and experienced, quickly shook his head gently to signal his junior brother not to act impulsively.
"The other party is experienced and speaks with great care; every word is carefully considered."
Throughout his life, Lü Maoshan relied on his family's secret formula for treating bone diseases, which gave him a strong sense of confidence as he roamed the world.
He considers himself to have unique medical skills, and few others in the field of rheumatology and arthralgia can match him.
I came to this courtyard specifically because I heard rumors circulating in the neighborhood and came to see for myself.
Secondly, he wanted to secretly assess the true skill level of this young doctor who had suddenly become a sensation in the city.
On the surface, they are polite and courteous, but deep down they harbor a competitive and competitive spirit.
Every word and action lays the groundwork, subtly scrutinizing the other party's diagnostic methods and medical practice.
Lu Maoshan stood to the side, looking calmly at Chen Shanhe, and slowly asked again.
"I wonder what legal principles you use to identify the root cause of stubborn and intractable diseases?"
Poems as proof:
Words concealing sharpness, subtly testing the waters.
Selfish desires and a competitive spirit make one uneasy.
Those who rely on ancient remedies are often arrogant.
To compare the merits and demerits of the apricot grove.
IV. Establishing a karmic connection for future refuge and submission.
Chen Shanhe slowly rose to his feet, his posture elegant and his demeanor expansive, his speech clear and articulate.
"The root cause of all diseases in the world is seven parts emotional stress and three parts wind and cold. When qi and blood are blocked, stubborn diseases will develop."
Lu Maoshan paused slightly, his expression suddenly froze, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.
"Ordinary doctors only examine the skin and flesh for signs of cold and dampness, yet you seem to be able to see through to the root cause of emotional and mental illness?"
"I have specialized in bone diseases for decades, and I have only ever known how to dispel dampness, unblock the meridians, promote blood circulation, and remove blood stasis."
Zhou Deshan spoke slowly and softly, his gaze open and composed as he revealed the underlying reasons.
"A single prescription can only treat superficial ailments and cannot resolve the root causes of illnesses accumulated over the years."
Xu Jingming nodded in agreement, his eyes clear and bright, as he explained the simple principles of practicing medicine.
"If one clings to one's own medical practices and stagnates, over time, half of the diseases treated will become incurable."
Lu Maoshan remained silent for a moment, then suddenly realized something and pondered it carefully.
Having spent half his life practicing medicine, I have been trapped in a narrow way of thinking about diagnosis and treatment, and the drawbacks have accumulated over time.
When treating patients with chronic rheumatic bone diseases, most of the ten patients could not be completely cured.
I had been racking my brains trying to figure out the reason, but today I finally understand where my shortcomings lie.
At this moment, his arrogant spirit slowly subsided, and his gaze towards Chen Shanhe completely changed.
My former contempt has gradually turned into admiration, and I can't help but secretly admire it.
A preordained connection through the medical profession was thus quietly forged, silently laying the groundwork for future events.
After experiencing several trials and tribulations, this reclusive doctor from the mountains was willing to humbly seek his guidance.
One day, he finally let go of his long-held pride and stubbornness, and sincerely came to become a disciple and submit to the school.
The aerial view slowly closes in on the courtyard, a scene where the paths of medicine in this world are all predestined.
All beings have their own obsessions and hardships, and all kinds of enlightenment are gained through repeated encounters with strangers.
Poems as proof:
In a single thought, he suddenly realized his shallowness and narrow-mindedness.
The seeds of worldly ties have been sown, awaiting their return.
Today, at our first meeting, we can see who is superior and who is inferior.
He later devoted himself to studying under Junbang.