The Heaven's Jailer

Chapter 803

"Do you know me?" Li Mengdong said inconceivably. In recent years, he has rarely appeared in public. Twenty years ago, he might have been recognized when he went out, but now, it is rare.

"I saw you when I was five years old and took pictures with you!" Yu Fan ran back to the room and pulled out a large box from under the bed. After opening the box, there were some old looking books in the box. Yu Fan picked up one of them, opened it gently, and took out a piece of cut-out old newspaper.

The newspaper is yellow and looks like it's been years. There is a picture of two men standing side by side, one of whom is holding a little boy who looks only four or five years old in his arms.

The clarity of the photos in the newspaper can be imagined, but it can be vaguely distinguished that the man holding the baby is Li Mengdong, and the baby in Li Mengdong's arms is somewhat similar to Yu Fan now.

At this time, Liu Lang and Li Mengdong have entered the house.

Yu Fan carefully handed the old newspaper to Li Mengdong.

Li Mengdong took over the old newspaper suspiciously. In addition to the photo, there was also a paragraph in the old newspaper. The title of the text was that Li Mengdong pioneered traditional Chinese medicine therapy, and the global virus was expected to be controlled.

Seeing that title, Li Mengdong's thoughts went back to more than ten years ago. At that time, a terrorist virus broke out all over the world, with a high mortality rate. Tens of thousands of people died and Huaxia was not spared. As an expert in traditional Chinese medicine, he went deep into the front line and after numerous attempts, finally developed an antiviral prescription. After the large-scale promotion of the prescription, the epidemic finally broke out It was brought under control and saved countless lives.

It is also because of this event that Li Mengdong is well-known in the world, so that traditional Chinese medicine, which has been regarded as witchcraft in the west, has been widely recognized.

Li Mengdong clearly remembers the child in the photo, who was the first infected person he cured in those years.

"This is the child, is it you?" Li Mengdong looked at the photos and Yu fan. He was surprised.

"It's me." Yu Fan nodded solemnly, and then pointed to another man in the photo, "this is my grandfather. He used to be your assistant in those years."

"I remember, your grandfather should have called Yu Fulai, Yu Fulai!" Li Mengdong thought for a moment and said.

"Yes, my grandfather called Yu Fulai." Yu Fan didn't expect that more than ten years later, Li Mengdong could still remember his grandfather's name.

"How is he now?" Li Mengdong didn't expect such a coincidence. In those days, when he went deep into the front line, he was supported by local doctors. Although Yu Fulai was only a village doctor, his level was very high, and he was straightforward and daring to challenge authority. On several occasions, he had a red face with him. That's why he was deeply impressed by Yu Fulai.

"My grandfather died seven years ago." Yu Fan said sadly.

Hearing that his old friend had passed away, Li Mengdong felt sad and calmed down for a long time before he asked, "I heard that you have been learning Chinese medicine by yourself all the time?"

"Since I was a child, my grandfather told me that my life was given by traditional Chinese medicine, so I always wanted to be a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine. But later, my grandfather died, and my family conditions did not allow me to continue to go to school. I took advantage of the gap between working outside to study by myself. I read all the medical books I could read, and then I thought about it myself. I didn't know if it was right." Yu Fan explained.

"Courage." Li Mengdong nodded, "tell me what you have taught yourself?"

Although he and Yu fan are old friends, they don't look at feelings and talent. If yu fan doesn't have the talent to learn traditional Chinese medicine, even his grandson, Li Mengdong, won't accept him.

He asked Yu fan to talk about self-study, even if he wanted to see what level Yu Fan was.

Yu Fan of course knows what it means. He has a premonition that the teacher introduced to him by the stranger before is Li Mengdong. Li Mengdong has always been a mythical figure in Yu Fan's eyes. If he can really recognize his Savior Li Mengdong as a teacher, then Yu fan will be excited for several days and can't sleep.

At the same time, Yu Fan also knows that this is an opportunity for him to change his fate. In the future, whether he will become a doctor respected by everyone or continue to move bricks back to the construction site, it will be at one stroke.

After taking a deep breath, Yu Fan tried to calm down his nervousness and said, "the meridians and acupoints I learned at the beginning are the foundation of human body..."

It seems that Yu fan, who is dull and few words, talks a lot about traditional Chinese medicine.

At first, Li Meng Dong just listened calmly, but soon, he showed a shocked expression, because he had never heard of many theories of traditional Chinese medicine mentioned by Yu fan.

However, while listening and thinking, Li Mengdong felt that these theories were very correct.

It's incredible.

Liu Lang didn't feel this way, because his understanding of traditional Chinese medicine was limited to one qingnang book. Although it was called the canon of medical ethics, it was only a book, and the content could not be too comprehensive.

Moreover, there are many schools of traditional Chinese medicine, and the understanding of each school is also different.

Therefore, Liu Lang can't understand what Yu Fan said. To tell the truth, Liu Lang's current level of traditional Chinese medicine is to mechanically compare it with qingnanshu. Once he fails to do so, he will be blinded and lacks the ability of self-determination. Therefore, he is not a doctor at all.Since I didn't understand, Liu Lang didn't listen.

He was sitting on the wooden bed of Qian Shuxin. Under his feet was the big box that Yu Fan had just pulled out. In the box were books of medical books that had been reading for some years.

Liu Lang picked up a book and looked through it.

On the other side, Li Mengdong is more and more frightened. Finally, he can't help interrupting Yu fan, "Yu fan, what you just said is what your grandfather taught you?"

He had a lot of contact with Yu Fan's grandfather Yu Fulai before. Although Yu Fulai has a high level, he does not have so many novel TCM theories.

Yu Fulai's main ability is reflected in his clinical experience, which is the characteristic of that generation of rural doctors. Those rural doctors may not be able to explain why they are sick, but they can give you effective treatment based on their experience.

"Some of them were taught by my grandfather, and some were read by myself." Yu Fan said honestly.

"From reading? What book? Did your grandfather leave any medical books? " Li Mengdong asked.

"My grandfather left it, and I picked it up." Yu Fan said.

"Picked it up? Where did you pick it up? " Li Mengdong is very strange. He doesn't believe that Yu Fan's novel theories come from the medical books left by Yu Fulai.

Yu Fangang wants to answer Li Mengdong's question.

Liu Lang, who was sitting quietly reading on one side, suddenly jumped up and grabbed Yu Fan's arm. "Yu fan, where did you get this book?"