Yanjing.

Tong Zuoqing wrapped her coat and walked into a courtyard house.

Today, China is much more than its fixed assets. No matter how rich and powerful it is, it is not as good as having a courtyard house with a brand name.

Walking in, there is a quiet and elegant courtyard with unique craftsmanship. After the Spring Festival, it is spring. Light green buds can be seen on several dead trees. There is more business than the bonsai on both sides of the aisle, which adds a bit of vitality to this slightly solemn and simple courtyard.

Going further forward, there is a vegetable field with a small area and a wide view. Tong Zuoqing saw a strong young man wearing Jiefang shoes and a gray cotton jacket, dancing a hoe in his hand and purging the mud. He bent down from time to time, found out the sweet potatoes hidden in the soil, threw them gently, and accurately threw them into the basket.

Tong Zuoqing walked to the basket and glanced at the sweet potato inside. It was covered with mud on the outside, but it was not damaged by a hoe. Each one was intact, which shows how cautious the young man was.

Tong Zuoqing looked at the young man's temples with silver frost and couldn't help but sigh inwardly. He hadn't seen Qin Jingyu for a year, and he didn't expect that he would change so much.

If Qin Jingyu was regarded as an eagle full of murderous aura, Qin Jingyu now has lost his murderous aura and becomes calm and unfathomable, like a dormant black turtle.

It seems that the failure caused by fighting with Su Tao is not a bad thing for Qin Jingyu.

Qin Jingyu used to be unable to tolerate anyone, and felt that he was invincible. The facts told him not to underestimate the people of the world.

"Uncle Emperor, you are here! Please sit down!" Qin Jingyu pointed to the stone bench in the distance, smiled faintly, continued to sweep his attention to the fields, and focused on finding more sweet potatoes. "Grandma, if you want to eat sweet potato rice today, I have to send her some."

Tong Zuoqing sat down as he spoke, and a teapot was placed on the stone table. He wiped the pot body, slightly hot, and poured a cup himself.

He runs a teahouse and is familiar with all kinds of famous teas, such as Longjing, Pu'er, Dahongpao, and the best teas. However, this is the first time he has encountered the taste of this tea. It has a strong bitterness and is difficult to enter the throat, but it is also stronger than ordinary teas.

Qin Jingyu finally picked up half a basket of sweet potatoes, walked to the pool to wash his hands, walked towards Tong Zuoqing, and smiled and said, "How about it, the tea I fried myself tastes pretty good, right?"

Tong Zuoqing was slightly stunned and laughed in silence, "I didn't expect it to be made by you, the eldest son. I'm still guessing which tea-making master came from. The taste is really reminiscent of it. If it is sold in a teahouse, it will definitely become a unique and best-selling variety. It's a pity that my teahouse has been transferred to Du Liushan..."

Seeing that Tong Zuoqing's tone was full of regret, Qin Jingyu smiled slightly. He could not tell that Tong Zuoqing was testing himself whether he had the idea of ​​making a comeback.

"After this year's retreat, I figured out a lot of things and realized what the difference between me and Su Tao is." Qin Jingyu sighed, "But uncle, you didn't think clearly about where the difference is between Du Liushan!"

Tong Zuoqing was slightly stunned, with an awkward smile on her face, "Please point it out!"

Qin Jingyu said: "The difference between you and Du Liushan is that you move and he is quiet. Your teahouse business is prosperous on the surface and there are many customers, but the source of customers is very diverse, so high-end customers don't like to go to you. Du Liushan

The daily business of the teahouse is very dull, but the consumption capacity of customers is far greater than that of ordinary people. In fact, people who really love to drink tea eventually gather in the teahouse in Duliushan. This is a humble room, but I am loyal. The teahouse in Duliushan has no white dicks and is quiet to the extreme, which is the essence of elegance. Even if Duliushan has only one teahouse of ten square meters now, people who come to him to drink tea will still be endless."

Tong Zuoqing was slightly stunned, nodded and smiled bitterly: "You are right! I have been running a teahouse for more than ten years. After transferring the teahouse, the people I took the initiative to contact with could count the number of people."

Qin Jingyu smiled faintly, turned around and carried a basket, and said lightly: "Eating here at noon is the green food grown in the field, ensuring it is delicious and healthy."

"good!"

Tong Zuoqing looked at Qin Jingyu leaving with a basket on his back, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Compared with before, Qin Jingyu had completely shrunk his sharpness, as if he was a famous sword returning to the sheath.

Qin Jingyu gave some sweet potatoes to his grandmother, returned to the kitchen to prepare lunch. Half an hour later, Qin Jingyu placed the steaming food on the table. The dishes were very simple, including green vegetables and tofu soup, fried eggs with scallions, stewed with vermicelli with cabbage, and a pot of wood-fired rice with the aroma of sweet potatoes. Tong Zuoqing had a great appetite and actually ate two large bowls of rice.

"I saw you this time, and there was only one word, and I returned to nature." Tong Zuoqing sighed.

Qin Jingyu smiled faintly: "I like your evaluation of me very much."

"When will the Canglong break through the sky again?" Tong Zuoqing asked suddenly.

"Po, this word is too domineering, I don't like it!" Qin Jingyu shook his head, and the light of wisdom flashed in his eyes.

Tong Zuoqing discovered that Qin Jingyu had really changed and became even more unfathomable.

...

Kyoto, hospital.

Su Tao had been in the treatment room for ten hours. Originally, Kashima Ryo and a group of people stood on the other side of the single-sided glass to try to study how Su Tao treated the patients, but they were disappointed. Su Tao used a very single tool, which was to rely on silver needles. In addition, his treatment method was also very monotonous. He stabbed the silver needle into the patient's skin, pierced a set of acupuncture points, took out the silver needles, and then pierced another set again.

According to the three sets of acupuncture methods in two hours, Su Tao pricked fifteen different acupuncture methods in front and back.

If there is a person who knows how to do it next to you, you will be amazed that Su Tao has extensive knowledge of acupuncture research, but in the eyes of a group of island doctors, it is not only monotonous and boring, but also has the meaning of being mysterious.

Although Kashima Ryo has recently learned about traditional Chinese medicine and knows that acupuncture is an important means of traditional Chinese medicine for curing diseases, he has just started and does not know that acupuncture has different acupuncture methods. Different diseases require different acupuncture methods, and the acupuncture methods have different levels of low, medium and high. The fifteen sets of acupuncture methods adopted by Su Tao are all at the highest level. Even those traditional Chinese medicine sects that have been passed down for thousands of years are difficult to find talents as broad as Su Tao.

It was already early in the morning, and the doctors behind Kashima Ryo had already changed. Kashima Ryo was still insisting on staying outside, observing every move of Su Tao intently.

The people of the island country respect the strong and are good at finding advantages in the strong and transforming them into their own. This is the key reason why the island country always maintains a front-line camp in many fields around the world.

Su Tao doesn't know who treats outside

The dean who was extremely polite actually had the idea of ​​stealing his teacher in his heart. Even if he knew, he would laugh it off.

The reason why traditional Chinese medicine cannot be as popular as Western medicine is that it is too difficult to get started, and its operationality is even more difficult than Western medicine. If you want to become a qualified Western medicine, it will take at least ten years, but if you want to become a qualified Chinese medicine practitioner, it must take fifteen years or even longer.

The current society is too impetuous, and there is an important reason why traditional Chinese medicine is desolate, that is, it cannot be achieved quickly and cannot be popularized, which will lead to a slow development situation.

For example, if you want to learn the highest-end surgery in Western medicine, you can copy it through video and copy it according to your own rules. If you are proficient enough, you can imitate 90%. However, traditional Chinese medicine cannot learn through video recording, and someone must explain patiently next to you.

The more Kashima Ryo looked at it, the more he felt like he was as big as a fight, but his curiosity still drove him to concentrate his main force and not miss any details.

"Director Kashima, I really can't help it. I have to express my opinion. This Chinese Chinese doctor took silver needles to the patient's body and stabbed at least a thousand needles. If the patient could be awakened, he would have woken up long ago. I think he had no choice but to pretend to be a ghost and could not get out of the stage. He could only bite the bullet and make mistakes there." The person who made the dissatisfaction was a pretty female doctor named Mai Hattori.

Although she is not very old, her professional academic performance is very good, and she is a subordinate that Kashima Ryo attaches great importance to.

Mai Hattori resonated with other doctors next to her, "Yes, I think it's better to study more patients than to study more of your own patients."

Ryo Kashima looked around and said that he was full of prestige and respected by everyone. Everyone immediately did not dare to discuss it again.

Kashima Ryo said in a deep voice: "We must have the spirit of learning. Su Tao is a famous young miracle doctor in China. This is not based on luck, but on real skills. He gave patients acupuncture, which is a traditional treatment method of traditional Chinese medicine. As for Dr. Mai just said that he was pricking the patient with acupuncture, he must not talk nonsense to the outside world. Because if it is spread, it will only make professionals feel how ignorant our hospital doctors are."

Mai Hattori's face turned red and white for a while, and her eyes fell on Su Tao on the other side of the glass window. He really couldn't believe that he could awaken the patient through this needle.

In Mai Hattori, acupuncture is a destructive treatment.

Does the pain caused by using acupuncture make vegetatives feel?

It's too much of a joke!

When I was a child, the TV at home broke down. I patted the body with my hand. Through vibration, the components inside the TV had poor contact with good contact, and there was a chance that the TV would return to normal.

But people are much more sophisticated than TVs. How can this "destructive" treatment be successful?

Suddenly, a scream came from beside him, "The patient seems to be moving!"

Ryo Kashima subconsciously rubbed his eyes.

Sure enough, Nao Matsuura's fingers were trembling irregularly, and his eyelids also changed, as if he was trying to open his eyes. This was the initial reaction of a person's awakening!

Kashima's conscience was mixed with all kinds of feelings. The facts proved that his vision was correct. Su Tao had a way to awaken the vegetatives, but he was very disappointed because he didn't know how Su Tao created this miracle!
Chapter completed!