
The Rebirth of the Master of Traditional Chinese Medicine
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Ye Fei died in front of the computer in the university dormitory, with the game screen still on and half a bag of cheap instant noodles in his hand. He was a poor first-year student at the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine. He relied on the village's pool of money and student loans to enter the university. However, he was addicted to games, neglected his studies, and eventually died suddenly on that sultry autumn night. But he was alive again. The moment I opened my eyes, overwhelming memories poured in like a flood - the acupuncture points and meridians on the bronze figure, the intricate details of the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic, the academic debates between the four great masters of the Jin and Yuan Dynasties, the century-old debate between the febrile disease school and the typhoid school... And those calloused hands that had felt the pulse and prescribed prescriptions for countless people in the war-torn era. That is Shen Huairen's memory. The most famous master of traditional Chinese medicine in Jiangnan during the Anti-Japanese War, he refused to treat an officer when the Japanese invaded China and was brutally murdered at the age of fifty-seven. Eighty years passed, and the soul of a famous doctor was reborn in the body of a poor student who was confused and confused. Faced with classmates who laughed at his "pretending", teachers who questioned his "cheating and plagiarism", and relatives who were completely disappointed in him, Ye Fei did not defend himself. He just spoke with real medical skills again and again - the breathtakingly accurate diagnosis of traditional Chinese medicine in the classroom, the smooth acupuncture techniques in the practical training class, and the application of classic prescriptions that stunned the teaching director during the hospital internship. It only took him a few months to go from a "scumbag" looked down upon by everyone to a genius of Chinese medicine that even senior professors could not help but admire. But what followed was doubt, jealousy, temptation and games from all forces. Refuse the olive branch from a tertiary hospital and give up
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