Seeing the books in the room, Lin Sanqi thought of another reason why it is difficult to inherit traditional Chinese medicine, that is, too few ancient medical books have been handed down.
On the one hand, it is still the traditional concept of ancient Chinese medicine doctors. Many secret recipes are passed down to men but not to women, or only to family members and not to apprentices. If there is no successor, they would rather die in the coffin.
Another thing is that the paper of thread-bound books is not easy to preserve. They are either destroyed by wars, fires and floods, or become moldy and weathered over time, making them impossible to preserve.
Finally, there is another very important factor, that is, many ancient medical books are "unique copies".
The vast majority of medical books on traditional Chinese medicine are actually the experience summed up by ancient doctors who practiced medicine for decades. Such books are almost all handwritten and unique.
As long as there is an accident, after a medical book is damaged, there is no way to repair it, and it will completely disappear in the long river of history.
Even the "Sikuquanshu" and "Yongle Dadian" can become orphans and disappear, let alone personal notes?
Just like the medical books in the room in front of Lin Sanqi, 90% were handwritten, and 99% were unique copies.
These medical books are definitely treasures in the history of traditional Chinese medicine. It is not an exaggeration to call them "national treasures". They should be kept in a constant temperature and humidity environment and published as soon as possible to benefit more people.
But Lin Sanqi is pessimistic about whether these national treasure-level medical books can be preserved in the next ten years or so.
Not to mention what will happen in the future, Lin Sanqi is very worried about what if there is a fire in the house one day?
After all, this is a fire kang, and the game is played with fire. If the fire kang collapses, not only will the old men have to play, but also these precious medical books will be finished.
That is to say, even people bring books and carry them in one pot, and there is no place to cry when the time comes.
Lin Sanqi looked back at the old men who were studying Pan Ye while eating, and thought about how to remind them that the storm will come in a few years, and you won't be able to keep these medical books.
Mr. Shi was drinking rice porridge. Lin Sanqi came closer and asked cautiously:
"Old man, the whole cabinet of medical books against the east wall belongs to you, right?"
Mr. Shi nodded casually:
"Yeah, what's the matter? Let me tell you Xiaolin, these books have been collected by me all my life, as well as medical notes. They are all medical books, but there is not a miscellaneous book or a mess of books. You don't want to check it, right?"
Lin Sanqi chuckled and tentatively said:
"Then old man, will you check me?"
"You?"
Mr. Shi also smiled slightly and said nonchalantly: "If you want to check, go and check. It's up to you to understand."
Several old men had tested Lin Sanqi a long time ago. They couldn't even recite the basic "Treatise on Febrile Diseases" and "Synopsis of the Golden Chamber". Especially, this "Treatise on Febrile Diseases" was an ancestral skill of the Lin family.
It can be seen from this that Lin Sanqi, who was born in a wealthy family and has practiced boy skills since childhood, is actually a little dandy who knows nothing about anything.
Yes, the old men privately commented on Lin Sanqi as a "dandy", otherwise how could he have so much food and drink?
Lin Sanqi was not annoyed at being underestimated, but reminded:
"Old man, let me remind you, it will not exceed 5 years at most. During these 5 years, if you have a secret place to store books, then hide them. If you have descendants or disciples, then try to make these medical books available to them. Memorize it.”
Mr. Shi suddenly stopped using his chopsticks and moved closer to Lin Sanqi:
"Have you heard anything?"
Lin Sanqi shrugged and did not answer. Anyway, his information was absolutely accurate and would not be tested by time. I am afraid he is the only one in the country who knows it now.
Old Man Shi became silent, thinking about what Lin Sanqi meant by his words.
First of all, he didn't think Lin Sanqi would lie to him, because he had nothing worth being lied to now.
The big house in Longxian Hutong was all rented out, and all the family's property was voluntarily donated. The whole family lived in a small courtyard, and the rice jars were all empty. It was a matter of not having money, but life.
In addition, he thought he was good at reading people. When he saw Lin Sanqi, he didn't have any scheming intentions. He was not the kind of treacherous official in the work unit.
In addition, after coming to Changping, Lin Sanqi had to bear the responsibility of eating, drinking and eating for the 12 old men. During the labor reform process, he never felt sorry for them.
What does this mean? It shows that Lin Sanqi is not a political speculator, nor is he a ruthless person.
So Lin Sanqi's reminder only proves that he must know something?
Why hide books? If you can't hide it well, you'll have to memorize it by rote?
Does this reminder mean that the ancient medical books or medical notes they collected are not in line with the mainstream of this era and will be destroyed?
As expected, people mature with age, and with just a few words from Lin Sanqi, Shi Jinmo had already guessed the truth.
So now there is only one question left. Do the old men believe Lin Sanqi’s words?
The chat between Lin Sanqi and Mr. Shi immediately attracted the attention of the others. Outsiders were not allowed to enter and exit the bungalow area. Only people eating in the courtyard were their own people, and they did not deliberately suppress their voices when speaking.
Xiao Longyou had the best relationship with Shi Jinmo. They were the closest, so he heard the previous conversation most clearly and asked eagerly:
"Xiao Lin, there are no outsiders here. Aunt Li went home for dinner. Xiao Pan is your fiancée. Let's open the skylight and talk openly. What did you mean by what you just said?" Every old man has a cabinet of books, and there are many people in the box. They are also medical books.
Just because these medical books are their treasures, they carry them with them. Otherwise, with their status, they can set up a library at home, and there are more than just these medical books.
Every book they brought to Changping was close to their hearts. If they lost that book, they would beat their chests. If they lost all the books, it would cost them their lives.
What can Lin Sanqi say?
He has lived through this period of history, and he does have a clear understanding of the future direction, but it is easy to say too much, but it is impossible not to say it. You can't just watch these national treasure-level medical books be destroyed, right?
We can only make up stories carefully and let the old men figure it out:
"Old men, think about it, what is the purpose of establishing New China G? It is to break the old forces, oppose feudalism, and promote social progress and development, right?"
The 12 old men didn't say a word and nodded repeatedly.
Although the old men have matured in age, they used to specialize in medicine and know nothing about politics, let alone the sensitivity.
Lin Sanqi reminded: "Think about it, do you belong to the old forces? Feudalism?"
Mr. Han asked uncertainly:
"We...should not belong to the old forces, right? We belong to Xuanhu Jishi, cure diseases and save people, but we have never harmed anyone or exploited anyone, right?"
Lin Sanqi pointed at the confused Jiang Zonghui and asked:
"Who says you are not exploiting? Just like Mr. Jiang, who specializes in men's and gynecology. Did the drug that makes women cry sell to the warlord? Then he has the money to marry the eighth-bedroom concubine.
Where did the warlord's money come from?
The money of the warlords comes from exploiting working people. When the money comes into the hands of Mr. Jiang, is he also exploiting working people? Serving a warlord means that he is in the same interest group as the warlord. Do you think he belongs to the old forces? ”
Mr. Jiang couldn’t laugh or cry:
"When you say so, we really all belong to the old forces. After all, there is no shovel-less class in the world. To put it bluntly, we are just a bunch of idiots. We obviously do not belong to their group."
Lin Sanqi sweatdropped, thinking that this old man Jiang really dared to speak, and he was really not afraid of being locked up in Jiabiangou.
Mr. Xiao became more and more confused the more he listened:
"Even if we are the old forces, what does that have to do with these medical books? We can't study medicine and still be considered the old forces, right?"
Lin Sanqi slapped her thigh, "Correct answer."
"The rumors I heard, as long as they are related to the old forces, will be eliminated just like the Kuomintang opposition. This is not just for Chinese medicine, as long as it is related to the old era."
Mr. Han was dissatisfied: "Everything from the old era counts. Does Confucius count? Does our medical sage Zhang Zhongjing count?"
Lin Sanqi blinked.
Seeing that Lin Sanqi did not answer, Mr. Han continued to retort: "Then the Forbidden City, the Summer Palace, and the Ming Tombs in front of us, do these things related to the emperor count?"
Lin Sanqi looked at Ming Dingling with a faint look. Wanli's bones were burned by a fire...
Hao Zhanchen also followed suit and shouted: "Does it count so many temples? Does it count the monks and Taoists? There are millions of monks in the country."
Lin Sanqi continued to blink. He didn’t dare to say it anyway, the God in the sky was watching...
Seeing that Lin Sanqi remained silent, the old men's hearts sank deeper and deeper. The feeling of uneasiness became stronger and stronger, and they also became more and more guilty.
The two sides were silent for a long time, and Pan Ye was too frightened to speak, so he sat aside obediently.
Seeing that the atmosphere was getting heavy, Lin Sanqi decided to add a twist to fool these old men into lameness.
"Old men, you are all medical experts. You should know that any disease does not happen all at once.
Take stroke, for example. Patients often don't pay attention to blood pressure, blood lipids, and blood sugar, which causes the blood vessels to continue to harden. Finally, the accumulation reaches a certain level, and the blood vessels burst, which causes a stroke. This is true for diseases, and so is politics.
Think about your personal experiences after the founding of the People's Republic of China...
………(with deletions)
These words were like thunder, exploding in the hearts of every old man, making every old man feel dizzy and unsteady.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the room full of medical books...(End of Chapter)