I Can Hear the Heart's Voice of Traditional Chinese Medicine-Chapter 294 - 129: A Missed Opportunity with Supreme Techniques
Lu Xuan was not surprised, just puzzled that Ji Xiuwen asked this so late.
"I told him, but he was vague about it, just said you are applying for the Chinese Medical Science and Technology Award with some acupuncture project."
"That’s true, Elder Huang and Old Zhou came to me together and asked me to apply. I thought about it and agreed."
"Elder Huang? Old Zhou?"
"It’s Huang Beishan and Zhou Jiande."
"Whoa!"
Ji Xiuwen’s eyes widened: "You call Huang Beishan ’Old Huang’?"
Zhou Jiande was unfamiliar to Ji Xiuwen, but as a local of Yong City, he had heard quite a bit about Huang Beishan since high school, and revered him even more after studying Chinese medicine.
To think, the idol he worshiped suddenly became ’Old Huang’ with his good buddy.
"One day without seeing you, and you’re calling Huang Beishan ’Old Huang’, like you’re old pals?"
"If I call you godfather, shouldn’t I also call Elder Huang godfather?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Xuan couldn’t help but turn his head: "Your thought process is quite unique, but you can try, maybe Old Huang will accept you as an adopted son."
"Forget it, I’m afraid Elder Huang would have me arrested for causing trouble."
Ji Xiuwen awkwardly chuckled, it was just a joke; even if encouraged with bear’s gall, he wouldn’t dare call Huang Beishan godfather.
"What kind of project is so impressive, Gu Huahua seemed almost certain you’d win the Chinese Medical Science and Technology Award." Ji Xiuwen asked again.
"Why not ask Elder Huang to be your godfather?" Lu Xuan smiled at him.
Ji Xiuwen snickered: "One godfather is enough."
"By the way, you still haven’t told me what the project is."
Lu Xuan rolled his eyes and then said, "Didn’t you already say it yourself, acupuncture!"
"What kind of acupuncture is so amazing? Could it really apply for the Chinese Medical Science and Technology Award?"
"Mountain Burning Fire and Heart-piercing Cold."
???
Ji Xiuwen was stunned for a long time before reacting, screaming hoarsely: "Whoa, the acupuncture techniques Mountain Burning Fire and Heart-piercing Cold? Bro, when did you learn these? Weren’t they said to be lost techniques, no one can revive them from ancient texts now?
When did you learn them?
Why didn’t I know?"
Ji Xiuwen felt he was going crazy, he had only not seen Lu Xuan for a day, but with Lu Xuan, it felt like time flowed faster, not day by day but year by year.
"Who said they were lost?"
"That’s just what people always say, it’s all over the internet."
Lu Xuan irritably replied, "Do you think someone who knows Mountain Burning Fire and Heart-piercing Cold would be bored enough to talk about it online?"
"Probably not."
"Stop looking at so much stuff online, valuable things are rare, watching too much can affect your judgment."
Lu Xuan explained, "To some extent, Mountain Burning Fire and Heart-piercing Cold are indeed considered lost. Why? The ’Golden Needle Poem’ describes them too simply, with no practical details, making it difficult for later generations to recreate. Additionally, most later medical texts are like the ’Golden Needle Poem’, which further complicates the revival of Mountain Burning Fire and Heart-piercing Cold by modern acupuncture experts.
However, this doesn’t mean these acupuncture techniques are lost.
There are documented records, and they’re quite detailed, how can you say they’re lost?
Truly lost are those things briefly mentioned in ancient books without any detailed information, those are genuinely lost."
"So, are you the first person to recreate Mountain Burning Fire and Heart-piercing Cold?"
"How would I know?"
"No one can do it, and you’re not the first?"
"Just because someone can doesn’t mean they’d show it. There are so many acupuncture masters and talented people, in this vast world, who knows if someone had already revived these techniques but just hasn’t shared it."
Ji Xiuwen thought that made sense.
In Chinese medicine, holding precious skills secretively is quite common. Many masters of medicine share their skills only with family, resulting in Chinese medicine’s decline.
Without passing on knowledge, unless someone is exceptionally gifted, how many can succeed through self-taught efforts?
Thinking of this, Ji Xiuwen understood.
Not everyone is willing to share their knowledge like Lu Xuan.
The majority have the mindset of minding their own business.
This isn’t just in the field of Chinese medicine, it happens in any field.
Western medicine too.
Western medicine’s larger scale just makes the impact smaller.
Knowing Lu Xuan is applying for the Chinese Medical Science and Technology Award for Mountain Burning Fire and Heart-piercing Cold made Ji Xiuwen eager: "Bro, no, godfather, though I’m a bit clumsy, I think I’m diligent enough, can you teach me?"
Lu Xuan looked at Ji Xiuwen’s mischievous face: "You’re here this early and even brought breakfast, you didn’t have ulterior motives?"
"No, definitely not."
Ji Xiuwen raised his hand to swear: "I only knew it was acupuncture, didn’t know it was Mountain Burning Fire and Heart-piercing Cold."
After speaking, he looked at Lu Xuan expectantly.
"Really want to learn?" Lu Xuan smiled looking at him.
Ji Xiuwen nodded like a pecking chicken, Lu Xuan worried if he nodded any faster he’d get a concussion.
However, Lu Xuan still shook his head: "The techniques Mountain Burning Fire and Heart-piercing Cold are too complex for you now, master the basics of needle insertion and manipulation first, consistently achieving ’Deqi’, then we’ll talk.
Otherwise, even if taught, you wouldn’t grasp it, wasting your time and even affecting your foundation."
Hearing this, Ji Xiuwen knew now wasn’t the time for learning the techniques, but couldn’t help feeling a bit disappointed.
I missed the chance to learn amazing techniques!
"Stop pretending."
Lu Xuan patted Ji Xiuwen’s shoulder, too lazy to console, this guy doesn’t need it.
"Damn it!"
As expected, as soon as Lu Xuan’s hand left Ji Xiuwen’s shoulder, he heard him howl behind: "Why am I not a prodigy, then I could roam the world with these techniques."
...
The morning passed quickly.
Before nine, Lu Xuan received a call from the Lalamove driver, saying he had arrived downstairs, with someone to help move things.
Thinking of this, Lu Xuan regretted not canceling the order, knowing Ji Xiuwen came so early and worked so efficiently, he should have just rented a vehicle.
A hundred bucks, just like that.
Making Ji Xiuwen roll his eyes: "You’re not fit to be a doctor, become a profiteer, that’s how evil capitalists exploit laborers like us, squeezing everything out of us."
Despite his complaints, Ji Xiuwen worked diligently, and with Lu Xuan’s help, they cleared the room in less than half an hour. Before leaving, they also cleaned the house, removing all trash, then headed to Ji Xiuwen’s rented apartment with the vehicle.
After moving everything into Ji Xiuwen’s place, Lu Xuan paid and started organizing again.
Placed everything in another empty room, and by the time everything was done, it was almost noon.
"Let’s go eat."
"I’ll treat you well today."
Ji Xiuwen collapsed on the sofa, weakly said: "No, no, too tired, I feel like I’m about to collapse, even with an elevator and extra help, without it, I could die young."
"I told you not to rush, of course you’re tired."
"Let’s order takeout, this is the perfect time."
"Ordering takeout isn’t worth it, even the tastiest food loses half its flavor delivered, let me just pack some for you."
"Forget it, if you’re going out anyway, why pack it?"
Ji Xiuwen reluctantly got up, "I’ll just go with you."
