Chinese medicine: from rural hospitals to top three hospitals in Kyoto

As usual, Chen Yang and the other two ate first and did not talk about anything while eating.

After dinner, Song Jidong found a teahouse with a nice environment and started talking about things while drinking tea.

"I've already told you this this morning that Aunt Wei's condition was caused by shock, coupled with liver stagnation and excessive fire, which led to her confusion and suspicion."

Chen Yang said slowly: "So, if you want to treat Aunt Wei's illness, the effect of medication is not great."

"Brother Chen, do you mean I don't need to take medicine?" Song Jidong asked impatiently.

In fact, what Song Jidong feared most was that Chen Yang had a way to prescribe a prescription, but his mother refused to take Chinese medicine.

If there is no way, people may just give up hope. But there is a way, but his mother doesn't use it, and that's the most tormenting thing.

"good."

Chen Yang nodded and said, "If you want to treat Aunt Wei's disease, the best way is to collect your spirit. There is a method called "transferring essence and transforming qi" in the Neijing, which is actually this method."

"To put it simply, it's a way of diverting attention."

Chen Yang said: "The reason why Aunt Wei is so suspicious now, has nightmares at night, and can't sleep well is because what happened before is always in her mind. She thinks of it from time to time. This kind of thinking may not be deliberate, but unconscious."

"It's like when we miss someone. Sometimes the more you don't want to think about them, the more you miss them. The best way at this time is to find something to do, something that interests you. If you get busy, you won't be able to think about them anymore."

"But once I have some free time, my mother will think of it again." Song Jidong said.

"So we need to use a more special method to help Aunt Wei develop a habit and go through a period of treatment, and then she will recover," Chen Yang explained.

"Then what method should be used?" Song Jidong asked.

"Auntie Wei was holding Buddhist beads in her hand this morning. It's obvious that she believes in Buddhism. Although she may not be very devout, it shows that she believes in it."

Chen Yang said: "And you also told me that Aunt Wei likes calligraphy, so why not write a piece of calligraphy."

"Write a calligraphy?" Song Jidong asked.

"I think Jidong, you must know a Buddhist master who has great attainments in calligraphy, right?" Chen Yang said with a smile.

Generally speaking, famous Buddhist and Taoist masters usually have high attainments in calligraphy. Ordinary people may not have many ways to get in touch with them, but Song Jidong can definitely get in touch with them.

"Isn't Master Huiyuan of Jinguang Temple a Buddhist master?" Gao Baojun said.

"Ah."

Song Jidong said to Chen Yang: "Master Huiyuan of Jinguang Temple has profound Buddhist teachings and high attainments in calligraphy. He is a very famous monk in our Shanzhou Province."

"Then Jidong, you can ask Master Huiyuan to write a calligraphy for Aunt Wei."

Chen Yang said: "You don't need to write anything else, just write 100 'Buddha' characters, and then have Master Huiyuan consecrate it. The ceremony should be grand, and have Aunt Wei attend as well."

"Ah."

Song Jidong nodded and waited for Chen Yang to continue.

“Then let Aunt Wei take the calligraphy back and hang it at home. Stare at the calligraphy every day. Ask Master Huiyuan to tell Aunt Wei to look at it for 49 days.” Chen Yang said.

"Seventy-seven forty-nine days?"

Song Jidong was surprised and asked, "Does it take so long to watch?"

"Jidong, you are really confused by the situation."

Gao Baojun smiled and said, "Forty-nine days is just a saying, but Aunt Wei must believe it without a doubt. Only if she believes it will she persist. After persisting for a period of time, maybe a week, maybe half a month, Aunt Wei will recover."

"Not bad." Chen Yang nodded: "Brother Gao is right."

After a pause, Chen Yang continued, "In fact, whether it is finding a Buddhist monk or a master of calligraphy, or performing a ritual, it is all to make Aunt Wei feel that this matter is very solemn and serious. Only when Aunt Wei feels this way will it be effective. This is actually a psychological suggestion."

"I understand."

Song Jidong said: "To be honest, there is nothing special about the calligraphy, and there is nothing special about the consecration. But my mother has to feel that the calligraphy is special, that it is blessed by Buddhism and can cure her illness."

"Yeah." Chen Yang smiled and said, "That's the truth."

"During the day, the calligraphy can be hung in the study or living room, and at night, it can be hung in the bedroom."

Chen Yang said: "This is a kind of psychological comfort. Staring is to make Aunt Wei concentrate. This is the so-called concentration."

"understood."

Song Jidong smiled and said, "Brother Chen is really amazing. He can even think of such a solution. Thank you, Brother Chen."

Although this method has not been used yet, Song Jidong already feels that it might be effective. He doesn't know why, but he feels that it is effective.

What made Song Jidong happiest was that according to Chen Yang's method, from beginning to end, it was equivalent to Chen Yang not being involved, and the only one who participated was Master Huiyuan of Jinguang Temple. In Wei Jingwen's view, this was Buddhism and had nothing to do with Chinese medicine.

As for Wei Jingwen knowing about the matter after she was cured, it actually didn't matter. On the one hand, Wei Jingwen's illness had already been cured. Even if Wei Jingwen disliked traditional Chinese medicine, she couldn't say anything at this time and had to thank Chen Yang.

Secondly, although the idea was proposed by Chen Yang, he didn't take any medicine or have any acupuncture, so it wasn't actually Chinese medicine. Even if it was self-deception, it was equivalent to leaving Wei Jingwen a fig leaf.

"I've told you a long time ago that Chen Yang is very capable and can definitely cure Aunt Wei's illness. What do you think?" Gao Baojun was very happy, even a little proud.

After all, it was he who recommended Chen Yang to Song Jidong. Chen Yang was highly skilled and had a good opinion of Wei Jingwen's condition, so Gao Baojun also felt proud.

"I didn't know how powerful Brother Chen was before." Song Jidong said with a smile.

"It's hard to say whether it will be effective or not, so please don't flatter me too much." Chen Yang said with a smile.

The three of them chatted for a while, and Song Jidong personally sent Chen Yang to the gate of the community before going back to make arrangements.

When I got home, Song Yulong was sitting in the living room watching TV.

"came back."

Song Yulong was waiting for Song Jidong in the living room. Wei Jingwen was unaware of the fact that Song Jidong had asked Chen Yang to treat Wei Jingwen in the morning, but Song Jidong told Song Yulong.

After all, no matter what method Chen Yang uses, he needs Song Yulong's cooperation.

"Ah."

Song Jidong sat down on the sofa and asked, "Where's my mother?"

"I just fell asleep, and I don't know how long I can sleep."

Song Yulong said: "I also came out secretly. Now I can only go back to my room and sleep after your mother wakes up."

Given Wei Jingwen's current situation, Song Yulong must accompany Wei Jingwen at night, otherwise Wei Jingwen would be even more scared to be alone.

Now that Wei Jingwen was asleep, Song Yulong didn't dare to go back to the room. Any slight noise might wake Wei Jingwen up.

"From the look of you, it seems that Chen Yang gave you some advice?" Song Yulong asked.

"Ah."

Song Jidong smiled and said, "Chen Yang is indeed very capable and has already told me a solution."