Medical Master

Hearing this, Fangqiu's eyes suddenly lit up, and hurriedly asked: "When and where will they meet next time?"

"Unknown location"

Xu Miaolin shook his head and said: "A year and a half later, on April 28th of the lunar calendar, the King of Medicine's birthday. As for the location, it will be known at that time, and no one will say to the public that one cannot participate without certain qualifications."

Not qualified?

Then I will qualify!

Fang Qiu said in his heart.

This is the last glimmer of hope, and he must seize it.

Isn't it a year? He can afford to wait!

Before he could ask what qualifications he wanted to live, Xu Miaolin spoke again.

"In fact, external forces are unknown after all."

He seemed to see through what Fang Qiu was thinking, and said, "You are on the right path before, and your greatest hope is not on other people, but on yourself! Rely on yourself for general proficiency!"

"When will I be reliable?"

Fang Qiu shook his head.

On their own?

Although it is also a choice, a path, and a hope, it takes too long and is completely indefinite.

Even Fang Qiu didn't know when he had to learn, love can reach Xu Miaolin's level.

And when will I have to learn enough to cure my father’s disease?

It's not ordinary learning.

It takes a general proficiency to hopefully cure the old man.

Learning general subjects is already very difficult. How difficult is it to be proficient in general subjects?

Even Xu Miaolin, who has long been recognized by the Chinese medical profession, only knows the general medicine and dare not claim to be proficient at all. This shows that to be proficient in general medicine, he must be better than Xu Miaolin, or even several times stronger.

How old is Xu Miaolin now, about forty!

At this level, how can he reach this level in a short time.

But does he really have to study for more than 20 years?

Time is too long, he can't wait, the old man can't wait!

this moment.

He suddenly felt that he had thought things too simple before.

It's not that you can help the old man cure his illness by studying medicine.

"Although there is no accurate time, this is the most reliable way. What if those old guys are at a loss? Wouldn't it be a waste of a year and have to start from scratch."

Xu Miaolin opened his mouth.

"Yep."

Fang Qiu took a deep breath and nodded heavily.

I agree with Xu Miaolin's statement.

Two-pronged approach, while studying frantically, while waiting for the party a year later.

He will also take people captive!

But what if this group of masters can't cure the father's disease?

Perhaps self-taught is the only way he can go.

Besides.

Fang Qiu has already started to learn. Although it hasn't been long, he has learned a lot. Mastery in general subjects sounds amazing, and it may even make people think it is impossible to do it, but he can't give up.

For the father.

In order to cure the father's disease.

This road, no matter how difficult it is, he must go, no matter how much time and energy it takes, he must finish it.

"Self-study is just the beginning."

Xu Miaolin looked at Fang Qiu with a firm face, with a playful smile at the corner of his mouth, and said: "It's not enough to rely on self-study. To cure your disease, you must continue to get the approval of the Chinese medical community."

"Recognition?"

Fang Qiu was a little inexplicable.

Studying medicine is one's own business, and it is also one's own business to treat the old man's illness. Why should I get the approval of the Chinese medical profession?

"Correct!"

Xu Miaolin nodded and said solemnly: "You have just started to study medicine and you don't know much about Chinese medicine."

"Since it's all here, let me tell you the secrets of the Chinese medical profession."

"Did you know that there are several levels of Chinese medicine?"

"level?"

Fang Qiu asked in surprise.

He really didn't know that Chinese medicine was divided into different levels.

"Yes."

Xu Miaolin smiled slightly and said: "Traditional Chinese medicine is a difficult science, easy to learn but difficult to master. Doctors do not recognize a few medicines in general, and remember that a few prescriptions are Chinese medicine."

Fang Qiu nodded slightly.

As a Chinese, he naturally understands the mystery and greatness of Chinese medicine, and he also knows that Chinese medicine is not as simple as it seems.

"In the Nei Jing, there are divisions of Shang Gong, Zhong Gong, and crude labor, and Chinese medicine is divided into three classes."

"The "Zhou Li Physician Chapter" also decided to be a worker or an apprentice and promoted based on the level of technology and the quality of the assessment."

"Today's traditional Chinese medicine, except that the elderly are respected as old Chinese medicine, there is no difference, in fact, a closer look, Chinese medicine can be divided into four levels."

Speaking of this, Xu Miaolin paused for a while, and then introduced: "These four levels are: artisan doctor, Ming doctor, great doctor, and genius doctor.”

"Is it different?"

Although it sounds like a very different feeling, Fang Qiu is just getting started after all and doesn't understand these things.

"The difference is big."

Xu Miaolin smiled, and said: "The artisan can only see a doctor and take medicine, or can only use a certain technique. He only knows it but does not know why it is."

"This kind of doctor, known as the role-medicine doctor in Chinese medicine, can only recite Tangtou songs. The medicinal song includes four hundred flavors and medicinal properties. Although he has learned the basic theories of Chinese medicine, his application is not good. General diseases can be cured. If the condition is a little complicated, it will be helpless."

"Because what I have learned is still on the skin, the dialectics are naturally unclear, and I rely on my own medicine for the symptoms.

Fang Qiu nodded seemingly.

In his opinion, Xu Miaolin's words mean that the artisan can see a doctor and take medicine, and can also use traditional Chinese medicine techniques, but he doesn't know the principle of curing diseases. He only knows what medicine can cure what disease, and what technique can be used when.

"What about Ming doctor?"

Fang Qiu asked.

"Ming doctors are much better than artisans."

Xu Miaolin opened his mouth and replied: "Ming doctors understand yin and yang, know the emperor and ministers, at least one group of famous experts."

"Ming medicine is the basic theory of traditional Chinese medicine, and has been formally taught by teachers, learned from teachers, not only understands physiology and pathology, but also has a lot of work on traditional Chinese medicine. , Has a strong understanding and strength."

Hear the words.

Fang Qiu frowned.

According to Xu Miaolin, this is the difference between junior doctors and professors.

Novice doctors have no thorough research on pathology, but professors and other researches on pathology are extremely thorough, so the prescriptions and treatment methods prescribed are different, and the effects are different.

"The ordinary doctors in the hospital are artisans, and the experts are Ming doctors?"

Fang Qiu thought of the hospital and asked immediately.

"It's almost what it means."

Xu Miaolin nodded.

"What about the great doctor and the genius doctor?"

Fang Qiu asked again.

Experts only reach the level of Ming doctors. How good are the great doctors and genius doctors above Ming doctors?

"Great doctor, it's not a level that ordinary people can reach."

Xu Miaolin opened his mouth and said: "Ming doctors are only proficient in one discipline, and a major doctor must be proficient in at least three disciplines, and must also be proficient in three disciplines before being called a master doctor."

"As far as great doctors are concerned, all kinds of seemingly contradictory theories have their own unique ideas and solutions in their minds, and these contradictory theories can be integrated and integrated."

"This kind of person is blessed with knowledge and experience, and is the most valuable. It can be proficient in sports TCM dialectical treatment, independent analysis of problems, and solve problems. When encountering complex diseases, no matter how complicated the mind is, how dangerous the condition is. It can be rejuvenated."

"The genius..."

Xu Miaolin groaned for a moment and opened his mouth and said: "It only appeared in rumors, it is said that it is not ill and cannot be treated.

Fang Qiu was surprised.

No disease and no cure?

How much magical power does that have to be achieved?

If there is a magical doctor, what medical problems are there in this world, and what diseases can't be cured?

of course.

Xu Miaolin also said that the genius doctor only exists in rumors.

Fang Qiu was only shocked, and he naturally ignored the past.

"Then how can I determine my own level?"

Fang Qiu asked instead.

"If you want to become a craftsman, you must first obtain a certificate of practicing Chinese medicine, and then be assessed by the Municipal Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine."

Xu Miaolin said.

"Still to be assessed?"

Fang Qiu asked.

"Just like students taking the mid-term final exam, the purpose of the assessment is to determine whether your medical skills can reach the level of a craftsman."

Xu Miaolin opened his mouth and said.

"Is the assessment for the patient?"

Fang Qiu asked.

"If you want to become a craftsman, you have to accept the assessment of 25 common diseases."

Xu Miaolin nodded and added: "No matter what method you use, as long as you can manage the 25 common diseases, you will become a veritable craftsman even if you pass it."

"so much?"

Fang Qiu frowned.

An assessment actually requires 25 patients to be cured, and all of them must be cured. The assessment of Chinese medicine is really strict.

"It's just the simplest."

Xu Miaolin smiled and said, "The next few levels are more difficult."

"How difficult is it?"

Fang Qiu asked curiously.

"A craftsman to be promoted to a Ming doctor needs to memorize at least three classics in one school, and also has to accept the examination of five Ming doctors in the Provincial Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, and all the other parties can pass."

Fang Qiu nodded.

Sure enough, level promotion is equated with ability.

Just now, Xu Miaolin said that Ming doctors need to be proficient.

And now, the prerequisite for this Mingyi promotion assessment is to memorize at least three classics in a school.

"According to that, if you are promoted to a great doctor, don't you have to recite the nine classics of three schools?"

Fang Qiu said.

"more than."

Xu Miaolin shook his head and chuckled, and said, "The promotion of Ming medicine to great medicine requires an assessment by the National Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Before the assessment, you must recite any three schools, seven classics of each school, a total of 21."

Fang Qiu's eyes widened.

Twenty-one books!

Originally, he thought that only three books for each school would be enough, but he didn't want to be big, because each school actually had to read seven books.

"Besides, there are three other factions besides these three factions for assessment. The three factions participating in the assessment are theoretically opposite to the three factions you have chosen. Each dispatches two persons, through debate or Recognize your theoretical proficiency in other ways, and then perform actual combat assessments. Only when you pass all of them can you be promoted to a doctor."

Speaking of which.

Xu Miaolin hesitated for a moment, and then added: "The one after the great doctor is called the holy hand. The holy hand is independent of the four levels. Not much to say, you just need to know that there are only three holy hands in the world today."

Fang Qiu was shocked.

Before that, did he know that there was such a strict hierarchical system in the TCM world?

And where did they know that such a powerful Chinese medicine still exists in this world?

Can the Holy Hand cure the old man's disease?