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I Can Hear the Heart's Voice of Traditional Chinese Medicine-Chapter 365 - 156: Don’t Call Him Mayor, Call Him Uncle Ji_2
As a member of the Cold Injury School, Zhang Jingcai couldn’t listen any longer and whispered, "Both the Cold Injury and Fire God Schools have their own focus, advantages, and disadvantages. I don’t deny that the Fire God School is indeed superior in emergencies, especially in reviving the dying, but to say that the Fire God School is more formidable than the Cold Injury School isn’t as terrifying as you claim."
"If the Fire God School could really cover all aspects, the most famous among the seven major schools of Chinese medicine wouldn’t be the Cold Injury School."
"Old Zhang, I myself studied Cold Injury, how could I not understand this principle?"
Huang Beishan took a few steps back with Zhang Jingcai, then continued, "Cold Injury provides a comprehensive analysis from an extremely broad perspective on the occurrence and development process of external febrile diseases. It considers multiple factors such as the nature of pathogenic evil, the strength of righteous qi, internal organs and meridians, Yin and Yang and blood, chronic conditions, and complicated diseases, and summarizes the development of external febrile diseases into six basic types, namely Greater Yang Disease, Lesser Yang Disease, Yang Brightness Disease, Greater Yin Disease, Lesser Yin Disease, and Terminal Yin Disease, using this as a guideline for syndrome differentiation and treatment."
It is naturally more comprehensive than other schools, and it is precisely because of this that it can engage in debates with the School of Warm Diseases that emerged later, promoting the continuous development of Chinese medicine.
What I want to say is that if Cold Injury can absorb the essence of the Fire God School, it will become more comprehensive and won’t have too obvious flaws."
"As long as you know that, don’t forget what you’ve learned just because you see the Fire God School making heavy use of Aconite’s effects. Don’t end up specializing in the Fire God School and forget your original skills, as that would be putting the cart before the horse."
Huang Beishan nodded, "Rest assured, I haven’t gone crazy to that extent."
Learning doesn’t mean one cannot imitate, but one must first carefully observe the strengths of the learning object, learn from others’ strengths to make up for one’s weaknesses. If you blindly worship, the result will inevitably be a failure to master the skills, unrealistic expectations, and even losing your strengths.
Huang Beishan wouldn’t fail to understand this principle.
Seeing Huang Beishan say this, Zhang Jingcai also felt relieved, but still advised, "Chinese medicine is profound, being able to thoroughly research one school is already commendable. Studying multiple schools—Old Huang, it’s not that I’m underestimating you—you’re not that talented. People like Dr. Lu are probably one of a kind, we can’t learn that.
Rather than spending time studying the ideas of the Fire God School, you might as well thoroughly understand the Cold Injury School. I think you know the principle of biting off more than you can chew, there’s no need for me to tell you, not everyone has Dr. Lu’s photographic memory. If you do, I wouldn’t stop you."
Hearing this, Huang Beishan couldn’t help but roll his eyes, "If I had a photographic memory, the president of the Chinese Medical Association wouldn’t be a Westerner, but a practitioner of Chinese medicine."
"But rest assured, I’m just looking to Dr. Lu for some understanding. It’s always beneficial to know a bit, to take the strengths of others and make up for my own shortcomings."
Zhang Jingcai nodded and said no more.
Meanwhile, Huang Beishan took Lu Xuan to the lounge of the special needs ward, "Dr. Lu, the effects of the adjusted Heart-Saving Decoction are indeed impressive, showing good results in just fifteen minutes. But this time I’m not here to ask about the Heart-Saving Decoction, but about other aspects of the Fire God School, such as their clinical practices and academic medication. What do they follow?"
When Huang Beishan spoke up, Lu Xuan thought the other party wanted to know more about the Heart-Saving Decoction. Unexpectedly, he made a 180-degree turn and returned to the Fire God School.
"How should I put it, actually, I also mentioned a bit while I was decocting the medicine. The Fire God School isn’t just about the heavy use of ginger and Aconite, but they have their own focus."
Lu Xuan thought for a moment, then continued, "However, the style of medication in the Fire God School is indeed distinctive. As soon as you hear the heavy use of Aconite, you know it’s from the Fire God School, and academically, the Fire God School reveres the ’Inner Canon’. ’The changes in disease conditions are not confined to one point; myriad changes and transformations do not transcend the two laws of Yin and Yang.’
And clinically, the Fire God School favors ’Zhongjing’s Method’, with medications mostly like Aconite, dry ginger, and cinnamon."
As for medication, frankly speaking, there is a tendency for rigidity, but this is a trait shared by other medical schools like the Cool School and Warm and Nourishing School, so there’s nothing much to say about that."
Huang Beishan nodded.
Indeed, if everyone has it, then it’s not a distinct feature.
While Huang Beishan was discussing the Fire God School with Lu Xuan, Zhang Jiwei, after seeing Ji Huan recovering well from taking the medication, began arranging for others to return.
However, he still left a group of people behind.
Until Ji Huan was completely out of danger, those who needed to stay had to stay.
But they didn’t need to wait in the special needs ward. Zhang Jiwei had the hospital office arrange accommodations for everyone at the on-call room of the City First Hospital, so in case something happened, they could arrive promptly.
No one objected to Zhang Jiwei’s arrangement.
When they received the notification today, everyone was already prepared not to go home. Now that they could still rest for a while, what else did they have to say?
It’s just that Zhang Jingcai didn’t go to rest and chose to stay, which made Zhang Jiwei a bit troubled.
"Old Zhang, you’re older with Old Huang, why not go back first? We have Dr. Lu here, there shouldn’t be any problems. Besides, I’ve left a few people from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital here, along with others, there’s more than enough to handle things here. There’s no need for you to stay up with us." Zhang Jiwei tried his best to persuade him.
But Zhang Jingcai had his own thoughts and plans, "Even though I’m older than you, the health cultivation in Chinese medicine isn’t something you can compare to. My health isn’t necessarily worse than yours, staying up for a night or two is no problem at all.







