Chapter 134 First Day
Although he hadn't slept all night, as soon as he opened the gate and felt the cold air, he immediately felt refreshed. Wang Deming took out his beloved car, the "Phoenix Head Car", and just as he crossed the threshold of the courtyard, he heard someone wishing him a happy new year.

"Have a great New Year!"

When he looked up, he saw a middle-aged man in a brand new Zhongshan suit. He didn't recognize him, but Wang Deming quickly moved his bicycle over the threshold of the courtyard and bowed in return, saying, "Happy New Year!"

"You just moved in, right? You live in the yard next to ours, and we often hang out in the back."

"Move around more often."

Wang Deming watched the middle-aged man walk through the alley, greeting everyone he knew and didn't know with a bow.

Everyone also responded enthusiastically to the New Year celebration.

Stepping on the snow on the road, Wang Deming did not ride his bike immediately. Instead, he pushed the bike and imitated the middle-aged people, bowing and greeting people all the way in the alley. Only when he reached the main road of Gulou East Street did he jump on the bike and head straight to his master's house in Baoyu Hutong.

As soon as Wang Deming carried the car into the courtyard, he shouted at the top of his voice: "Master, Master's Wife, I wish you both a happy New Year!"

As soon as you pass through the hanging flower gate, you will see that the door of the central hall is wide open. The old couple Xia Xiwu, wearing brand new satin cotton jackets, are sitting on the armchairs on both sides of the long table against the north wall, one on the left and one on the right.

There was a brazier under the feet of each of the old couple, and two cushions were placed in the middle of the hall.

Neighbors and relatives who came to pay New Year's greetings were already sitting on the square tables and chairs on both sides of the central hall.

Senior brother Wu Dinghuan and his wife stood by and served tea and water.

Wang Deming was also used to the customs at this time, and without anyone's instructions, he knelt on the futon and respectfully wished the master and his wife a happy new year, "Master, Master's wife, Happy New Year!"

"Well, Deming, Happy New Year!" Xia Xiwu still maintained the image of a strict teacher in front of outsiders.

"Okay, okay!" The round-faced master's wife smiled so hard that her dimples became deep and the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes seemed to be blooming with laughter.

He took out a red envelope from his pocket and handed it to Wang Deming, "Here, Deming, this is the red envelope that Master and Master's Wife prepared for you."

After Wang Deming stood up and took it with both hands, he felt something hitting his hands. He padded his hands slightly and there was a "rustling" sound.

The master's wife directly sold out the master, and said with a smile: "This is the money your old master exchanged for you. You have come to help every afternoon in the past few months, and you have worked hard!"

"Haha, thank you, Master and Master's Wife!"

I was so happy to receive dozens of dollars on the first day of the Lunar New Year. What a good start!
What the godmother gave me doesn't count, I put it in my left pocket and put it in my right pocket
"Happy New Year, Senior Brother and Sister-in-law!"

Wang Deming bowed to his senior brother Wu Dinghuan and his sister-in-law and wished a happy new year.

"Happy New Year, Junior Brother!"

Before Wang Deming could reach out his hand, his sister-in-law took out a red envelope and handed it to him, "Junior brother, this is the red envelope that sister-in-law prepared for you."

"Your senior brother, ever since he found out about the Rural Doctors' Handbook you guys made, where he and Dad were listed as the co-authors of Bone Correction and Massage, he's been feeling like he's floating when he walks these days!"

"Hehe!" Wu Dinghuan laughed a little embarrassedly.

Wang Deming laughed out loud, his master's wife and his master's wife were indeed a family, they were exactly the same when it came to insulting their husbands. Xia Xiwu waved his hand and drove both of his disciples out, "Okay, Dinghuan, Deming, you two should go and pay New Year's greetings quickly, otherwise you will be too late in the morning."

After bidding farewell to their master and his wife again, Wang Deming and Wu Dinghuan got on their bicycles and visited the homes of the doctors in the Chinese Medicine Association one by one to wish them a happy new year.

Ha Yumin, Bai Xiaoshan, Pan Zhaopeng, Zhao Xiwu, Yu Daoji, Dong Demao, Guan Youbo, Liu Duzhou, and finally Zhao Shuping's family.

Zhao Shuping's house is a large house with three courtyards, and he has many children and grandchildren. The old couple lives in the back room of the third courtyard.

The Zhao family, like the Guan family, is a medical family. The old man’s father, Zhao Yunqing, was a medical officer in the Imperial Medical Bureau of the Qing Dynasty.

Except for Zhao Bingnan, who was Xia Xiwu's sworn brother and needed to kowtow to each other, everyone else had to bow to wish a happy new year.

After wishing Zhao Shuping a happy new year, Wang Deming sat for a while, drank some tea to moisten his throat, and prepared to leave.

I don't know if it's because the old man is too old, and he stayed up late last night. He looked tired and worried.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Shuping called Wang Deming and pulled him to the study in the west room. He asked in a low voice: "Deming, how long will it take to complete the compilation of the Rural Doctors' Handbook?"

Wang Deming was slightly stunned. What happened? Didn't they say before that the earliest publication date would be the end of January and the latest in February? Moreover, the author was very enthusiastic and revised the manuscript several times, so the official publication date was pushed back again and again.

"what do you mean?"

"Hey Deming, I won't hide it from you. I got some news recently," Zhao Shuping looked back at the hall, walked to Wang Deming, and whispered in his ear, "Last year, more than 400 Chinese medicine doctors in one county in the Northeast had their medical licenses revoked and no new ones were issued."

"Bone setting, massage and acupressure are no longer considered medical."

Wang Deming turned his head and looked at Zhao Shuping with his eyes wide open in disbelief, his mouth wide open, and for a moment he even forgot to breathe!
Oh shit, it’s getting this big?

That's not right! In the Northeast, there was a Chinese medicine expert named Zhang Xichun during the Republic of China period. He opened the first professional Chinese medicine hospital in Shenyang: Lida Chinese Medicine Hospital, which has an inpatient department.

He also opened Chinese medicine training classes and correspondence courses. His book "Medical Records of Combining Chinese and Western Medicine" influenced countless Chinese medicine doctors and trained many Chinese medicine masters during the Republic of China period.

Although the Northeast has experienced the Anti-Japanese War, the level of traditional Chinese medicine has always been high.
"Chairman Zhao, didn't you say that a Chinese medicine doctor only needs to pass the Western medicine exam?" Wang Deming asked in a puzzled voice, "Why is there such a sudden change?"

Zhao Shuping frowned and expressed his guess: "I feel that it is very similar to 29, when the bald men held the first health conference."

As an eyewitness, Zhao Shuping knew the situation very well. He sighed and explained to Wang Deming: "The health conference that year passed Yu Lao's "Proposal to Abolish Traditional Medicine to Remove Obstacles to Medical and Health Affairs"

"Afterwards, the baldheads' educational institutions also passed his "Please issue an order to abolish the old medical schools": "It is expressly forbidden to teach them and abolish their schools."

Then he sighed and said, "Our first health conference is about to be held."

Holy crap! Although Wang Deming knew about this, he didn’t know the details. At first glance, they look very similar!
Zhao Shuping patted his shoulder and whispered, "After the New Year, you should quickly finalize the "Rural Doctors' Handbook". I will call on colleagues from the Chinese Medicine Association to raise funds and publish this book as soon as possible."

"In addition, I will also contact TCM associations in various places to share our knowledge and seize the opportunity to establish a national TCM association!"

Zhao Shuping patted Wang Deming's shoulder heavily again and returned to the hall.

Wang Deming looked at the old man Zhao Shuping's unsteady steps and finally understood why the old man looked so worried!

But it can't be that bad, right?
Although Chinese medicine declined in China in later generations, it was still passed down.
It's nothing more than Xiao Rizi patenting all the prescriptions in "Treatise on Febrile Diseases" and changing them into "Chinese Prescription Medicines" which sell for billions of dollars a year.
It's nothing more than Xiao Hanzi applying for the intangible cultural heritage of the Chinese medicine classics he pieced together.
There are hundreds of thousands of acupuncture clinics across the United States.
(End of this chapter)