Chapter 193 Changes
When they came, they were all high-spirited and energetic; when they left, except Wang Deming, everyone turned into dead dogs, grunting and staggering. What was the point of visiting the flower market and temple fair?

There are three courtyards at No. 18 Qinlao Hutong, and the five rooms in the north wing are occupied by these five people, one room each, for massage.

This made Wang Deming very busy. He had never hated himself so much. Why did he learn bone-setting massage? Well, except for Alexei, the four girls all asked him to do the massage.

Zhang Shouchun, Jin Yuqing, Qin Huairu, that's because of the traditional concept of Chinese women, Diana is just watching the fun and not minding the trouble.
"Oh." From time to time, a blood-pumping sound could be heard from the north room, which Alexei couldn't help making.

As for Zhang Shouchun's three daughters, they were all proud and bit their handkerchiefs tightly. They couldn't help but let out a melodious and rising "hmm" with their noses.

And Diana, "A little higher, yes, yes, right at the base of the thigh."

"Oh um."

He turned over and said, "My butt is really sore."

Wang Deming was so angry that he pinched her butt a little harder, but he didn't expect her to say, "Uh-oh."

"Yes, that's the force!"

After the whole set was done, Diana looked back at Wang Deming with seductive eyes, raised the corners of her mouth, and asked in a low voice: "How does it feel?"

"Hey, there should be a limit to narcissism, okay?" Wang Deming lowered his head to wash his hands, and replied without raising his head: "In terms of touch, can you compare with five fingers of fat pork? What's more, there are so many layers of clothes between you."

"Hurry up, we have to go home quickly, what time is it?"

"Hmph, you're so unromantic!" Diana slowly got up from the bed and put on her mink coat.

Wang Deming was unmoved. "By the way, go to your embassy and get some delicious food. You guys are eating and drinking like this at my house all day long. You're going to make me broke!"

"Cheapskate"

Diana said that Wang Deming was stingy, but when she came out, she immediately asked Alexei to go to the Soviet Embassy to get some delicious food and send it to the Xiaojing Factory.

The Soviet Embassy now occupies the former Russian Orthodox Church, which is located in the northeast corner of the capital, east of the Zhenwu Temple on Beixiao Street, covering hundreds of acres.

When Wang Deming and others strolled back to Xiaojingchang from Qinlao Hutong, Alexi had already returned from the embassy. He directly pulled out half a pig from the car and put it on his shoulder. He then pulled out a large bag of food, including chocolate, red sausage, linden honey and so on.

In a blink of an eye, it was the sixth day of the New Year, the rainy season. Although the capital was still shrouded in cold, the temperature was gradually rising. The remaining snow on the roof gradually dripped from the eaves, gradually forming a thin stream.

Shops all over the capital city took down their door panels, hung up signs and officially opened for business. Starting at six in the morning, the sound of firecrackers could be heard everywhere.

Wang Deming rode a phoenix-head carriage slowly to the Xiaoshun Hutong Traditional Chinese Medicine Continuing Education School. He carried the phoenix-head carriage into the courtyard and parked it. Once he passed the hanging flower gate, the students gathered in the courtyard, congratulating each other happily and discussing something.

"Haha, Teacher Wang, you are here. Happy New Year, Happy New Year!"

Some sharp-eyed people saw Wang Deming coming in and immediately bowed to wish him a happy new year.

"Happy New Year!" Wang Deming smiled and bowed in return. "I hope you all have a very happy Spring Festival. I can talk more about Western medicine today. I believe you will listen carefully to my lecture today."

"Teacher Wang, you don't know the new news released a few days ago?"

"Is it the 'Resolution on Rural Production Mutual Aid and Cooperation' in the Masses Daily on the 15th? Since the pilot projects were launched in various places in Beijing last year, it was only a matter of time. Why? Are you paying special attention to this?"

"Haha, no, no, no!" An older student, probably in his 40s, laughed heartily, "It means we don't have to continue learning Western medicine knowledge, and we can continue to practice medicine!"

Huh? When did this happen? Why didn't I hear about it?
Wang Deming quickly asked, "Are there any documents coming down?"

"Haha, yes! As soon as we arrived this morning, we saw the front-page headline of the Health News: Notice on the cancellation of the qualification of practicing Chinese medicine and the requirement to pass the Western medicine knowledge test." As he spoke, someone in the crowd directly took the newspaper to Wang Deming. Wang Deming took it and looked down. Oh, isn't it?

Not only that, the "Health Daily" also specially introduced the book "Rural Doctor's Handbook", praising it as a good book that can truly improve people's medical and health levels.

The core point of this issue of "Health News" is this: Traditional Chinese Medicine is a cultural treasure of China and needs to be vigorously inherited and developed.

Wang Deming turned his eyes away from the newspaper in surprise and couldn't help laughing. "Great! Our traditional Chinese medicine has finally regained its rightful status! It has been officially recognized by the health department!"

"No wonder you are so happy, it's because you know you don't have to study Western medicine anymore!"

"Haha, haha!" The air above the second courtyard was filled with cheerful laughter.

After the laughter in the hospital died down, Wang Deming said slowly, "However." He drew everyone's attention and said, "Although the status of Chinese medicine has been restored to normal and the country encourages its development, we can learn from others and better understand Chinese medicine by studying Western medicine."

"I don't know if you will continue to study at the Traditional Chinese Medicine School." After a brief pause, he continued, "I still hope that you can at least complete your study of Western medicine in this semester."

As soon as these words came out, the students in the TCM advanced training class fell silent. Finally, an older student spoke up, "Teacher Wang, we also know your good intentions. How about this?"

"It will probably take some time for our medical licenses to be reissued, during which time we will continue to study at the continuing education school."

Wang Deming sighed secretly in his heart, but smiled on the surface and said, "Okay."

The students continued to discuss their future in the second hospital and how they would perform after getting their medical licenses again.

Wang Deming passed through the moon gate on the east side of the second courtyard and came to the east wing of the third courtyard, where he prepared lessons.

Ha Yumin, the principal of the Continuing Education School, was working at his desk. He looked up and saw Wang Deming coming in. He waved at him, pointed at the chair beside the table, leaned back in the chair, and asked, "Deming, did you know the news?"

Wang Deming nodded and smiled, "Well, it's hard not to know."

"The students couldn't contain their joy."

"Well," Ha Yumin nodded, frowning slightly, "It's a good thing. Chinese medicine has finally been truly recognized by the government. The subsequent teaching of our Chinese medicine training school will also face changes, from the current focus on Western medicine teaching to further training of existing Chinese medicine doctors in Chinese medicine."

"It can be considered as a true further study. So."

"I understand!" Wang Deming said, "My qualifications are not enough to explain Chinese medicine to subsequent students. After all, I haven't even got a formal medical license yet."

Ha Yumin's brows relaxed, and he nodded with a smile, "I am familiar with Du Wanheng from the Beijing Intermediate Pharmacy School, Deming, I can recommend you to continue teaching there. You are fully qualified for the job."

Wang Deming shook his head without hesitation and refused. "Principal Ha, thank you for your kindness, but I don't want to do that. I still like to be a Chinese medicine doctor. Can't I take the medical license exam again this year?"

"I have been following the advice of my predecessors for so long, I can be sure that I can get a medical license."

Ha Yumin laughed heartily, "Haha, of course. We all know that you are no worse than us in theory. Okay, when the Ministry of Health entrusts our Chinese Medicine Association to conduct the Chinese Medicine Qualification Examination, I will notify you as soon as possible."

In the afternoon, I went to see my master Xia Xiwu. Xia Xiwu also asked Wang Deming whether he would continue to teach in the TCM school. He was worried that Wang Deming might feel uncomfortable.

Wang Deming was very frank about it. He said that he was forced to become a teacher at the Traditional Chinese Medicine Continuing Education School because they could not hire enough Western medicine lecturers.

It’s good to retire now. Next, I will consider choosing a suitable location to open my own clinic.

After returning home, Wang Deming immediately asked Zhang Shouchun to contact Zhang Shouchong to ask if it was possible to buy the house in Yongkang Hutong in the near future.
　Those who understand will understand. The first chapter only contains a little bit of information and was forced to be revised. After that, Chinese medicine had a smooth road and flourished until the late 70s.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)