Rebirth 1979: Hunting wild boars and saving educated youth

Once the two old men start talking, they never stop.

While they were playing chess and chatting, Chen Feng sat next to them, holding a teacup in his hand, taking a sip from time to time, but his ears were perked up like antennas, listening to their conversation.

You know what, sometimes I can learn a lot from listening to these two old men talk.

Mr. Geng is a man who has lived through bullets and gunfire, and Mr. Qu has treated countless patients. Listening to them talk about their life experiences can bring a lot of inspiration to Chen Feng.

Sometimes the two old men spoke as if they were deliberately giving Chen Feng advice, making him feel the love and care that the two old men had for him.

And today's two old men have past experiences.

Old Man Geng suddenly said, "Old Qu, have you ever thought about visiting the capital? My old comrades and old comrades are all getting old and their health is not as good as before. Western medicine is in short supply and treatment facilities are limited. If a master of traditional Chinese medicine like you could go there, their pain would definitely be greatly alleviated, and you could even contribute to the country."

Hearing this, Old Man Qu sighed, "You old man, you've said so much. What else can I do? If I don't go, are you going to tie me up and take me to the capital?"

When Mr. Geng heard this, he became anxious: "You sound like I'm forcing you. You've indeed suffered a lot of grievances over the years, but..."

He kept saying "but" for a long time without saying anything. Suddenly, he slapped his thigh, stood up and said, "Okay, I don't have anything else to say. How about this, I'll kneel down and kowtow to you as an apology, okay?"

As he said this, Mr. Geng was about to kneel down.

Chen Feng was shocked when he saw it, and quickly reached out to help: "Old man, what are you doing? You can't do that, you can't do that!"

Old Man Qu snorted beside him: "This old guy is playing rogue with me!"

When Old Man Geng heard this, he was even more furious: "I, Geng, have never cheated in my life. I always stick to my word and obey orders as hard as a mountain. Today, I will kneel down and kowtow to you!"

Chen Feng pulled and tugged, and finally managed to steady Mr. Geng.

Although this old man was old, he was still incredibly stubborn. If Chen Feng hadn't been a hunter for years and hadn't had some strength in his hands, he might not have been able to hold him back.

"Alright, alright, two old men, please stop messing around!" Chen Feng said helplessly, "If it really doesn't work, I'll kowtow to you two, is that okay?"

Old Master Qu waved his hand and said, "Come on, no need to kowtow. I can go to the capital, but you have to take good care of me, your disciple."

Old Master Geng patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, do you really need to explain this specifically?"

He thought to himself, Chen Feng is my grandson. If I don’t take good care of him, who else can I take care of?

Chen Feng listened from the side, feeling warm in his heart. Although these two old men were bickering, their concern for him at the critical moment was unambiguous.

Within two days, it was confirmed that Mr. Qu would go to Xiyuan Hospital in Beijing.

This time, he not only served as the director and vice president, although he did not have much administrative work, he mainly treated patients. He also joined the Health Care Committee and specialized in treating some senior leaders.

Before leaving, Mr. Qu called Chen Feng into the room with a serious face.

"Master, what do you want me to do?" Chen Feng asked.

Old Master Qu sighed, "Since I've accepted you as my apprentice, I have to teach you something. I wanted to slowly pass on my medical skills to you, but now I have to go to the capital, and time doesn't permit it. However, if you really want to learn, you can learn these medical skills. The only thing that truly belongs to our school is a set of acupuncture techniques."

Chen Feng's eyes lit up immediately when he heard this. He thought, "Master is going to teach me his true skills! I wonder if it's the kind that can open up the Ren and Du meridians?"

Old Master Qu glanced at him and knew that this kid had wrong ideas. He scolded him with a smile: "What are you thinking, kid? This set of acupuncture techniques is for saving lives, not for you to practice martial arts!"

Chen Feng scratched his head and chuckled, "Master, please continue."

Mr. Qu began to explain this acupuncture technique: "This acupuncture technique has a very deep history. I heard that it was created by our great master hundreds of years ago. At that time, wars were frequent and medical conditions were poor. Many people died because they could not get timely treatment. Our great master created this acupuncture technique, which can bring people back from the brink of death at the most critical moment, buying time for subsequent treatment."

At this point, Mr. Qu paused, looked at Chen Feng, and said, "You know what? In many cases, in critical moments, what's lacking is that little bit of time to save someone. Sometimes, even just ten minutes can determine a person's life or death. Therefore, the preciousness of this acupuncture technique is self-evident."

Master is going to pass on his most powerful skill to me!

Chen Feng immediately became serious, "Master, I will definitely study hard."

Old Man Qu nodded and said, "Okay, I'll start teaching you now!"

As he spoke, Mr. Qu took out a dummy from the cabinet and placed it in front of Chen Feng: "Let's start practicing with the dummy first."

Chen Feng looked at the dummy, took a deep breath, and began to practice stitch by stitch according to his master's instructions.

Old Man Qu watched from the side, correcting his technique and strength from time to time.

Chen Feng did this for two days. Then Mr. Qu said, "That's enough. You've practiced on the dummy. Come, try it on me."

Chen Feng was shocked when he heard this and quickly waved his hands: "Master, this is impossible! I, I, I dare not stick a needle in you!"

Old Man Qu glared at him and said, "What are you afraid of? What if I need your help in the future? What if your relatives need your help in the future and you don't dare to do it?"

Chen Feng was startled when he heard this. He gritted his teeth and nodded reluctantly: "Master, I, I will try."

Mr. Qu rolled up his sleeves, exposing his arm, and pointed to an acupuncture point: "Here, right here."

Chen Feng's palms were sweaty, and the hand holding the needle was shaking slightly. He took a deep breath, aimed at the acupuncture point, closed his eyes, and inserted the needle.

"Ouch!" Old Man Qu cried out.

Chen Feng was so scared that he opened his eyes quickly and saw that the needle had missed the target and was stuck in the flesh of the old man's arm.

"Look at you, why are you so nervous?" Old Man Qu glared at Chen Feng, but there was no blame in his tone. "Come again!"

Chen Feng took a deep breath and aimed at the acupuncture point again. This time, he was more careful. With one needle, he inserted it firmly into the acupuncture point.

"Well, that's good." Old Man Qu nodded. "Remember, the most important things in acupuncture are stability, accuracy, and ruthlessness. Stability means your hand needs to be steady, without shaking; accuracy means the acupuncture points must be accurate, without deviation; ruthlessness means you need to be quick, without hesitation. Practice slowly, and you will become more and more proficient."

Chen Feng nodded and secretly vowed in his heart: Master, don't worry, I will practice well and pass on this set of acupuncture techniques.