I Can Talk to the Internal Organs-Chapter 171 - 144: Absurd Rumors

If things don’t go as planned, reflect on yourself.

This is probably the main theme nowadays!

To fight against this theme, many people have chosen to "lie flat."

This is a helpless rebellion!

Many times, Lu Jiu feels that the ancient times are getting closer to him, while the 1960s and 70s are becoming more distant. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

The once fair era seems to be fading and hard to find.

Instead, the era when aristocrats could rule over the people seems to have a chance of reappearing.

But even in ancient times, there were the values of a resolute scholar and the virtue of a gentleman much like the wind, the virtue of a petty person like grass.

So-called scholars and gentlemen were the elites of the upper class, ancient sages educated them, urging them to be morally noble. Only when these people were restrained could the ordinary people adhere to laws and disciplines.

If these elites acted recklessly like a violent wind, then the ordinary people, like grass, would also be blown over by this wind.

But what are today’s elites doing?

They are busy educating the people without a thought of restraining themselves.

Thieves, prostitutes, counterfeits, tax evasion... If those with social status are all engaged in these activities, how can society maintain a stable and sustainable development?

Luo Chaojun’s questions are hard for Lu Jiu to answer.

Because the problems Luo Chaojun found, Lu Jiu couldn’t provide a treatment for.

This is beyond his capacity.

"Your question is too big for me to answer. Sometimes, people don’t need to see things too clearly. It’s okay to live this life muddleheaded, at least that’s what I think," said Lu Jiu.

Luo Chaojun laughed at himself, "I also want to accept my mediocrity, but it’s too hard, I can’t do it."

"Try reading some ancient books, maybe it will put your mind at ease," Lu Jiu said.

"Ancient books? What ancient books?" Luo Chaojun looked at Lu Jiu in surprise.

"The Analects, Dao De Jing, Instructions for Practical Living, the Inner Canon of the Yellow Emperor, The Book of Changes, and books from the Daoist School, when you’re bored, just take a look," said Lu Jiu.

"Can I understand them?" Luo Chaojun asked.

"I’m not asking you to understand, just to pass the time," Lu Jiu said.

"Alright," Luo Chaojun said.

Sometimes, the stubborn knots that seem unsolvable only need a change of thought, and the world becomes completely different.

Lu Jiu doesn’t think Luo Chaojun is wrong. A person who has been a top student since childhood, following a predictable life path, suddenly being labeled a failure in middle age by the ruthless society.

No one could easily accept such a blow.

But life must go on; better to find a way to reconcile with oneself than to suffer every day.

A mental illness still needs a mental remedy.

"No need to queue tomorrow, I’ll give you acupuncture directly," Lu Jiu said.

"Thank you, Dr. Lu," Luo Chaojun scanned to pay.

"Take care," Lu Jiu said.

Luo Chaojun slowly left the clinic.

The next patient also came forward.

But he didn’t seem to be here to see a doctor.

"Dr. Lu, hello, I’m from a program traveling the country to find unknown traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, my name is Zhang Zhengli," Zhang Zhengli introduced himself.

"TV station?" Lu Jiu asked.

"No, we do self-media, the program team is just me and my wife, we mainly travel to different cities, then look for capable traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, and give them a simple interview so people all over the country get to know them," said Zhang Zhengli.

"Sorry, I might not have the time," Lu Jiu said.

"Just a few minutes, say a few words casually," Zhang Zhengli smiled.

"As you can see, it’s my consultation time now, it’s really inconvenient, and I’m not some famous old Chinese medicine doctor, there’s no need to interview me," Lu Jiu said.

"But you’re popular now, Dr. Lu," Zhang Zhengli exclaimed excitedly.

Upon hearing this, Lu Jiu’s expression remained indifferent, but there was a hint of disgust in his eyes that Zhang Zhengli clearly didn’t notice.

"Dr. Lu, we know you have a way to treat cancer patients, don’t worry, we won’t ask for your secret formula, we’ve visited a lot of old Chinese medicine practitioners before, they also have their unique ultimate skills, interviewing you is just to let more cancer patients see you, so they can be saved," said Zhang Zhengli.

Lu Jiu shook his head, "I can’t cure cancer patients, nor do I have any so-called secret formula, you’ve got the wrong person, sorry, it’s my consultation time now, don’t delay other patients if you’re not sick."

Zhang Zhengli only realized Lu Jiu’s attitude change now, "Dr. Lu, stop being so modest, many patients have talked to us, you obviously cured a breast cancer patient, isn’t that true?"

Lu Jiu looked at them with indifference, "Are you leaving or not?"

Zhang Zhengli was taken aback, he didn’t expect Lu Jiu to turn hostile so quickly.

However, having encountered many quirky traditional Chinese medicine practitioners along the way, he wasn’t surprised to see Lu Jiu like this.

"Dr. Lu, please don’t be angry, I just want to help those people, really, online there are many people who truly believe in traditional Chinese medicine but have always struggled to find a good practitioner. We stumbled across Jianghan and heard about you, which is why we’re here, with no other intentions," Zhang Zhengli explained.

Lu Jiu said calmly, "I already refused, don’t make me say something unpleasant."

Zhang Zhengli smiled helplessly, "Alright, sorry for bothering you."

After saying this, Zhang Zhengli stood up and left.

Once he exited the clinic, his wife, Ke Ying, immediately approached him.

"What should we do?" Their earlier conversation wasn’t loud, but from outside, it was still very clear.

Zhang Zhengli whispered, "It’s okay, if he doesn’t agree, he doesn’t agree, we can just film some shots outside and then use text to match the visuals, it’ll have the same effect."

"But without him appearing in person, it might be harder to leverage his popularity, and the video’s popularity might not be too high, but it doesn’t matter, as long as we say he can cure cancer, then spend some money to buy some heat, I believe the video can go viral."

Ke Ying pulled Zhang Zhengli away from the crowd, "Husband, wouldn’t this be a bit bad, what if someone comes to him for treatment, and he can’t cure them, and then the patients bother him, wouldn’t we be shooting ourselves in the foot?"

Zhang Zhengli hesitated for a moment, then said, "Cancer is indeed hard to treat, here’s our plan, we’ll just say he can cure breast cancer, after all, he did have a successful case, we’re not exaggerating too much, can we?"

Ke Ying frowned, "Husband, why do we have to film him, we respected the choice of those old traditional medicine practitioners who didn’t want to be on camera before, how come this time..."

Zhang Zhengli sighed, "I don’t want to either, but look at our account, the highest views we got so far was just a few thousand, and only a little over a hundred likes at most. He’s the only traditional medicine practitioner we’ve met who has gone viral, if we don’t use his popularity, no one will see the old practitioners we filmed. If one day those old practitioners pass away, no one would know how many people they saved."

"When I got you to do this with me, didn’t I promise you, that we must let the nation know that there are so many good traditional Chinese medicine practitioners in the community, this isn’t about money or fame, I only hope that more patients can find good traditional Chinese medicine practitioners."

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"Dr. Lu, when someone comes to interview you, why did you refuse? It’s such a good opportunity to become famous!" An old man looked at Lu Jiu with a smile.

They wish for a doctor like Lu Jiu to become renowned, as they have also struggled in the past to find a good doctor, and they can relate to that feeling.

"But I really can’t cure cancer, if someone comes because of their publicity, travels a long way only to be greatly disappointed, then who takes responsibility?" Lu Jiu smiled bitterly.

The old man laughed, "Why can’t you cure it, didn’t you cure a young girl’s breast cancer? It’s spread all over our community."

What?

Lu Jiu was taken aback, "What do you mean by spreading in the community?"

Xu Yuanyuan’s breast cancer was indeed easy to treat, but it hasn’t been completely cured yet.

"You didn’t know?"

"That young girl lives in the same community with us, after she was diagnosed with breast cancer, everyone in their building knew."

"And then in less than a month, her family claimed the breast cancer was almost cured, without surgery or operation it’s nearly cured, everyone in her building talked about it."

"Later, it spread to our entire community, I’ve also heard people discussing it while walking in the park, they all say there’s a doctor named Lu in Garden Street who can cure all kinds of cancer, how amazing!"

"That’s why I came to find you, if you ask me, you should really promote yourself, I’ve lived in Jianghan for decades, and this is the first time I’ve heard of such a brilliant traditional Chinese medicine doctor like you!"

Lu Jiu couldn’t help but laugh and cry.

What do you mean I can cure all cancers?

How could anyone exaggerate like this!

If this rumor evolves in a few days, are they going to say Hua Tuo has been reborn, Bian Que has come back to life, and there is no disease he can’t cure?