Urban Miracle Doctor
Chapter 333 - 333 333 A Dialogue Across a Thousand Years

333: Chapter 333: A Dialogue Across a Thousand Years 333: Chapter 333: A Dialogue Across a Thousand Years “No need to look anymore, they are just asleep,”

Suddenly, Qin Han quickly adopted a defensive stance, yet his eyes were drawn to the source of the voice.

He saw that the space before the niche, previously empty, was now occupied by an old man, smiling at him with a twinkly gaze.

Qin Han observed the elder closely, noting his Tang Dynasty attire, the deep bags under his eyes sagging heavily, his temples graying alongside a long beard, all suggesting this man could not possibly belong to the modern era.

Yet a moment ago, Qin Han had not felt anyone’s approach; the man had simply appeared before him with but a turn of his body.

What kind of skill could this be?

“An illusion?” Qin Han murmured with a frown.

The old man, still smiling at Qin Han, said, “If you claim it’s real, then it’s real; if you say it’s false, then it’s false!”

“Who are you?” Qin Han watched the elder warily, asking in a cold voice.

“You seek to inherit my legacy, yet you don’t even know who I am, how laughable!” the old man said with a hearty laugh.

Qin Han shook his head, speaking to himself, “It seems it is indeed an illusion; how could someone from thousands of years ago still be alive?”

Immediately, Qin Han disregarded the elder and walked straight to the three people at the door, intent on verifying whether they were in any danger.

But to Qin Han’s surprise, he couldn’t identify the poison affecting any of the three!

This had never happened before in his career as a doctor.

“I told you, they’re just sleeping, why won’t you believe it?” the old man continued, still standing in his original spot, watching Qin Han.

Qin Han felt the pulse of each one, discovering no issues with their vital signs, and he finally felt reassured.

“Are you truly the Medicine King?” Qin Han asked with a furrowed brow.

“Young man, your study of poisons is profound; you’re nearly reaching my realm,” the elder said with a smile.

Qin Han, resigned to the situation, replied indifferently, “I now understand why Sun Pinghui’s speech is so annoying—it’s inherited!”

“Young man, your temperament is quite to my taste,” the elder said with a faint smile.

“What is poison?”

The elder suddenly looked at Qin Han seriously and asked.

Taken aback, Qin Han looked at the elder but nonetheless answered, “Any substance that can harm an organism’s physiological functions!”

“Is there another explanation?” the elder pressed.

“A substance that causes addiction, death, or a life worse than death!” Qin Han thought for a moment and continued.

The elder shook his head, saying, “Then on what basis do you conclude that it’s the drugs that damage the organism’s physiological functions after they’re taken, rather than the functions already being impaired before, with the drugs merely igniting the breaking point?”

“This…” Qin Han was stumped by the elder’s question.

Indeed, why was it certain that it was the substance that caused harm to the organism, and not that the substance was merely a catalyst, triggering existing issues within the organism?

This was a medical theory consolidated over a thousand years, yet here, Qin Han felt it was somewhat inapplicable.

Nonetheless, he was not one to readily dismiss his own beliefs.

“Then why do some people or animals, who haven’t taken any medicine, suffer severe illnesses, yet after using the medicine, they get better?” Qin Han asked calmly.

The elder nodded with satisfaction, seemingly appreciative of Qin Han’s question.

“Why do you assume medicine is used to treat the organism’s body, rather than the illness being a result of the organism’s lack of that medicine?” the elder posed another question.

Qin Han shook his head and said, “Then how do you explain the saying that ‘all medicines have a degree of poison’?”

“A biological body is a relatively balanced system; when something is lost, it can trigger anomalies in the body, what we refer to as diseases.”

“However, when all vital signs of a biological body are normal, taking medicinal herbs arbitrarily can disrupt this balance within.

Minor medicines may lead to endocrine disturbances, while major doses can even cause discomfort in organs, which is why Traditional Chinese Medicine often says ‘all medicines have a degree of poison’!”

“This does not mean the medicine itself is toxic, but rather that it disrupts the body’s internal balance, leading to problems with various vital signs.”

The old man spoke slowly, saying a lot, and then looked at Qin Han with a faint gaze.

Qin Han thought carefully about the elder’s words, feeling that they made a lot of sense, yet also felt they didn’t.

“Are you saying that all medicines are there to maintain a balance within the body?

And that diseases occur because this balance is disrupted?”

“Exactly!” said the elder.

“Then how do you explain the use of medicines to reduce inflammation and aid healing when the body is injured?” Qin Han asked again.

“Because the body has suffered trauma from external forces, causing it to lose something internally.

Fortunately, there are medicines that can replenish this, which is why they can reduce inflammation and help with healing!” the elder spoke softly.

Qin Han shook his head and said,

“What you’ve mentioned is just a different understanding of medicines.

In the end, toxic medicines can kill, while good medicine can heal people!

Knowing this is enough for a doctor; as for your interpretation of toxic medicines?

You can think whatever you want!”

Taken aback by the comment, the elder then burst into laughter, saying, “Very good, very good, to adhere to one’s true nature is the mark of a promising student!”

“My question about your understanding of toxic medicines was to ask how you understand the interplay of mutual reinforcement and inhibition among medicines!”

Qin Han replied indifferently, “You are essentially saying that ‘with seven parts medicine, there is no poison’.”

“With seven parts medicine, there is no poison?” the elder asked, puzzled.

Qin Han, frowning, said, “Are you truly the Medicine King?”

Because the principle of ‘With seven parts medicine, apply the five poisons’ came after the Medicine King, summarized by generations of medical pioneers.

If he really was the Medicine King’s spirit, not knowing ‘with seven parts medicine, there is no poison’ would be entirely normal.

“Modern descendants already know the theories of mutual reinforcement and inhibition among medicines?” the elder suddenly said, somewhat excitedly.

Qin Han nodded and said, “Although there are very few isolated manuscripts left by the Medicine King, every era has its share of genius doctors.

So many of the Traditional Chinese Medicine theories of later generations, though some may not match those of ancient formulas, have actually surpassed the ancients.”

“Take acupuncture for instance!

In the Tang Dynasty, acupuncture mainly used silver needles because the technique for using gold needles had not yet been adopted.

But now, Traditional Chinese Medicine has developed to the point where gold needles can be used in acupuncture!”

Upon hearing this, the elder expressed surprise, exclaiming, “That’s impossible!”

Qin Han did not speak further, simply taking out the needle pouch he carried, extracting a Golden Needle, and with a slight flick, the fine, hair-thin Golden Needle instantly stood rigid between Qin Han’s two fingers!

“Hahahaha!” Seeing Qin Han’s Golden Needle, the elder burst into loud laughter, but as he laughed, his eyes filled with tears.

“I never imagined that despite my obsession that later generations wouldn’t be able to inherit my medical legacy, without our experience and heritage, they would still find their own way.

We were too arrogant!

Too arrogant!”

Qin Han frowned and looked at the elder, asking, “You all?”

“Young man, have you now reached the realm of Medical Emperor?” the elder suddenly asked, putting a stop to his laughter.

“Indeed, may I ask what realm you are at?” There was no surprise in Qin Han’s face; given the Medicine King’s standing in medicine, it was only natural to discern his own medical realm in a glance.

“In my whole life, I only managed to reach the realm of Medical Saint, with the last two realms being beyond my reach…” said the elder, his tone somewhat dispirited.