"The seventh spirit possesses the function of alertness. People whose seventh spirit is too alert get nervous at the slightest disturbance, sleep with the lights on and doors closed, and can't sleep when their husband is on a business trip! On the other hand, some are so unalert that when they sleep, it's like being unconscious; a thief could empty the house and they wouldn't know!"
"In short, whether the spirit is too alert or too unalert, it indicates a problem with the spirit!"
"For a person with a strong spirit, like someone who has to get up at six in the morning, they don't need an alarm clock at home, nor a morning call in a hotel. Just tell themselves before sleeping to wake up at six, and at 5:55, they will wake up!"
"Who is helping them keep track of time? Who takes care of them while they sleep? That's their spirit! If we want to improve our interaction between our acquired self and our innate self, we must start by practicing with these small things!"
After spending considerable effort, Luo Chao finally expressed his complete understanding of the Three Souls and Seven Spirits theory from ancient Chinese medicine.
Meanwhile, in the ward, the doctors of Huaxia traditional medicine were all recording seriously with a hint of excitement.
Just then, a familiar voice suddenly rang out.
This voice was none other than Dr. Nicholas Mirotic, representing modern Western medical science.
Clap clap clap!
After Luo Chao finished speaking, Nicholas Mirotic suddenly began to clap. However, his clapping was quite different from Jiang Lianqing's applause for Luo Chao.
Jiang Lianqing's applause was a sincere display of gratitude and admiration for Luo Chao.
But this foreigner Nicholas Mirotic's applause was of ill intent.
After Nicholas Mirotic finished clapping, he gave Luo Chao a disdainful look and said in a sarcastic tone, "Brilliant, truly brilliant. What a theory of ancient Chinese medicine and the Three Souls and Seven Spirits. I was really taken aback by your words. You sure know a lot, young man!"
"Hehe, I'm flattered, I'm flattered. How could I know more than you, an American Western medicine scientist!" Facing Nicholas Mirotic's obviously insincere flattery, Luo Chao responded in a similarly sarcastic tone.
"Dr. Luo, no need to be modest. I truly think you know quite a bit!" Nicholas Mirotic chuckled coldly, "However, the things you know don't seem to have any practical use in real life! You can talk so well, but can you cure diseases? In the end, isn't this gentleman's complex illness going to rely on our Western medical science for treatment?"
"No, no, no." Hearing Nicholas Mirotic's words, Luo Chao suddenly shook his hand, then looked at the obese gentleman on the hospital bed and said, "He doesn't need your Western medicine at all!"
"Oh? He doesn't need our Western medicine?" Nicholas Mirotic raised an eyebrow, "Could it be he needs your unreliable ancient Chinese medicine then? Are you planning to set up an altar and summon the soul of a divine doctor from ancient times for possession? Isn't this kind of superstitious ritual what you Huaxia folks love the most?"
"Hehe." Luo Chao chuckled, "Mr. Nicholas Mirotic, it seems you're quite familiar with our Huaxia superstitions. However, to disappoint you, this elderly man's illness doesn't need our Chinese medicine today either!"
"Hahaha..." Nicholas Mirotic couldn't help but burst out laughing at Luo Chao's somewhat baffling words.
After laughing enough, Nicholas Mirotic said, "Dr. Luo, are you getting your wires crossed? What do you mean by not needing our Western medicine nor your Chinese medicine? Are you suggesting he self-diagonses and cures by himself? Why come to the hospital then, and what's the point of doctors? You're really making an international joke!"
To his surprise, instead of getting angry, Luo Chao listened to Nicholas Mirotic's words and even smiled in agreement.
Luo Chao curved the corners of his mouth, "Mr. Nicholas Mirotic, you're right. In my opinion, this older man's illness can indeed only be cured by himself!"
"Hmph!" Nicholas Mirotic snorted, "Nonsense! So you tell me, how exactly should this gentleman cure himself?"
"It's very simple." Luo Chao smiled slightly, "By practicing martial arts."
"Martial arts?" A mocking expression flashed across Nicholas Mirotic's face, "Are you saying he should take up boxing? I get it, if you have a patient box, once they're beaten to death, there's no need for treatment, right? Then you can say he was beaten to death, not died of illness, correct? This is a truly unfunny cold joke!"
"Alas." Hearing this, Luo Chao sighed, "You Westerners are so shallow. Martial arts must mean boxing? Haven't you heard of our Huaxia Martial Arts and Tai Chi?"
"Tai Chi!" As soon as Luo Chao mentioned those two words, a young female doctor in the Huaxia traditional medicine team suddenly exclaimed.
Then, she stood up and tentatively asked Luo Chao, "Dr. Luo, do you mean that by practicing Tai Chi, this patient can self-heal his sub-health problems?"
"Correct answer!" Luo Chao cast an appreciative glance at her after hearing the doctor's words, "Doctor, how did you know I intended for him to practice Tai Chi?"
The female doctor blushed a little as she brushed back her long hair, "Because I practice Tai Chi too! Also, I've personally witnessed the changes Tai Chi brings to the human body!"
"My senior sister, 65 years old, was diagnosed with breast cancer three years ago. She was in a slumped state, fearing she wouldn't live long, constantly anxious and undergoing chemotherapy. Finding home boring, she came out to practice with us, occasionally stretching. Now, her condition is completely stable, a miracle in the medical field!"
"My second senior sister, has three steel pins in her cervical spine. She used to love disco, developed a condition where she could only wear high heels, be it shopping or hiking. Wearing flats would swell her calves. She started Tai Chi two years before me, and now occasionally visits the dance hall, but has come to love flats!"
"And my senior brother, 66, a severe cervical spondylosis and periarthritis sufferer, couldn't lift his arm. Now he can perform with sword and fan in high spirits!"
"My third senior brother suffered from varicose veins. Unfortunately, he was in a car accident and had a comminuted fracture of his leg two years ago. Doctors said even standing up would be a miracle. After the standard 100-day recovery, he followed us to practice Tai Chi at a leisurely pace. Now his leg is no different from a normal person's!"
"As for myself, 23 years old, I used to love street dance but was always restless. After seven years of Tai Chi, proficient in four Yang styles, one Chen style, two fan routines and two sword sets, although I still love to laugh, play, cry, and run, my temperament and demeanor have definitely improved quietly!"
"Many people even ask, why would a young girl like you practice Tai Chi? But only those who practice truly understand the benefits of Tai Chi!"
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