"Okay." The deputy regimental commander took the prescription and handed it to a orderly standing nearby. "Go get the medicine quickly."
"I'll go with you," the doctor said hurriedly. In truth, he mostly wanted to see the prescription. He studied Western medicine, but he didn't reject Traditional Chinese Medicine. He had taught himself for a while, but he didn't understand how to handle prescriptions. He thought that by looking at more prescriptions, he might slowly figure it out.
It was a small matter, but among the children at the summer camp, everyone’s look at Zhu Yanyi changed. They looked at her with special admiration.
"Zhu Yanyi, do you really know medicine?" Keith looked at Zhu Yanyi, a hint of contemplation in her eyes, as if pondering something.
Zhu Yanyi said calmly, "I study Traditional Chinese Medicine from our Huaxia."
"Is it that magical medicine that involves chanting spells?" Hans asked from the side.
"Traditional Chinese Medicine doesn't involve chanting spells," Zhu Yanyi said helplessly. "That should be witch doctors. I think you Westerners have legends about witch doctors. Some minority groups in our region also have them. But for most people, it's Traditional Chinese Medicine. It is not witchcraft. TCM uses one prescription per person. It generally uses the natural properties of plants, animals, and other living things to adjust problems inside the human body."
"I've seen TCM medicine. It's all black and looks quite scary," Keith said from the side. He had seen a little TCM. The medicine was usually a soup.
Zhu Yanyi said calmly, "Most TCM medicine is a soup boiled from herbs and materials found in nature. Of course, some include animal parts, like snake skin, cicada shells, or centipedes. These can all be used as medicine. The boiled TCM looks scary, but it works well and has no side effects."
"TCM is so good. Can I learn it?" Hans asked, looking like an eager student.
Zhu Yanyi was speechless. "There is no rule that TCM cannot be taught to outsiders. However, it cannot be learned in a day or two, nor in a year or two. TCM relies on experience. Without talent and experience, you cannot become a good TCM doctor. Especially since you are not from Huaxia, you cannot understand many Huaxia terms. So, it is very hard for you to learn TCM."
"Ah, is it that hard? I can learn it. My IQ is 146," Hans said seriously. "I learn things very fast."
"Heh." Zhu Yanyi looked at Hans. "How about this? When you have memorized the Song of Decoction Heads and understand its meaning, then come learn TCM from me."
"What is the Song of Decoction Heads?" Hans asked curiously.
"I hope you can tell me what the Song of Decoction Heads is," Zhu Yanyi looked at Hans seriously. "In the basic TCM section of Xinhua Bookstore in Huaxia, you will find this book. You can buy it and try to teach yourself when you have time."
"I have to memorize books? That feels scary," Hans said. He didn't seem to like studying. In fact, Hans really didn't like memorizing. At home, he wasn't interested in various books. He preferred to study strange and interesting things. For example, he often asked questions like, "Why do trains run?" or "Why do planes fly?" Because of this, the Grace family even had a special laboratory for him. As for memorizing books, he truly disliked it. This was why, despite having a high IQ, his behavior sometimes seemed foolish.