Chapter 1245: The Lecture

"Professor Li is giving the lecture today. He heard that I've taken on a Traditional Chinese Medicine teacher, so he wanted to meet you," Zhou Meng said with a smile. "Professor Li is an honorary professor at the school and only gives two lectures a month, so there are quite a lot of people here today."

"No problem, I'd like to hear this professor's lecture too," Chen Yu smiled. Although Western Medicine was not as miraculous as his current medical skills, it still had its merits after all.

Moreover, this professor was very famous, and he also wanted to see if the professor truly had real talent and learning.

"Let's go sit over there," Zhou Meng smiled. She pulled Chen Yu to an empty spot, and then they sat down.

Soon, it was time for class, and a professor in his sixties walked into the classroom.

This professor was the nationally renowned leader of Western Medicine, Li Mingwu.

"Professor Li is here." Someone shouted, and everyone stood up. The noisy classroom became deathly silent in that instant.

"Hello, Professor Li." All the students shouted in unison. It was clear that Professor Li Mingwu's status and prestige here were quite high.

"Hello, students. Please sit down." Li Mingwu pressed his hands downward and smiled slightly. "I am giving the lecture today, but in the previous class, a student mentioned Traditional Chinese Medicine."

"I have also conducted in-depth research into Traditional Chinese Medicine. Since some students question whether Traditional Chinese Medicine can cure illnesses, I have invited a Traditional Chinese Medicine expert today to clear up your doubts."

"Student Zhou Meng, has your Traditional Chinese Medicine mentor arrived?" Li Mingwu looked up and called out.

"Professor Li, Teacher Chen has already arrived. He originally wanted to sit here and listen to your lecture," Zhou Meng stood up and smiled.

"Oh, so the mentor you mentioned is already here. Please have him come over. My lecture today is mainly to hear about Traditional Chinese Medicine theory, so I will leave the rest of the time to him," Li Mingwu smiled slightly.

Chen Yu was speechless. Why was this old man playing this game? Asking him to give a lecture? He hadn't prepared at all. He had only come here to exchange ideas with the old man, but he hadn't expected it to turn into a solo performance.

But there was no other way now; he had been forced onto the stage. He stood up and smiled, "Professor Li, I came here to discuss medical matters with you as well."

"Giving the lecture is your business, and I am a junior, so I won't show off my meager skills in front of you."

"You are Zhou Meng's mentor? You are actually this young?" Li Mingwu couldn't help but be startled when he saw Chen Yu's appearance.

His views were the same as most people's; he believed that experts in Traditional Chinese Medicine must all be elderly people of a certain age.

After all, much of the knowledge in Traditional Chinese Medicine can only be understood intuitively and cannot be put into words; it relies entirely on personal aptitude.

By the time you accumulate experience and become a true medical expert, you are likely at least seventy or eighty years old.

But looking at Chen Yu, he was under thirty, and because of his cultivation, Chen Yu looked extremely young.

This made the old man feel a bit suspicious. Was Chen Yu really a Traditional Chinese Medicine expert? Had Zhou Meng been deceived?

"Generally speaking, those who achieve something in Traditional Chinese Medicine are certainly not young, but I am different," Chen Yu smiled slightly. "Among so many people studying Traditional Chinese Medicine, there are always a few with innate talent, and I am that kind of person."

To be honest, Chen Yu's words were blunt and not humble at all, and frankly, he didn't need to be deliberately humble.

But to the group of naive students, these words sounded like bragging.

"What does that mean? Does it mean you're a genius?"

"I think he's just average. Who found this mentor? I suspect this guy doesn't understand Traditional Chinese Medicine at all."

"Be more confident, drop the 'suspect.' I don't believe he really understands Traditional Chinese Medicine."

The students below exploded into an uproar. Everyone was whispering and discussing; they didn't believe for a second that this arrogant guy really understood Traditional Chinese Medicine, let alone that he was an expert.

"Everyone, quiet down. Quiet down for a moment." Seeing the classroom becoming noisy, Li Mingwu waved his hand to make everyone quiet down.

The questioning voices in the room gradually died down. Li Mingwu said, "I believe that since he dared to come here, he must have his own merits. Everyone, don't be impatient; let's exchange ideas first."

"Exchanging ideas is fine," Chen Yu smiled slightly. "How shall we exchange?"

"Let's start with Traditional Chinese Medicine theory. To be honest, I have studied Traditional Chinese Medicine and I believe in it, but I hold a skeptical attitude toward some of its theories."

Li Mingwu smiled. "Do you think the theories of Traditional Chinese Medicine are true?"

"Of course they are true. Huaxia has five thousand years of history, and the heritage left behind is countless," Chen Yu said. "Traditional Chinese Medicine focuses on the Yin-Yang Five Elements and the connection between Heaven and Human. These theories cannot be explained by science."

"That is why in recent years, some experts and scholars, and even our own people in Huaxia, have been questioning the authenticity of Traditional Chinese Medicine. This has to be called a tragedy."

"Things that science cannot explain are inherently fake," a student said disdainfully.

"So why must our things be explained by science? What are things that cannot be explained by science?" Chen Yu retorted.

"What is there that science cannot explain?" the student was unconvinced.

"Which came first, the egg or the chicken?" Chen Yu asked.

"This..." The student was left speechless.

"Remember, there are plenty of things science cannot explain. The things passed down through Huaxia's five thousand years of history are not things you can look down upon."

"Child, have some time to read more books, learn more about our Huaxia culture, spend less time online, and don't always hide behind a keyboard," Chen Yu smiled.

"So what? I also don't believe Traditional Chinese Medicine can really cure illnesses. Many Traditional Chinese Medicine practitioners diagnose by feeling the pulse; there is simply no basis for this," a female student stood up and said.

"No basis? I can tell you, it's not just pulse-taking that can diagnose illnesses. I can tell just by looking at you that you had epilepsy when you were a child and almost died," Chen Yu glanced at her.

"And ironically, the one who cured your epilepsy should have been an old Traditional Chinese Medicine practitioner. If not for him, you couldn't have lived healthily until now."

"How do you know?" The girl was startled. She was shocked not only that Chen Yu could see she had had epilepsy.

She was even more shocked that Chen Yu actually knew her illness had been cured by an old Traditional Chinese Medicine practitioner.

"It's very simple. The aura on a person is like tree rings; it can record the illnesses you have had. Just like you, having had epilepsy, I can see it at a glance."

"Because the energy field on your body has already changed. This is everything I can see."

"I don't believe it. Then see what illnesses I've had," another girl stood up.

"Six months ago, appendicitis surgery. Before that, you didn't have any major illnesses, at most colds and fevers," Chen Yu glanced at her.