Chapter 88: Sand Pants and Foot Binding ( Words Update Completed)
When Wang Mengde heard someone questioning his teacher, who was a young man at that, he stood up immediately.

He shouted at Gao Yuze: "If the prescription for saving lives has no scientific basis, then what is the scientific basis? Is it 'frontal lobotomy'?"

Wang Mengde was furious. What Gao Yuze said just now was using the mechanistic method of Western medicine to evaluate the holistic theory of traditional Chinese medicine, which was exactly like an infant evaluating adult behavior.

So he didn't hold back and directly released a big move.

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, both the Chinese and Western medicine doctors in the room were startled.

The old gentlemen of traditional Chinese medicine all had smiles on their faces as they sat and watched the ugly faces on the opposite sides.

The elites of Western medicine had bitter faces, and looked as ugly as if they had eaten a fly.

Prefrontal lobotomy is not only a disgrace to the Nobel Prize, but also a dark history that Western medicine can never avoid.

The so-called "frontal lobotomy" is to directly knock an iron cone into the brain from the upper eye socket, and then slide it left and right to destroy the frontal lobe of the brain. It is used to treat mental illness.

It was even used to treat anxiety disorders and bad-tempered and disobedient children.

After the operation, many patients feel as if their souls have been sucked out. They become numb and dull, without any emotions, and become completely different people.

The Nobel Prize in Medicine was awarded to lobotomy in 1949, when the procedure was at its most controversial.

In 1950, the Northern Big Brother took the lead in banning the procedure, and then many countries began to abolish this surgical procedure.

In the past few days, a lot of new Western medical journals have arrived at the Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Wang Mengde happened to see this and, combined with his memories of his previous life, he made a decisive move in the conference hall.

After hearing what Wang Mengde said, Gao Yuze's face turned pale.

Although some countries in the world have not yet abolished frontal lobotomy, people of insight have discovered his problem, especially the domestic medical community, which is completely in line with the big brother in the north.

Wei Chenggong felt very upset, he didn't expect that his new disciple was so "powerful". As soon as he opened his mouth, he attracted other people's powerful moves.

Instead, it was a one-hit kill move that left no time to dodge.

The venue fell silent for a moment, but the host was very good at observing people's expressions and when he saw that the atmosphere was getting dull, he quickly went on stage to break the awkward atmosphere.

Gao Yuze also took the opportunity to sit down, but his face felt as if he had been slapped several times and was burning with pain.

Mr. Pu also walked down the stage with a smile, and gestured to Wang Mengde to sit down.

Regardless of other aspects of today’s exchange and seminar, just this last scene can be said to be a great victory for Chinese medicine.

After the meeting was over, a dozen white-bearded old gentlemen surrounded Mr. Pu and came to Wang Mengde. They all warmly invited Wang Mengde to visit their hospital for exchanges next time.

On the way back, although Pu Lao looked exhausted, he was in good spirits. He smiled and praised, "Meng De, good job, you did a great job today. It seems that I was right to bring you to the exchange seminar this time."

"Sir, I just couldn't stand his ignorance, so I couldn't help but reply." Wang Mengde said calmly.

"Humph, Chinese medicine has many problems, but Western medicine also has many problems. Those young people are so eager for quick success, and sooner or later they will change the flavor of medicine."

Pu Lao said with disdain.

With the end of the exchange and seminar, Wang Mengde returned to his work and study. Ran Xiaomei basically did not let him interfere in the affairs of his two children at home.

At most, when he is too busy, he will be asked to change the child's diaper or accompany his two younger brothers to play outside.

Time quickly came to mid-October, and the two sons were finally one month old.

Early in the morning, Wang Mengde got up, and before he could brush his teeth or wash his face, he first dug a bowl of fine sand from a bag in the corner of the living room and put it on the stove to heat it. After it was heated, he quickly turned it over. After a while, he tested the temperature with his hand. When it was about right, he carefully poured it into the baby's pants, and shook it up and down to warm the pants.

After doing it twice in a row, he quickly took it into the house and asked He Shengnan to change it for her two sons.

What he just made was the diaper "sand pants" for babies of this era.

Shatu pants are actually a cloth bag made of coarse cotton cloth folded in half, sewn on both sides, with the "collar" and "armpits" cut out at the open end, and buttons or straps nailed on the shoulders. This is a pair of baby "pants".

When wearing it, put sand inside.

There are also requirements for sand. You have to choose the kind of sand that is fine and soft, has good permeability and strong water absorption. The fine sand should be brought back and then sifted through a sieve. This kind of sand will not stick to the skin and will be golden and shiny after drying.

The sand at home was what Wang Mengde brought back from the south city on a flatbed truck. In fact, the sand near the Yellow River is the best, but it is too far away, so it is unrealistic to use it.

In winter, the sand needs to be heated by fire, and a warm temperature of around 40 degrees is best. In other seasons, heating is not required.

The main function of sand pants is that when babies wear them, the temperature can be controlled, keeping them warm in winter and cool in summer. The sand is as fine as flour and has no stickiness. It can also prevent eczema and can also act as a diaper, so babies will not pee on the bed.

After changing his two sons into sand pants, Wang Mengde started to wash his face and brush his teeth.

After breakfast, when he was about to go to work, his mother-in-law came over with something.

"Mom, have you eaten?"

"Haha, I came here just after dinner at home. You go and do your own thing. I'll go see how my two grandchildren are doing." Zhou Xiaoyan said with a smile.

When she entered the bedroom, she was even happier to see that the two children had grown plump and white after a month of feeding.

It just so happened that they were both awake and had just finished drinking their milk. After being teased a few times, the two children started dancing with joy.

Seeing that Wang Yuanxun and Wang Yuandi were not behaving properly and there was no cloth strip on the bed, Zhou Xiaoyan gradually frowned: "Shengnan, you didn't tie their feet?"

Wang Mengde, who was about to go out, heard it and stopped to explain: "Mom, there is no need to tie up the children's hands and feet. It will damage their bones."

"How could there be any damage? I have bound the feet of Shengnan and her brothers and sisters since they were young, and there has been no damage to them. The benefit of binding the feet is that it can make their legs straight.

If you don’t have any cloth strips at home, I’ll go back now and get the ones Yanan used before.”

Having said that, he turned around and went home.

Wang Mengde had no choice but to look at his wife and signal her to try to persuade him.

"Mom, wait a minute. Meng De's teacher said that it's not good for a child to be tied up at such a young age. You may not believe me, but Meng De's teacher is a master of traditional Chinese medicine. What he said must make sense."

He Shengnan quickly called her mother and spoke.

Afraid that she wouldn't believe it, he even brought out Pu Lao as evidence.

"Oh, so it was Teacher Meng De who said that." Although Zhou Xiaoyan was skeptical, she gave up the idea of ​​getting the cloth strip.

Seeing that she listened to his advice, Wang Mengde let out a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Mom, you rest here for a while, I'm going to work."

"Meng De, when you pass by the front yard, ask Uncle San why there are always power outages at night recently. Is it because of a circuit breaker or because of the city's unified power outage?"

(End of this chapter)