One of the reasons we were in Hangzhou was to help my eldest daughter get settled into volunteering at Zhejiang hospital. Since her interest is medicine, and there was a Chinese medicine museum nearby, we thought we'd go take a look. I don't remember too much other than the building was hard to find, and we kept racing from one spot of shade to another as we tried to find the entrance. At one point, we thought we'd found it and raced inside an air-conditioned building. There were doctor's faces all over the wall, and a cashier who looked like she might be dispensing tickets. She wasn't. It was a true Chinese medicine clinic. The thought of going out in the sun again made us all feel a bit sick, so we stared at the photos of the doctors as if this were the museum.
When we eventually found the museum, it was not air-conditioned.
"It's to preserve the style of the building," my husband said.
"Are they interested in preserving style or brain cells?" I countered.
Like I said, I don't remember too much. There were a lot of quack doctors in the beginning, but the science got serious and many discoveries were made in the last dynasty.
We left the oven--I mean museum-- and went into a dispensary where people were huddled on the ground next to a bin of ice water. I saw this one child drink a cup full. I shuddered, thinking there's no way that water is clean. Then another woman did the same. What was wrong with these people, and why was this cholera magnet in the middle of a dispensary?
I looked closer and the people were getting hot cups of tea from a container and then cooling them in this bin of ice water. What a lovely idea. We all quickly did the same.
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