Mr. Yanzhi fractured his left humerus in the summer of the Guisi year. He traveled south seeking treatment and obtained a copy of *Die Sun Miao Fang* (Miraculous Formulas for Traumatic Injuries), after which his condition gradually improved. This autumn, he revised and collated the text again, intending to have it printed but lacking funds, so he consulted me. Upon reading it, I found that its medication was steady and its therapeutic principles precise and detailed; it is indeed a rare masterpiece in the medical field. It can supplement what has been incomplete since the era of the *Ling Shu* (Spiritual Pivot) and *Su Wen* (Basic Questions). As Master Cheng said: "A humble scholar who keeps the welfare of others in mind will surely benefit people." This describes you, Mr. Yanzhi. Therefore, I assisted with the printing costs and appended a few words at the end.
The ninth month of Bing Shen year, Daoguang reign
Your humble younger brother and fellow student, Hu Quan
Upon the completion of Mr. Yanzhi's printing of *Die Sun Miao Fang*, I casually composed a long poem to celebrate his sixtieth birthday.
His body is like refined gold tempered a hundred times; at sixty years old, it feels like a rebirth. Counting the cycles of the Jiazi sexagenary cycle, his writings reach books unseen since the times of Xuanyuan (Yellow Emperor) and Qibo. Worldly troubles are resolved through daily recitation of the *Diamond Sutra*; inner frustrations are dispelled by wine. Blessing others is truly boundless self-blessing; cherish the green bag (a metaphor for medical knowledge) filled with ten thousand treasures.
In the year of Rouzao (Bing Shen), on the Fo day of Tantu month
Your humble younger brother by marriage, Liu Baonan, respectfully composed