It is a good thing for a reporter to interview Gu Fan, and Zhan Tianyou readily agreed.

Traditional Chinese medicine not only needs the elderly of their generation, but also young people to carry it. Gu Fan is the best candidate to resist this banner, not because of his superb Chinese medicine skills. It is his achievements in Western medicine that he has a much higher influence in Haval than they do.

It's not that Gu Fan's medical skills have surpassed them, and it's not that they can't compare to Gu Fan's global influence.

The West is full of this hostile and contemptuous attitude towards Chinese medicine. If you want that group of white-skinned monkeys to accept Chinese medicine, there must be a breakthrough.

Gu Fan is such a person, because he has stood at a height that many people look up to in the field of Western medicine. Such people, promoting Chinese medicine, will be more convincing than outsiders.

A group of reporters held up the microphone and voice recorder in their hands with long guns and short guns, and they almost didn't stuff them into Gu Fan's mouth.

Gu Fan looked at these reporters with a confused face, and when he was interviewed, he was not stage frightened at all. After all, in the three years I was in the West, I also participated three or four times at the request of the school.

Those foreign hairs are much more fierce than these reporters in front of them, and all kinds of sharp and derogatory words are like sharp swords piercing in the heart, but Gu Fan is powerless to refute. The occasional sentence or two of the answer is not very good, and the other party will inevitably fight back fiercely. They will even make some inappropriate remarks on the news the next day.

Racial discrimination is a word that is often on the lips of Westerners, but there are a few who actually do not discriminate.

The contradiction between blacks and whites still exists today.

Abraham Lincoln, the president of country M, who proposed the abolition of slavery, was the largest slave owner during his lifetime.

On January 1, 1863, the Emancipation Proclamation was promulgated, but it was only the general circumstances of the time that forced him to compromise. What if there is no compromise? The Civil War began, and there was civil turmoil.

On July 4, 1776, less than 100 years after the declaration of independence of country M in 1863, the former country M was still a colony of the Eagle Country, and the Eagle Country as the big brother would not be willing.

After weighing the pros and cons, country M finally issued the "Emancipation Proclamation" to stabilize the civil war in the country.

It was the Emancipation Proclamation that touched the interests of the vast majority of slave owners, and Lincoln was shot in 1865. Behind this shooting murder, without the support of some people, who would believe it?

"May I ask Mr. Gu Fan, are you from Harvard University?"

Out of the corner of his eyes, Gu Fan glanced at Zhan Tianyou, who was standing in the distance smiling and nodding at him, and replied softly, which was considered to be an answer.

"You studied in the West, why did you choose to study Chinese medicine when you returned to China? Will that be a waste of your talent in Western medicine?"

Gu Fan stood and didn't understand why Zhan Tianyou wanted to push it out by himself, and this was not the time to ask, "I was born to study Chinese medicine from the beginning, and studying Western medicine just to better integrate into this society." I don't think that my talent in Western medicine is better than that of Chinese medicine. Personally, I feel that my achievements in Chinese medicine will be higher than that of Western medicine in the future."

Gu Fan's answer was decent, not procrastinating, and there was no revelation. Journalists need explosive news to catch people's attention. If it's just this material, it's better to interview those well-known experts.

"Hello Mr. Gu Fan, I am a reporter from Huaxia TV. After 5,000 years of development of traditional Chinese medicine, the vast majority of people believe that the older the doctor, the more skilled the doctor, what do you think?"

The words of this journalist reflect the psychology of the vast majority of people. Traditional Chinese medicine, especially old Chinese medicine, is touted by many. Some patients would rather trust the old Chinese medicine doctors in some small clinics than the young doctors in some big hospitals.

It's not that the old TCM skills in the small clinic are high, but that the patients feel that TCM is a broad and profound knowledge that requires more experience. Young Chinese medicine practitioners can have a few catties and a few taels of knowledge, how can they be with those old Chinese medicine practitioners.

There is another meaning in the reporter's words, you are so young, have you really understood Chinese medicine? Can you really see a doctor and prescribe a prescription?

Gu Fan naturally understood the meaning of the other party's words, and the corners of his mouth hooked a curvature, "Knowledge is a process of accumulation, although we are young, we are standing on the shoulders of those ancestors." In terms of theoretical knowledge, we are no worse than our predecessors. What is bad is experience, and what is bad is a process of accumulation. Young people are our capital, so that we have enough time to learn the knowledge of our ancestors and summarize our own shortcomings. Of course, as a doctor, you are not allowed to make mistakes, let alone make mistakes. Therefore, we are younger and more serious about being responsible for every patient. ”

When a reporter from a self-made media heard Gu Fan's last sentence, he felt that there was material to dig up, "Are you saying that you young Chinese medicine practitioners are more serious than those of the older generation of Chinese medicine practitioners?"

Gu Fan frowned, he didn't expect the reporter to misinterpret his meaning like this, "I didn't mean that!"

"Then what you just said is that you will be more serious about being responsible for every patient, is it agreeable?" asked the self-made media with perseverance.

"We are inexperienced and we need to take it more seriously. Every patient comes to us out of trust in us, how can we live up to the trust of the patient? Every patient we see is an accumulation of experience, so that we can better serve the patient in the future. ”

Although Gu Fan's EQ is not very high, his IQ is far higher than that of ordinary people. The other party's question obviously has the meaning of provocation, and if you hear it, how can you follow the other party's script.

"I see that your eyes are black, the whites of your eyes are full of red bloodshots, your lips are white and dry, and you have bad breath when you speak. The liver fire is too strong, pay more attention to rest. ”

The self-made media remembered that when they heard Gu Fan's words, they were shocked and angry at the same time, did the other party scold themselves for bad breath? But what the other party said was the truth, in recent times, there has not been any major time in China, at most it is the lace news of some celebrities. This led to the fact that the efficiency of his media company was not very prosperous, so that he was not only the boss and an employee, but also the reporter, who couldn't eat, and couldn't eat for several nights in a row.

simply missed a song, so that the surrounding reporters couldn't help but look sideways at their peers. Although they couldn't see anything, they also put away their contempt for Gu Fan at this moment.

Zhan Tianyou, who was standing not far away, and a group of famous doctors, heard the conversation between the reporter and Gu Fan, and they all leaked a smile from Huixin.

"Young people are not simple, in the face of reporters' difficulties, they can be so calm and calm, and they unconsciously replied to each other, and highlighted their medical skills. Zeng Yi chuckled and nodded.

"We underestimated this child's achievements in Chinese medicine, and we hope that he can give us more surprises in this exam. ”

……

Zhan Tianyou looked at the time, it was almost ten o'clock, picked up the horn in his hand, and asked all the candidates to walk to the center of the venue, "Let's start the lottery exam." There are 1 to 16 numbers in the box, and the candidates who draw the corresponding numbers stand behind the corresponding famous doctors from left to right. ”

As for how many numbers were drawn, Gu Fan didn't care at all. Standing there, watching Zhuge Fei and the others step forward to draw lots.

Everyone wants to draw the last few numbers, after all, they don't understand the judging criteria of these examiners at the moment, and they have no confidence in their hearts.

Every family is happy, and a few families are sad.

Someone drew the fifteenth and arranged for the last three exams.

Some drew numbers one to eight, Zhuge Fei, and Bai Yu were among them.

Zhuge Fei looked at the No. 1 lottery in his hand, and his chubby face collapsed suddenly, "Why is Lao Tzu so unlucky, usually you are grateful for participating in the lottery, why did you win the jackpot this time." ”

Gu Fan looked at the sixteenth in his hand, and then at the number of patients in the field, he didn't know how long he would have to wait for his turn, let alone the end of the exam.

I just heard Zhuge Fei's complaint, "I'll change with you?"

Zhuge Fei held the note with the number written in his hand, and at the same time he was a little cautious while secretly rejoicing in his heart, "What is your number?"

Gu Fan spread out the sign in his hand, and it was the sixteenth number written with a marker.

Zhuge Fei looked at No. 16 and smiled, "Dude, are you sure you want to change?"

Shrugging his shoulders, Gu Fan looked indifferent, "It doesn't matter, it's the same for the morning exam and the evening test!"

Afraid that Gu Fan would regret it, Zhuge Fei snatched the note from Gu Fan's hand, and stuffed his signature number into Gu Fan's hand, "The man's words are difficult to chase, and whoever regrets it is a pig." ”

For such words, Gu Fan just smiled lightly and stuffed the signature in his hand into his pocket.

Bai Yu looked at Zhuge Fei's tightly held sign with both hands, sighed, and patted the fat man's shoulder, "Are you stupid?

Zhuge Fei looked at Bai Yu with a confused expression, and his body couldn't help but push back a step, his face full of vigilance, "What do you mean?"

"Have you forgotten what Dean Zhan said just now? Let patients and their families contact relatives and friends at home? Free free medical treatment, some patients with incurable diseases hear such good things, who is not rushing to come, the further back, the greater the chance of encountering difficult patients. Bai Yu sighed lightly, looked at the number six in his hand, and secretly rejoiced in his heart that he didn't draw the number fifteen or sixteen.

Hearing Bai Yu's explanation, the smile on Zhuge Fei's face instantly complimented, and he looked at Gu Fan, complaining in his heart, "Can we change it back?"

For the problem that Bai Yu thought of, Gu Fan didn't pay attention to it, and he was still willing to encounter incurable diseases, but ordinary conditions really have no challenge meaning.

Gu Fan took out the signature number from his trouser pocket, "Then change it back!"

Zhuge Fei looked at the sign in Gu Fan's hand, smiled like Maitreya Buddha, and stretched out his hand to get his signature number back.

A crisp and pleasant voice came from the side, "Yo, does anyone want to admit that they are pigs?

The smile on Zhuge Fei's face was more ugly than crying, and he didn't need to look back to know who the owner of the voice was. wanted to refute, but couldn't muster the courage, not because he was afraid of losing face, but because the identity of the other party was there.