"Open class on the basics of traditional Chinese medicine? Longlong, let's go and listen!"

On the playground of the medical school, several students of the Chinese medicine class played badminton in the corner of the playground, and one of the men said to the tall college student next to him.

"Folk Chinese medicine?

The one called Long Long slapped the badminton racket in his hand on his arm and said with interest. After all, as a fourth-year student of the School of Medicine of Zhejiang South University, I have been in the medical school for four years, and it is the first time I have heard any folk Chinese medicine come to the medical school to give a public class.

"I regret choosing the profession of Chinese medicine now, it's too cold, and now people believe in Western medicine, and few people choose to see Chinese medicine. Li Ke said.

"Li Ke, then how did you choose the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine?" asked Ma Xubin.

"It's not my fucking angry feelings, when I was holding a major, my brain was hot, thinking about what Western medicine we Chinese people should study, of course, I support Chinese medicine in China, and with a stroke of the pen, I chose Chinese medicine, where do you know that Chinese medicine is so unpopular now!"

"This is a fact, but I have heard that the employment situation of the seniors in the first few circles of our Chinese medicine department is very unsatisfactory, few of them enter big hospitals, and many of them can't find good jobs, so they all go to pharmacies as waiters, and they are two or three thousand yuan a month. Ma Xubin said.

"It's useless to say this, since I have chosen the major of Chinese medicine, it is difficult to change now, how about we go and listen to the lectures of folk Chinese medicine later, don't many novels say that Chinese medicine masters are in the people?" Long Long said.

"What do you think this folk Chinese medicine doctor looks like?" Li Ke asked.

"It's not a gray-haired old man, aren't all those old Chinese medicine doctors in the TV series like that?"

Long Long thought for a while and said. After all, in Long Long's impression, Chinese medicine practitioners with some level of medical skills are basically old people.

A few people stopped playing ball, and they all sat on the ground to rest, discussing the basic knowledge of Chinese medicine that they were about to go to. After all, it was the first time for everyone to invite a folk Chinese medicine practitioner to give a lecture, and everyone was a little interested.

Many people throughout the medical school heard the broadcast.

"What did Yang Mei say about our department?" Yang Xue said.

"I know, a new teacher?" said Yang Mei.

"Why don't we listen to it, folk Chinese medicine. I really haven't seen a folk Chinese medicine lecture oh, what do you think he looks like?" Yang Xue asked with some excitement.

"What else can you look like, it must be an old man, do you still want to be a handsome guy?"

Yang Mei smiled. In Yang Mei's view, the Chinese medicine practitioners who can give lectures in the school must have very good medical skills, and the medical skills of Chinese medicine are accumulated by age, and the Chinese medicine practitioners with strong medical skills are basically old men. Old lady.

"That's what you said, it must be an old man, it's really not interesting. ”

Yang Xue said. In medical school, especially in Yang Xuebao's Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, basically the teachers are all older people, most of them are old men, old ladies, and younger ones. It's also a middle-aged uncle-level figure.

"If it weren't for the pharmacy at home, my family would have asked me to read this Chinese medicine. I won't apply for this TCM major, you see how many young the attending and chief doctors of the TCM department in the hospital, and then look at the attending and chief doctors of those departments of Western medicine, many of them are very young. ”

Yang Mei said with a depressed face. Originally, Yang Mei wanted to apply for those specialties of Western medicine, but as the only daughter in the family, as the heir of the family's big pharmacy. The final choice is not in her hands, it is up to a group of adults in the family to decide.

"Anyway, let's go listen and see how this folk Chinese medicine is different from the lectures of these professors in the school, and see if we can learn something useful. Yang Xue said.

"Hmm. ”

Yangmei also wanted to hear how the lectures of folk Chinese medicine were doing.

……

"Huh. Listen, there are really no talents in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and now they are all down to invite barefoot doctors from the private sector to give lectures. ”

"Now there are a few people who study Chinese medicine, and only those who have their brains in water apply to the Department of Chinese Medicine, you don't know, many students of the Department of Chinese Medicine regret their deaths, and many people are looking for relationships and want to transfer to our Western medicine major!"

"Who made it difficult to find a job studying Chinese medicine now!"

"It can't be said that Chinese medicine is not good, it is too miscellaneous, many of them rely on personal experience, and it is difficult to achieve anything without more than ten or twenty years of work experience. ”

"More than ten or twenty years, there was that time, those of us who studied Western medicine have long been attending and director-level doctors, and if we mix well, we are all at the expert level. ”

"Now Chinese medicine is not good, the level is too inferior, and sooner or later it will be eliminated. ”

"I also think so, if it weren't for the country's support for traditional Chinese medicine over the years, I think traditional Chinese medicine would probably be about to retire from the stage of history. ”

"Do you want to go to class?"

"We are studying Western medicine, what are we going to listen to? The courses of Chinese medicine are similar to those who call them, and they are not interesting at all. ”

"Go, why don't you go, let's also go and see the level of folk Chinese medicine, and see what level he has, so that the school can invite him to give a lecture." ”

Many students who are not from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine are discussing the matter of inviting folk Chinese medicine practitioners to give lectures in the school, after all, it is the first time in Zhejiang South University to invite folk barefoot Chinese medicine practitioners to give lectures in the school.

It's not that the level of folk Chinese medicine is not good, but that most of the folk Chinese medicine culture is not high, and many of them are elementary school cultures.

……

The fifth floor of the second teaching building to the west of the medical school.

In a large lecture hall, many students came one after another, most of them were students from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and of course, there were also a small number of students majoring in Western medicine who came to see the excitement.

Although it is a large lecture hall, it is actually not very large, and it can accommodate more than 300 people, but there are not many students who study Chinese medicine, and many students look down on the folk barefoot Chinese medicine practitioners, so they have not come, so it is less than ten minutes away from the class time, and this ladder classroom that can accommodate more than 300 people is still very empty.

Everyone sat in the middle and back of the lecture hall in twos and threes, and there were basically few people sitting in the first few rows, especially the first row, which was simply a forbidden place, and no one sat at all.

There is no way, that position is too close to the teacher's line of sight, and every move is under the teacher's monitoring, which makes these college students feel depressed.

Everyone chatted and talked, but they didn't see the mysterious folk Chinese medicine teacher for a long time.

"Why haven't you come yet?"

"It's not ten o'clock yet!"

"Why don't we go to the bathroom and smoke another cigarette?"

"Okay, smoke out. ”

However, just as the two students from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine stood up and were about to go to the toilet to smoke, a group of people walked into the classroom door, which frightened the two students and immediately sat down honestly.

I saw that Yang Chunjie, Dean of the School of Medicine, took the lead, several vice deans, deans of academic affairs, as well as seven or eight old professors from traditional Chinese medicine hospitals, and even two professors of Western medicine, walked into the classroom and sat down in the first row of the lecture hall. (To be continued.) )