As he spoke, Director Meng chuckled, and his eyes showed contempt.

"Modern Chinese medicine can still have some development in small diseases such as colds and coughs. As for the serious illness, forget it. ”

"Which patient you see who is seriously ill can be cured by Chinese medicine. Otherwise, how could our hospital have so many patients every day? ”

Which is better, Chinese medicine or Western medicine, Wu Liang is not clear, because he is not an expert in this area and does not understand. Wu Liang didn't praise anything.

However, Wu Liang absolutely couldn't accept the words of Director Meng in front of him.

Because he is a Chinese, his ancestors are also Chinese. Although Chinese medicine has declined somewhat in modern times, this does not mean that Chinese medicine is a medicine that can be eliminated.

Western medicine has only been around for more than 400 years since its birth, while Chinese medicine has existed for thousands of years.

It makes sense that Western medicine has not been introduced to China, and in the past thousands of years of historical development, we have not seen people in China die because of illness.

Thinking of this, Wu Liang frowned slightly, looked at Director Meng and said, "It is so necessary to belittle Chinese medicine so much in order to praise Western medicine. Although, Western medicine is your father, bringing you wealth. But you have to know that if there was no Chinese medicine, your ancestors would have been extinct long ago, and it would have been your generation's turn to appear. ”

As soon as Wu Liang's words came out, Director Meng's face changed directly. His gaze was not good, and he stared straight at Wu Liang.

"I have been practicing medicine for decades, and I have cured countless patients, all of whom are not well treated by Chinese medicine, so they choose our Western medicine for treatment. ”

"If Chinese medicine is really that good, why is it declining? ”

Wu Liang looked at Director Meng: "Huaxia also had a history of humiliation, in that era, Huaxia could also be said to be in decline, but now, can you say that Huaxia is in decline?"

Director Meng was speechless for a moment, and he couldn't refute Wu Liang's words at all.

Even if he wanted to say some crooked reasoning to deny Wu Liang's words, it was impossible for him to say it in the public place of the hospital.

Because in this way, it will not only affect his political career, but also his career.

There are some things that you can think about, but you must never say.

Director Meng can develop to the current situation at this age, it can be said that he is not a fool, but a very smart person.

Because, only those who know how to cooperate, only those who know how to operate and package themselves, will be appreciated.

I am not optimistic about myself, I don't know how to operate, and there are very few people who will only work hard.

"In short, I am personally not optimistic about Chinese medicine. Director Meng said, looked at Xia Yue's father and said, "There are still three days at most, you should prepare as soon as possible." ”

When Xia Yue's father heard this, he couldn't help but feel sad again, and tears blurred his eyes in an instant.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but it's not time to be sad.

Seeing Xia Yue's father sad and uncomfortable again, Wu Liang was a little unhappy. If Director Meng hadn't appeared and said these words, which hit Xia Yue's father again, even if he didn't believe in himself, he wouldn't have been able to do this.

Wu Liang looked at Director Meng and said, "The greatness of Chinese medicine, I will let you see it." ”

Wu Liang said, looked at Xia Yue's father and Xia Yue, and said, "You are waiting for me outside the door, no one can enter without my permission." ”

Xia Yue's father was still sad and indifferent, and it seemed that he hadn't heard Wu Liang's words at all. Xia Yue nodded heavily and agreed to Wu Liang.

Wu Liang glanced at Director Meng, did not speak, turned around and pushed it open and walked into the ward, then closed the door and locked it inside.

Xia Yue was also a little dissatisfied with Director Meng at this time, but because Director Meng was her mother's attending physician after all, thinking of this, Xia Yue couldn't help but say the bad things in her heart.

Xia Yue looked at Director Meng and said, "I believe in Wu Liang, he will create miracles." ”

Director Meng didn't answer, but the expression on his face was full of sarcasm. Xia Yue saw it, and she didn't care.

……

In the ward, after Wu Liang locked the door, he came to the bedside. It was a single room, with only one bed in it, and a middle-aged woman was lying on the bed, she was still in a coma, her face pale and haggard at the same time.

Wu Liang looked at her, and an incomparably familiar face involuntarily appeared in his mind.

It was his mother, but unfortunately, when he was very young, she had already died.

Wu Liang took a deep breath, and after calming down his emotions, he didn't waste any more time.

Wu Liang silently recited the mantra of the power of the immortal doctor, and the seemingly tangible and invisible liquid in his mind reappeared from Wu Liang's forehead, and then poured into Xia Yue's mother's body.

Over time, Xia Yue's mother's face began to turn rosy, and her face was ruddy, which was a symbol of health.

Wu Liang already had the confidence to be cured, but now after seeing this situation, Wu Liang is even more confident.

"I miss my mother so much that I can have a chance to be saved. Wu Liang muttered with some emotion.

Half an hour later, Wu Liang stopped. A few seconds later, Xia Yue's mother, who was lying on the hospital bed, opened her eyes.

She saw the strange Wu Liang at first glance, she blinked, and said with some doubts: "You are?"

"I'm Xia Yue's friend. Wu Liang smiled slightly, looked at her and asked, "How do you feel about your body?"

"I didn't feel anything, but I felt very comfortable. Xia Yue's mother said something very contradictory.

After Wu Liang heard this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "That's right, I don't feel anything, it means that you are very healthy now." ”

Xia Yue's mother did not come to her senses until she was treated by Wu Liang with the power of an immortal doctor after she fainted.

She had no idea that she had fainted because of cancer. She thought it was caused by a minor illness, so she wasn't too surprised.

Wu Liang didn't treat her to invite merit. Wu Liang only appeared here because of his friends.

As for the dialogue between Director Meng, for Wu Liang, it was nothing at all, and Wu Liang would not care too much.

"Now that you're fine, get ready to be discharged. After Wu Liang finished speaking, he turned around and walked to the door of the ward, unlocked the door, and then opened the door.

As the door was opened by Wu Liang, Xia Yue and Xia Yue's father both looked at Wu Liang expectantly. Although Xia Yue's father didn't have much confidence in his heart, he still had a trace of expectation.

Only Director Meng stood outside the door with the attitude of waiting to see Wu Liang make a fool of himself.

"How's it going?" Xia Yue couldn't wait to look at Wu Liang and asked.

"Prepare to be discharged. Wu Liang smiled slightly.

After Director Meng heard this, he immediately mistakenly thought that Wu Liang was powerless and could not be cured, so he chose to give up.

"Haha, sure enough. How can Chinese medicine solve diseases that cannot be solved by Western medicine? If you want to pretend to ~ force, you also need to have enough strength. ”

Wu Liang rolled his eyes, looked at Director Meng and said, "The illness is all cured, you will pay if you are not discharged from the hospital!"