You know, Chinese medicine is different from other disciplines. To be a good TCM physician, you can't do it without decades of experience. It is even more difficult to become a professor who can teach a lecture. This is also why many famous Chinese medicine practitioners are old and have gray hair.

Because TCM is all about seeing, hearing, and knowing, everything requires thousands of practices to master, regardless of the use of drugs. The dragon tastes a hundred herbs in order to carefully analyze the medicinal effect of each herb. Not to mention everything, it is already a fantasy to be able to record the medicinal properties of most Chinese medicines. It's a lifelong career.

But Xiao Xiong is different, he has the memory of the heroes of his previous life, Xiao Xiong is like a god, and he is clear about traditional medical skills, and he is almost to the point of being superb. Sadly, the strength is not enough now, and it only stays at the level of the Wangqi Realm. Otherwise, with each level of ascension, Xiao Xiong has the ability to perform more magical medical skills.

Therefore, for such a young "professor" standing on the podium, the students of the Department of Chinese Medicine did not believe it, and even more were not convinced.

"Xiao Xiong, you hurry up and come down for me, the new teacher will be here soon. Hou Xiaoxiao said with a flushed face.

After all, Xiao Xiong was brought in by himself, although there is no rule that no auditors are allowed in the class, and the university is also open, but Xiao Xiong's embarrassing behavior makes his face go where?

When the other students saw Hou Xiaoxiao say this, they also persuaded Xiao Xiong. They don't want to make a bad impression on a new teacher in the first class.

"Xiao Xiong, I warn you one last time. Seeing that Xiao Xiong still had no intention of coming down, Hou Xiaoxiao couldn't wait to go up and drag him down in person.

"Why should I come down?" Xiao Xiong did not get angry at Hou Xiaoxiao's words, but asked with a smile.

"Are you a new teacher?" Hou Xiaoxiao has a cannibalistic heart.

"How do you know I'm not?" Xiao Xiong asked rhetorically.

"Do you have a teacher's qualification certificate?" asked Hou Xiaoxiao.

Not really. Due to the rush of time, Li Xiaohong only verbally dredged up the relationship, and the formal procedures were still going. Those certificates, including professor-level titles, Xiao Xiong doesn't have any for the time being.

"Does this prove anything?" Xiao Xiong could only say.

"Let's go down!"

"Go down, don't make a fuss!"

"We still have classes!"

Hearing that Xiao Xiong did not have a teacher qualification certificate, the voices below made a lot of noise, and they all asked Xiao Xiong to come down.

Seeing the angry looks on the students' faces, Xiao Xiong knew that this joke couldn't be made bigger.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am indeed your teacher. ”

Xiao Xiong's voice was not loud, but his tone was not angry but mighty, giving people a sense of majesty that could not be resisted. Suddenly, the originally noisy classroom fell silent.

Seeing that the students were quiet, Xiao Xiong seized the opportunity and continued: "My name is Xiao Xiong, not the hero, but the portrait of Xiao, the hero's hero. To tell you the truth, I used to be the director of the emergency department of the city hospital, and I also opened a medical center in Haicheng. Whether it is medical skills or ability, it can lead you. ”

"Blow the ......" Hou Xiaoxiao was a little unconvinced, she knew that her brother-in-law was very powerful, but she just couldn't get used to Xiao Xiong's appearance of no one in his eyes.

Xiao Xiong's name has been more or less heard by these medical students. Legend has it that the emergency department of the city hospital does have such an amazing director.

Generally speaking, the emergency department of a hospital is the most comprehensive and extensive department. The doctor inside has to respond to the patient at all times and quickly determine what the condition is, so that it can be transferred to the next step of further treatment.

However, people's energy is limited, and the wide range of knowledge determines that most emergency doctors are not proficient. But Xiao Xiong seems to be an exception. He can provide one-stop service at the time of reception, quickly diagnose and treat the patient's pain, and is more professional and efficient than a specialist.

The legendary Xiao Xiong has completely become a medical saint.

However, most of the above are just rumors. Except for Hou Xiaoxiao, most of these little hairy children in the medical school have never seen Xiao Xiong, and they don't believe that this young man, who is not much older than him, can have such magical medical skills.

"Are you really Xiao Xiong?" muttered a classmate sitting in the back row.

Xiao Xiong took out his ID card from his wallet and held it up for everyone to see: "This is my ID, if you still have doubts about my identity, you can circulate it." ”

The students were taken aback, especially those in the back row. That classmate's voice was so small that it didn't reach the front row at all, let alone the podium in front. How did Xiao Xiong hear it?

The students in the front row didn't know what was going on, and they all looked behind them.

"This classmate, do you have any questions?" Xiao Xiong deliberately named the classmate who was in the last row.

The classmate stood up in surprise: "Teacher, how did you hear what I said?"

"Didn't you hear what I said?"

As soon as these words came out, the students in the classroom were taken aback again. Xiao Xiong obviously didn't use the microphone on the podium, and his voice didn't sound loud, but it could be heard in every corner of the entire large classroom. Here's how it was done.

God, what God!

"That's right, that's the wonder of Chinese medicine. You pay more attention to Chinese medicine because it treats diseases and saves people. But Chinese medicine is more about curing diseases, but about preventing diseases. Adjusting health and rest, paying attention to the echo of qi and blood and the aura of heaven and earth, will make the body follow the trend, deaf and clear, and live a long life. Xiao Xiong explained slowly.

The whole classroom was silent, and Xiao Xiong explained the mystery of Chinese medicine in one sentence, which even many students here had forgotten. Everyone was thinking about what Xiao Xiong had just said.

"In fact, why you want to learn Chinese medicine, everyone should know in their hearts. The reaction just now shows that many of you have been blind to this issue, or even forgotten. Xiao Xiong continued.

Seeing that some of the students below wanted to speak, but didn't dare to speak, Xiao Xiong's eyes were sharp, and he immediately grabbed one of them.

"Here you come. ”

This is a thin girl, and when she saw Xiao Xiong nodding herself, she stood up hesitantly: "I studied Chinese medicine because I was interested in traditional Chinese culture. Traditional Chinese medicine is precisely the most mysterious aspect of it, and it is reported on a whim for a while. ”

"Do you regret it?" Xiao Xiong asked.

"I ...... No regrets. The girl's answer became more hesitant, and her voice gradually lowered.

"Sit down," Xiao Xiong smiled nonchalantly, and then nodded to another person: "You can talk about it." ”

This time, it was a tall boy, well-dressed, and the family seemed to be more solid.

"Teacher, I don't know why I applied for Chinese medicine, it seems that the score is just enough, so I reported ......"

The boy's words drew a burst of laughter, but when the laughter was over, the students blushed again. They have examined their motivations for applying to the Department of Chinese Medicine. Some people, like the girls just now, have a great ambition in their hearts. More people are like the boy just now, who came to this profession by ghost.

Again, their patience and motivation have been worn out over the past two years. If nothing else, it is the prospect of the profession of Chinese medicine.

Now the whole country is full of Western medicine, and Chinese medicine is gradually declining. The reality is cruel, students are all human beings, they all have to find jobs, and they also have to provide for their families. Who else can bring up the motivation to learn in a major that doesn't see the prospects?

"Students, do you think you can't see the hope of Chinese medicine in the future?" Xiao Xiong pressed the microphone on the podium this time, and his voice was even louder.

"It's ......," came a sparse voice from the audience.

"Tell the teacher honestly, don't you?"

"Yes!"

This time the voice was more intense, and Xiao Xiong was sure that most of the students gave a steady answer.

"So now I tell you that Chinese medicine is about to become a sunrise industry, and you will all regain the dignity of doctors and make a lot of money, believe it or not?"

As soon as the words fell, the eyes of the students below widened. What's wrong with this teacher, he is too young and too optimistic, and he still can't see the facts in front of him clearly? Not to mention the revival of Chinese medicine, it would be good to be able to make money to support his family.

The reactions of the students were all expected by Xiao Xiong: "Everyone thinks that Chinese medicine can't make money, right?" A living counter-example is before you. Do you know how much money I can make a month?"

Xiao Xiong stretched out five fingers.

"Five thousand?" asked one student boldly.

"Fifty thousand!"

This is just the salary plus bonus of Xiao Xiongzheng's senior title. If you count his own medical company and the income of the medical hall, Xiao Xiong's monthly income is amazing. But when it comes out like this, the students may feel that it is a little untrue, so Xiao Xiong only intends to say part of it.

"But teacher, Chinese medicine is still not good, in my opinion, Western medicine is much more profitable than Chinese medicine. One of the students told the truth.

As soon as these words came out, they won the nods of several other students. Indeed, judging from the current state of the industry, Xiao Xiong's kind is still a minority. Not to mention the need for a sufficiently superb medical skill, the hospital must have sufficient customer flow. After all, not all patients are willing to see a TCM.

"Western medicine is called making money, that's called making money! If you have a cold, you can see two or three hundred, and if you have a more serious illness, you will have a thousand jumps. In fact, those drugs are not worth the money at all, and there is no need to use those drugs. I won't talk about the side effects. We in Chinese medicine pay attention to conscience!"

Xiao Xiong's words once again showed the other side of the medical industry in front of the students. Indeed, compared with traditional Chinese medicine, there are too many black areas in the industry. Even Xiao Xiong himself has experienced a thrilling counterfeit drug incident, which shows how huge the chain of interests behind it is.

Xiao Xiong's series of questions and answers made the students brighten, dispelled their doubts, and strengthened their belief in learning Chinese medicine. It is said that saving people first saves hearts, and in the first half hour of Xiao Xiong's first class, he successfully stabilized the crumbling Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of Haicheng Medical College.

Even so, some students in the classroom disagreed. In their opinion, the era of hanging pots to help the world has long passed. Now that the social situation is bleak and the gap between the rich and the poor is huge, if we cannot ensure our material livelihood well, how can we cure the disease and save people.

"Teacher Xiao," Hou Xiaoxiao, who was sitting in the front row, said in a weird manner: "The heart of the doctor's parents, we all know these truths. But doctors are also human beings and have to survive. How can we not starve ourselves to death in the modern world without your medical skills?"

Hou Xiaoxiao's question quickly resonated with everyone. But Xiao Xiong seems to have been prepared. He didn't even look at Hou Xiaoxiao, and said lightly: "I promise, I will teach all my knowledge until you learn it." ”

For Xiao Xiong's promise, the audience was in an uproar. It's been a long time since a university teacher has been so responsible for his students, but I don't know how effective it is.

"However, I have a request," unexpectedly, Xiao Xiong's words were not finished: "I only teach people with medical ethics, if anyone only has money in their eyes, they can go now." ”

This article is from Reading Books and Novels