In the newly built building of Longjiang Hospital, a defense meeting is in full swing, although Meng Fan played the emotional card before, however, now these reporters are not stupid, and the emotional card is not enough as a selling point for their media, so it is natural to find fault.

Meng Fan's answer was smooth and perfect in every way. However, there are still people who pick bones in eggs.

"Mr. Meng, you are talking about yourself like a bodhisattva, can I think that you are far ahead of others in the field of Chinese medicine."

Sure enough, the originally harmonious defense meeting was accompanied by a question from a man in his thirties, and the atmosphere became a little delicate, and he did not forget to defend himself: "Of course, don't get me wrong, I just think that the reputation of Chinese medicine in the medical community is very bad. ”

Meng Fan raised the corners of his mouth lightly and said with a smile: "This reporter friend, today is my personal defense meeting, so I only represent myself, I can't stand it if you put such a high hat on me." ”

The man also smiled and nodded: "I'm sorry, I also mean to ask you personally, within a personal scope, can you cure all diseases?" ”

"The ancients said that life is over, you should understand this truth."

Meng Fan is not a soft persimmon, from the beginning of his decision to hold a defense meeting, he had already thought of the difficulties of these people, and said with a light smile: "The hospital is a very magical place, like the entrance and exit of yin and yang, some people are born here, and some people leave here. Note: Character anti-filter to watch the latest chapters

In the Taoist view, everyone has a fixed number of their own lives, and I don't think anyone is immortal, right? Some people die at the age of 30, and some people don't die at the age of 130, you know the reason, right? ”

"Of course."

The man pretended to be calm and nodded, took a deep breath and said, "Okay, Doctor Meng, let me ask another question, how difficult can you bear the patient?" Like any other doctor, if so, you're nothing remarkable, are you? ”

In an instant, the atmosphere of the whole environment became solemn, and many people turned their attention to the male reporter.

Meng Fan was not angry, he was still smiling: "I never said that I was great, today, as soon as I got up, I received a phone call, saying that there are many reporters looking for me, and you have to ask to interview me." If you don't interview me, I think I'm just an ordinary person who eats three meals a day, I sleep when I'm tired, and I drink water when I'm thirsty. ”

Obviously, Meng Fan was furious.

"Doctor Meng, I think you misunderstood."

At this time, another woman next to her stood up, pretending to be a very kind smile on her face: "As far as I know, you have always been involved in treating patients, right?" If you don't have anything to do with someone you don't have anything to do with you, you will go for treatment, is that what you mean? ”

"What do you mean by that?" Meng Fan's face gradually became gloomy.

"According to our interview, there are many terminally ill patients in this hospital, and you have treated two, I want to ask, Dr. Meng, is your ability limited, or are you deliberately ignoring other patients?"

Women's ability to speak with sharp teeth is indeed much stronger than that of men, and they are completely unforgiving.

"The hospital has the work of the hospital, and every doctor has the duties of every doctor, and I am a doctor, not a savior."

Meng Fan secretly held his breath and looked at everyone with a sneer: "I'm afraid I can't count the terminally ill patients all day." Moreover, you should understand that if just because I have cured one or two terminally ill patients, the other patients will also interrupt the treatment of the original doctor, then the hospital will not be chaotic? Isn't my personal life messed up? ”

"But you are a doctor, many terminally ill patients obviously have no hope of cure, you have the ability to treat, why don't you treat a few more?" The woman was in hot pursuit, and her tone was pressing.

"I'm sorry, but I'm really limited."

If it weren't for today's special occasion, Meng Fan would definitely beat up the girl in front of him, but in the end, he still held back his anger and said: "But all bystanders who have seen me treat patients know that every time I treat a patient, I may not be able to recover for a long time." Anyone who has studied Chinese medicine knows how qigong consumes mental energy. ”

"Doctor Meng, are you shirking your responsibilities?" The woman smiled coldly directly, with some disdain.

"This friend, we don't seem to have hatred, do we?"

Meng Fan also smiled, shrugged his shoulders and said, "If I snatch the patients of other doctors as well, will you be responsible for the consequences?" If there is an accident in my treatment, can you be responsible for the consequences? Medicine is not a joke, it is a scientific and rational treatment. ”

Interlaced like a mountain, Meng Fan's words didn't seem to be of any use to the woman in front of him, the other party snorted coldly with complete disdain, and said that he was a liar, and then sat down slowly.

Meng Fan, who is accustomed to seeing the warmth and coldness of the world, has long been dismissive of this, and how many founding emperors with great achievements have also been cursed and insulted by many people, even such a great man who benefits the people of one party cannot become a perfect person, and he is an ordinary man.

So, just be yourself.

"I have long heard that there is a strange flower in the Chinese medicine industry, and I have always been curious, who dares to claim to represent the Chinese medicine industry with such fanfare, it turns out to be a hairy boy."

Suddenly, a cold voice came from outside the gate, and many people changed their faces to look over, only to see a middle-aged man sneering and slowly walking in.

The man was about forty years old, with a flat head, a pair of glasses hanging on the bridge of his nose, dressed in casual clothes, with mockery and disdain in his eyes, his eyes were staring at Meng Fan tightly, and then he swept Vice President Peng and others next to him: "Dean Peng, you are also a famous professor of surgery in China, how can you allow this hairy boy to come?" ”

"Who are you?" Vice Dean Peng's voice was unusually cold.

"It doesn't matter who I am, but the purpose of my coming today is simple."

As he spoke, the middle-aged man's eyes suddenly looked at Meng Fan, and he said with great seriousness and ferocity: "I want to tell you today that traditional Chinese medicine is the quintessence of the country with thousands of years of inheritance, and it is not for you to mess around." You can't represent TCM, and you don't deserve to use TCM, because there is no liar like you in the TCM world. ”

In an instant, the audience was in an uproar, and the reporters with long guns and short guns turned their cameras one after another, aiming at the man for a while, and there were on-site reporters who were broadcasting live to explain and explain to him as soon as possible.

Meng Fan took a deep breath and said with some tears and laughter: "Where did I offend you?" ”

"What do you keep saying about Chinese medicine? How about saying that Yiyi is not separated? I want to ask, do you know what Chinese medicine is? Do you know how many schools of Chinese medicine there are in China now? What do you represent? ”

The middle-aged man didn't say where he came from so far, but he came up and accused Meng Fan endlessly, and quickly shifted the focus of the scene to himself.

"Who do you represent?" Meng Fan spoke very briefly, but the question was very critical.

"I said, you don't deserve to know who I am? I just need to expose all of your lies. ”

As he spoke, the middle-aged man turned around abruptly and said to a group of reporters: "Don't believe him, he is a liar, there is no such scum in our Chinese medicine industry, and he cannot represent Chinese medicine." In the future, what he does has nothing to do with our Chinese medicine community. ”

"Security, security!"

In an instant, Vice President Peng became angry directly, and was about to stand up and scold angrily, but was dragged by Meng Fan, clapped his hands and said: "The people of the whole country are watching, Dean Peng, don't worry, it's okay, I can handle it." ”

"It's obviously looking for trouble." Vice President Peng was really angry, pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said angrily.

Meng Fan smiled helplessly, and turned his head to look at the middle-aged man: "I don't know why you came?" I don't know why you denied the entire hospital and all my abilities as soon as you came up, but since you're here today, let's have a PK on the spot, how about it? ”

“pk？ Do you deserve it too? ”

However, the middle-aged man snorted disdainfully, shook his head and said, "I have never fought against the hairy boy for any medical skills, and I am not in that mood, because in my opinion, it is not glorious to win with a liar in terms of medical skills." ”

"Are you really right?"

The confidence on Meng Fan's face became stronger, and he slowly stood up and looked at the reporter: "All my friends are here, are we okay like this?" Immediately take a few patients, compare diagnostics, to see whose diagnosis is faster and more accurate? ”

"What are you kidding?"

"You said that Dr. Meng is incompetent, why don't you prove it?"

Before the middle-aged man's words were finished, the reporters began to respond one by one: "Yes, since this is the case, wouldn't it be better to give a more convincing explanation to the national audience and patients in front of the TV set?" ”

"That's it, you don't have to be humble anymore, let's compete."

For a while, the middle-aged man who was completely dumbfounded seemed to be a little embarrassed, took a deep breath, looked at Meng Fan again, and said reluctantly: "Okay, the competition is the competition, I tell you, don't say that I won't save face for this kid if I win." ”

Meng Fan, who came from the stage unhurriedly, saw everything in his eyes, it was obvious that the purpose of the man was to tear down the stage for himself, and he was probably also a doctor, but he didn't have the confidence to win himself, so he was very reluctant to try this thing.

The so-called competition is nothing more than fighting doctors, learning medical skills from each other, and witnessing whose medical skills are more powerful.

Today's medical procedure is very simple, in order to prevent cheating, the on-site reporter temporarily extracts the patient, pulls it to the scene, and asks the middle-aged man and Meng Fan to diagnose it together, who can accurately say what disease the patient is suffering from? And how to treat it? If there is no difference between what the case says, whoever is the winner.

This is simply too easy for Meng Fan, you must know that when he was in Longwang Mountain, every time Xu Songling that old guy went to the doctor, he took Meng Fan with him, and after seeing the patient, he did not let Meng Fan call for his pulse, but through observation to identify what disease the other party was suffering from.

There are a total of five patients, the oldest is over 60 this year, and the youngest is still nursing in his mother's arms, all of whom were found by the reporter from the diagnosis and treatment building.