"Can't you really say?"

"I can't really say." Yan Murong looked embarrassed. "Principal Chen, your old man is doing well, don't force me, besides, this medicine was given to me by my friend, and I don't know."

"That's right." Chen Hanqing pondered for a while before speaking. "Since that's the case, forget it."

Yan Murong was telling the truth, the medicine on the silver needle was indeed not his, but given to him by the little snake, or rather, it was just a deadly poison at all, but that feeling would make people want to die to be comfortable.

"Principal Chen, why did you come to the island country?" Yan Murong poured Chen Hanqing a cup of tea and asked.

"They invited me." Chen Hanqing smiled, glanced thoughtfully at Dong Wuyan, who was sitting next to him with a ladylike face, and said. "Speaking of which, this TCM competition is still held because of you, and this is one step closer to your goal."

"That's what I thought too." Yan Murong smiled. "I'm going to give them advice to the organizing committee and see if I can name it after me."

"You still have this idea?" Chen Hanqing smiled dumbly, stretched out his finger and nodded at Yan Murong, and said with a smile. "You're a big kid - but it's a good idea, and if they agree, it's a good chance."

"Just think about it." Yan Murong shook his head and said. "They're not stupid, otherwise how could they make such a big fanfare?"

"That's not bad." Chen Hanqing nodded. "If they want to make money, let them make money, at least to help us TCM do free publicity, we don't care what others do and what they can get, as long as it is good for our TCM, whatever they do."

"I didn't want to bother." Yan Murong smiled, looked at Chen Hanqing and asked. "Principal Chen, did you come to me for something?"

"You don't say I almost forgot." Chen Hanqing patted his forehead and said. "Murong, you can't have forgotten to promise me, have you?"

"What did I promise you?" Yan Murong was stunned for a moment, and asked in some surprise. "Principal Chen, what did I promise you?"

"You kid, how can you remember the same as my old man at a young age?" Chen Hanqing scolded with a smile. "Look, there are a bunch of fresh graduates from the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine under my hand, didn't you promise me to arrange them for them?"

"I didn't say that." Yan Murong waved his hand again and again. "Principal Chen, you're making a big joke, you've got thousands of graduates at once, how can I arrange it--but I do have this plan, and I'm going to start implementing it recently, but I just need good grades."

"That's fine." Chen Hanqing nodded. "Your hospital is not big, and if you stuff it all, you probably won't be able to let it go, you see, when will I give you the list, and you can choose one yourself?"

"There's no rush to this." Yan Murong thought for a while and said. "Actually, I'm going to do something bigger."

"Bigger?" Chen Hanqing was a little puzzled. "You're saying you're going to take everyone in?"

"How is that possible?" Yan Murong smiled. "I mean, I'm going to recruit TCM graduate interns with excellent grades across the country, and then train them, what do you think?"

"That's a good thing." Chen Hanqing's face was overjoyed. "In this way, it can not only solve the distribution problem of many Chinese medicine graduates, but also train more good doctors for us in Huaxia."

Chen Hanqing looked excited, as a medical worker who has been engaged in medicine for most of his life, he is also very optimistic about the prospects of traditional Chinese medicine. Of course, this is not a matter of his personal vision, but in this era, people's recognition of Chinese medicine and Chinese medicine is far less than that of Western medicine - fast and efficient, which is the benefit of Western medicine. Now is an era of high efficiency, so even if people get sick, they will choose Western medicine as an efficient method.

It wasn't until Yan Murong appeared, until he showed that shocking medical surgery, that Chen Hanqing saw hope, saw the hope of Chinese medicine rising again, and he didn't know what it was, but he just felt that Yan Murong, a young man, was full of a feeling that made him trust. Now hearing Yan Murong's thoughts, Chen Hanqing was very excited, and sure enough, this young man really didn't disappoint him.

"It's not easy to do, though."

After the excitement, Chen Hanqing asked with some concern. "There are a lot of people graduating from Chinese medicine majors in medical universities across the country every year, even if you only have excellent grades, I'm afraid there will be thousands of people every year, which is a lot of money."

"I'm not short of money." Yan Murong said with a smile.

"Oh, I almost forgot." Chen Hanqing was stunned. "However, you are not short of money, how are you going to arrange people? You can't have that many people in one hospital. ”

"That's easy." Yan Murong said. "I'm going to open a clinic."

"Open a clinic?" Chen Hanqing was a little confused. "How big is a clinic, thousands of people a year, how are you going to arrange it?"

"I didn't say I would arrange it all." Yan Murong explained. "I don't accept the big ones among the short ones, and even if they have excellent grades, I have to go through all kinds of assessments - I personally think that a school can select 200 to 300 interns."

"What about the elimination rate?" Chen Hanqing asked.

"Ninety-five percent." Yan Murong said. "I only want the best, a three-month probationary period, and I will stay, if not, I will pay them enough."

"So?" Chen Hanqing thought for a while and said. "That's fine, you are a general now, a general has a lot of soldiers under him, and not all of these soldiers can become generals, as long as there are a few who become generals, I believe that they will also bring out a few generals in the future - if it continues to develop like this for a long time, it will be good."

"That's what I thought." Yan Murong said. "It's just that this faculty is limited."

"You kid." Chen Hanqing laughed. "If you want someone to ask me, you can just say it, and go around in circles~ But I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, I can't draw someone to give you here, but I should retire in more than a year, if you still like my old bones by then, I can help you."

At this time, before Yan Murong could speak, there was a knock at the door.

"Who?" Yan Murong asked.

"Doctor Yan? Rested? Yang Huacheng's voice came from the door.

Hearing Yang Huacheng's voice, Yan Murong was stunned at first, and then he was happy in his heart.

If you are really sleepy, someone will send a pillow, and you can find a way to help this old man pull it over to help yourself, so won't the teachers be there?

PS: I finally caught up before 12 o'clock, and I left my hometown on the 4th of the week, and I should be able to get home on Friday. It's been so tiring during this time, everyone let me rest for two days and resume the update from next Monday, thank you for your understanding and support during this time, thank you very much!