Chapter 198: The King of Asian Medicine
"What experiments do you do?" Ling Ruoshi was stunned.
Ling Yuanhong also looked at Yang Fan with a curious expression.
Yang Fan smiled and said, "Wait for dinner, I'll take you to the backyard to have a look." ”
"It's mysterious..."Ling Ruoshi couldn't help but smile.
Yang Fan said: "If this experiment can be successful, I dare to conclude that it will directly change the pattern of the entire pharmaceutical market in our Huaxia country." ”
Among so many people, except for Yang Fan himself, who knew the value of that experiment, only Chu Yunyun understood that when she heard Yang Fan talk about that experiment, even she herself was scared.
Everyone chatted at the dinner table.
Meal. Yang Fan took the people of the Ling family to visit a medicine garden he had rebuilt in the backyard.
Here he is personally responsible for taking care of the herbs every day, planting herbs, all of which are the herbs that Yusu brought out from Shennong Valley, directly transplanted and cultivated, and are currently growing very well, and when they successfully breed medicinal seeds, they can be cultivated on a large scale in the traditional Chinese medicine planting base.
When Ling Yuanhong saw these herbs, he was stunned. Every wild herb here is incomparably precious and rare, and some of it only exists in the previous medical classics, and when he saw these precious herbs with his own eyes, he was so excited that he couldn't calm down for a long time.
No wonder Yang Fan dared to say that he could change the pattern of the entire Huaxia medicine market with his experiments, and now it seems that Ling Yuanhong no longer has any doubts in his heart.
Although Ling Ruoshi didn't understand these herbs, when she saw her grandfather's face, she understood the preciousness of these herbs.
Ling Yuanhong immediately walked up to the herbs and squatted down to take a closer look, as if he was looking at an art collection of extraordinary value, and each herb was looked at very carefully.
Yang Fan said: "The herbs here will be cultivated on a large scale in the future. I have a few plans. First, first of all, a part of it should be invested in the medical center and provided to patients for free use. Second, after transplantation and cultivation, although the herbs are much worse than the wild ones, they are still the best medicinal materials used for alchemy, and the refined pills can be sold, and the profitable income is invested in the medical hall, which will grow the medical hall. Thirdly, we need to open a Chinese patent medicine pharmacy and use the secret method I provide to make Chinese patent medicines, so that patients can save the trouble of decocting medicines, and make it more convenient and faster for patients to treat diseases, which is also in line with the fast pace of modern life. ”
Ling Ruoshi was secretly surprised: "Last time, you could sell a pill for hundreds of millions of dollars alone, if you refine a large number of pills and sell them... Oh my God. She didn't dare to imagine it later.
Yang Fan smiled and said, "All this I did was just to revive Chinese medicine. Now even the Orientals dare to look down on us, and we have to fight for ourselves! ”
Ling Yuanhong froze and said with a smile: "You have achieved all the things that I dare not imagine in my life." But I suggest that you are still a little short of relying on your personal actions and appeal, and you still need the support of national policies to make the country change its too pedantic view of Chinese medicine, so ah, Yang Fan, didn't I hear that the Minister of Health once came to you, and you have to talk to him if you have the opportunity, so that he can see the essence of our tradition. ”
Yang Fan nodded and said, "I will try my best to fight for it." ”
…… By the next day.
The S City Traditional Chinese Medicine Association sent a driver to Yang Fan's medical center and picked him up to attend the press conference of the Chinese and Chinese doctors.
And Chu Yunyun, although they also want to see it, they have to continue to work in the medical hall.
The last time Yang Fan attended a press conference was because of the plague incident at Huatian Hospital, when he was challenged by the Korean medical saint at the meeting, and everything was accidental. This time the situation is completely different from the last time.
Because this press conference was held specifically for the two countries' medical fights. In addition, Yang Fan has defeated the influence of Korean medical saints, and the Asian medical king himself is also famous, which makes this press conference attract attention from all parties.
The venue of the press conference was in the multi-purpose hall of a five-star hotel.
The venue has been carefully decorated, and the floor is covered with a high-end red carpet, which can be described as full of momentum.
Before it started, the venue was almost full of reporters from major news media.
Yang Fan came to the door of the hotel in a black Audi A6.
Ling Yuanhong and Xu Ziguang, president of the S City Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, were both wearing traditional black coats, and when they saw Yang Fan, who was dressed in a white robe, get out of the car, they personally took him towards the hotel.
Just walked through the hotel door.
A middle-aged Sven man in a suit immediately walked over excitedly and shook hands with Yang Fan, and said, "Divine Doctor Yang, I have admired your name for a long time, and I am very happy to see you today." ”
Ling Yuanhong introduced: "This is the director of our Municipal Cultural Relics Bureau, Director Sima Nan. ”
"Hello, Director Sima." Yang Fan nodded.
Sima Nan said excitedly: "According to what I have learned, at today's press conference, the Tokugawa family will publicly display the Northern Song Dynasty acupuncture bronze figures that their family has collected for many years, and if you can win the competition, their family will return this cultural relic to our country for free." Doctor Yang, this fighting doctor competition, please leave it to you, you must defeat the Asian medical king, I have confidence in you! ”
Yang Fan nodded with a smile and said, "I will do my best." ”
As he spoke, he continued to walk towards the venue.
Stepping on the soft red carpet, Yang Fan stepped into the venue, and those reporters were frantically taking pictures of him.
has been interviewed by reporters a lot, and Yang Fan's memory is very good, and he can even recognize the work identity of most reporters at this time.
In addition to these reporters, many officials from the political axe and members of the Chinese Medicine Association came to the scene, and they all politely came over to shake hands when they saw Yang Fan.
"Is this the divine doctor who defeated the Korean medical saint? I didn't expect him to be so young. ”
"It's incredible."
Some reporters were whispering.
Yang Fan, Ling Yuanhong, and Wang Ziguang took their seats on the rostrum not long after.
An old man in traditional costumes wearing a black gown and a long skirt walked in with more than a dozen men and four women.
Half of the dozen or so men were dressed in the same traditional costumes as the old men. They are direct and foreign disciples of the Tokugawa family. The other part is a cabinet member from the Masaki of the Honmoto. Therefore, this fight is not only a competition of traditional medicine skills between the two countries, but also a study of South Korea, preparing to apply for their masterpieces of Oriental medicine to be included in the Memory of the World Heritage List, so as to prove their reading power of Oriental medicine culture, and to clear up the relationship with traditional Chinese medicine, so this fight will be an opportunity for them to apply for preparation.
If they succeed, they can proudly tell students in their textbooks that acupuncture and Chinese medicine originated from the textbooks.
And the four women are also from the Tokugawa family, two young women and two middle-aged women, all dressed in traditional and costumes, dignified and elegant.
"That good-looking old guy is Jiro Tokugawa, the king of Asian medicine." Ling Yuanhong reminded in a low voice.
Yang Fan nodded slightly, his eyes carefully looked at Tokugawa Jiro, his hair was thick and black, and there was a faint fluctuation of vitality in his body, it seemed that he knew some secret techniques for cultivating health preservation, but he only broke through the threshold of the innate realm.
No wonder he was named the king of Asian medicine, and he was indeed much stronger than Tai Hengzhi.
Tokugawa Jiro's eyes were also looking at Yang Fan, and when he saw Yang Fan's real person, his face suddenly became heavy.
He couldn't see through Yang Fan at all.
But under Yang Fan's gaze, he himself had a feeling of being naked in front of Yang Fan's eyes.
Before he officially submitted a letter of challenge to Yang Fan, he attached great importance to this opponent, but he didn't expect to see Yang Fan in real time, and this young man gave him a much more terrifying feeling than the legend.
Immediately.
Tokugawa Jiro, two direct disciples of the family, and a representative of the parliamentarians, walked to the rostrum and took their seats.
Yang Fan and the others got up to shake hands with them and say hello, and got to know each other.
After a while, it was time for the press conference to begin, and Ling Yuanhong, as the representative, gave a speech.
After the speech.
Two disciples of the Tokugawa family came to the rostrum with a black cloth in their hands, and uncovered the black cloth in front of everyone, revealing an ancient and delicate bronze figure of acupuncture and moxibustion.
This acupuncture copper kernel is 1.62 meters tall and is made of bronze, with black lacquered meridian connections and many acupuncture points on the surface, and the workmanship is very realistic and exquisite.
There will be some archaeological experts and collectors are here to see the true works of acupuncture and moxibustion in the Northern Song Dynasty.
A disciple of the Tokugawa family took the microphone and said, "This time, the patriarch of our Tokugawa family asked Mr. Yang to test his medical skills, in order to promote friendly medical exchanges between China and China. As a reward for winning the competition, if Mr. Yang can defeat our patriarch, our family is willing to return this precious cultural relic that has been collected for many years to your country free of charge. If Mr. Yang loses, we only need him to admit that our reading culture of Oriental medicine has nothing to do with traditional Chinese medicine. ”
"Nonsense!" Ling Yuanhong was extremely angry at that time, and said-for-tat: "You say that you have inherited the acupuncture and moxibustion science introduced by our Huaxia Kingdom, and although you have formed your own unique characteristics in the later development, you can't deny the fact that acupuncture and moxibustion are the ones that our Huaxia Kingdom introduced to you!" When acupuncture and Chinese medicine appeared in our Huaxia country, you said that it was still a barbaric era! We've got plenty of proof to prove it! Why don't you even dare to face up to history? ”
"Mr. Ling, this is not the topic of our press conference. If you think that acupuncture was created by you Chinese people, then use your strength to speak at that time. Tokugawa Jiro said lightly.
Ling Yuanhong was so angry, if it weren't for the fact that there were so many reporters here at the scene, he couldn't wait to fight with the disciple of the Tokugawa family who had just spoken.
"Lao Ling, you have to be calm. It's useless to argue with them. Xu Ziguang reminded on the side. He was calmer.
But the old Chinese medicine doctors in the venue were not so calm, and they suddenly got up excitedly and blamed and attacked the people of the Tokugawa family, and fought with each other.
The people of the Tokugawa family did not recognize the history of the development of traditional Chinese medicine at all, and completely interpreted the brazenness to the extreme, which can be described as inviolable, and sat there extremely calm.
The two sides at the scene suddenly smelled of gunpowder.
(To be continued)