Yan Murong now understands that this group of people wants to make this TCM seminar a fixed non-governmental organization, and it is also an unofficial kind.

It's like the various clubs in the university – you pay a fee every year and you become a part of it.

It's just that Yan Murong can't figure it out, since there is already an official Chinese medicine association, what else can they come up with?

"You don't think it's useful, do you?" Chen Hanqing asked with a smile.

"Hmm." Yan Murong nodded.

It's not that he thinks it's useless, I'm afraid most people think so.

Although there are many people who participate in the TCM seminar, how many are there in Yanjing? Basically, they are scattered all over the country, and they make something similar to a club, who participates? -- Besides, the community also holds regular events. If this event is held, everyone will come from all over the world, and one trip will be two air tickets - who will report the plane ticket when you come?

"Tell me what you think." Chen Hanqing said.

"I don't have any ideas." Yan Murong shrugged his shoulders and said. "I just think it's a bit redundant for them to do this - if they set up a base like a club, then it's unrealistic to say who will be the president of the club, and say that everyone has to come from out of town every time."

"That's true." Chen Hanqing pondered for a while, looked at Yan Murong and said. "If you think about it, it is not only Chinese medicine that participates in the TCM seminar, but also experts in various fields of Western medicine -- if these people are gathered together and put on the name of a 'Chinese Medical Union', is it louder than the name of one person?"

"The Chinese Medical Union?" Yan Murong asked in surprise. "They want to start a union? And even the name has been chosen? ”

"Yes, there is this idea." Chen Hanqing nodded. "That's what those old guys think, and they've already got their names ready."

"Interests." Yan Murong said bluntly.

Chen Hanqing has said this, if he can't figure it out again, then he can really find a piece of tofu to hit and die.

As the saying goes, no profit is not early, the Chinese medicine seminar has been held for so many years, but no one has proposed to get any "Chinese medical union" out, which suddenly raised this matter, which can only show that those old guys have common interests.

"By the way, Principal Chen, who are those old guys you are talking about?" Yan Murong asked suspiciously. He couldn't figure out when there would be a few more old guys? Isn't Chen Hanqing himself old?

"You don't know?"

"I don't know." Yan Murong shook his head with a smile. "I've been outside for more than ten years, and I rarely know anything about Yanjing."

"Then it's no wonder." Chen Hanqing nodded, grabbed a cherry from the fruit bowl and put it in his mouth, and waited until he spit out the kernel before speaking. "When I say old guys, I'm not talking about how old they are. Well, they're about the same age as me -- but their attainments in Chinese medicine are the best. ”

"The Li family in Yungui, the Hua family in the northwest, and the Zheng family in our Yanjing - they are known as the four great families in the world of traditional Chinese medicine."

"Wait." Yan Murong hurriedly asked. "Principal Chen, these are three, you always counted wrong, right?"

"How could I count wrong?" Chen Hanqing shook his head with a smile and said. "There is another family, which is also our Yanjing, the Miao family in Yanjing - I just don't know why, thirty years ago, shortly after the end of the Chinese medicine seminar, the Miao family completely disappeared in Yanjing - no one knows why, but the Miao family did disappear like that, and everyone in the family has no news."

Listening to Chen Hanqing's words, Yan Murong was shocked.

Yes, thirty years ago, thirty years ago.

Although he didn't know what happened thirty years ago, he knew that the old man had come out of Yanjing thirty years ago - and his surname was Miao.

"Principal Chen, what the hell is going on?" Yan Murong asked a little anxiously, he had asked the old man, but the old man never told him, only said that when he returned to Yanjing, all the mysteries would be slowly revealed.

At that time, Yan Murong didn't take it seriously, he just pouted, thinking that the old man was pretending to be mysterious, but today after listening to Chen Hanqing's words, he realized that things were not what he thought.

The four great families of traditional Chinese medicine, it seems that the old man was at the helm of the Miao family at that time - moreover, the Zheng family.

"I don't know." Chen Hanqing shook his head and said. "At that time, I was not qualified to participate in the TCM seminar, I didn't know what happened at that seminar, and I didn't know why the Miao family disappeared in Yanjing overnight."

"Zheng family, which Zheng family is it?" Yan Murong asked in a deep voice.

"Which Zheng family is there in Yanjing?" Chen Hanqing said with a smile. "You don't know Zheng Yan, you should know Zheng Wuming, who is known as the first son of Yanjing in the upper circle of Yanjing, right?"

"Is that him?" Yan Murong was shocked.

Zheng Wuming, Zheng family. No wonder the old man asked me to be careful of the Zheng family - just, what should I be careful of?

What surprised Yan Murong even more was that the old man of the Zheng family was actually a Chinese medicine doctor, but why did the old man never tell him?

If that's the case, then is Zheng Wuming too?

"What's wrong? What's the problem? Chen Hanqing saw Yan Murong's surprised expression and asked suspiciously.

"No, nothing." Yan Murong quickly adjusted the expression on his face and asked. "Is it the three of them who proposed to set up the 'Chinese Medical Union'?"

Yan Murong suddenly had a premonition in his heart. The establishment of this "Chinese Medical Union" was aimed at him. Well, maybe it could be a conspiracy - but he couldn't figure out what it could be.

"Since they are all Chinese medicine practitioners, why are there any Western doctors joining in?" Yan Murong asked suspiciously.

"What is being advocated now is the integration of traditional Chinese and Western medicine." Chen Hanqing explained. "Since you all know that they are for profit, then naturally these people, whether they are Chinese medicine or Western medicine, will participate in the Chinese Medical Union, which is talking about Chinese doctors, regardless of Chinese and Western."

"Can it be done?"

"It's not a big problem." Chen Hanqing thought for a while and said. "Whether it is the Zheng family, the Li family or the Hua family, even if you remove the names of the four great families of traditional Chinese medicine, they are also famous big families in China - besides, since there are interests, who would disagree?"

"Then since the Chinese Medical Union is going to be established, there will always be a president, how to choose?" Yan Murong asked.

"I know that." Chen Jianqing nodded and said. "It's fair in that regard -- what they want is to choose the president through a competition."