Once upon a time there was a very rich landlord, and he pointed to a dry well and said to passers-by, "There is a lot of money in this well, and if anyone goes down, the money will go to water, but the passers-by did not go down to it, because they were afraid that they would never come up again."

People who are suspicious in life and are as simple as Changbai paper are no different from giant pandas in this era. They didn't dare, they were afraid that even if they pulled out the needle, Duan Chenxu would not survive.

Yan Murong pulled out the needle.

One second.

Two seconds - as soon as the third second arrived, Duan Chenxu's eyes suddenly opened, and some unprepared people were startled.

Yan Murong squatted down, supported Duan Chenxu with one hand, took out a pill from his pocket with the other, stuffed it into Duan Chenxu's mouth, and said. "Eat it."

Duan Chenxu swallowed the pill without hesitation, and his bloodless cheeks slowly climbed into a touch of ruddyness.

When he stood up from the ground, the whole venue became extremely quiet, and the pin drop could be heard.

They were confused, surprised, incredulous, and couldn't think of any words to use to express this emotion. I could only widen my eyes and sweep around Duan Chenxu one by one, trying to tell whether he was really alive or a corpse. Sears' eyes were about to pop out. You must know that a person's heart stops beating for three minutes, and even if he is sent to the hospital for rescue, there is a high chance of death, but this guy really just pulled out the needle, and the person came back to life.

How did he do it? Sears thought, could this guy be a god?

When everyone was surprised, it was the old man who reacted first, pulled Duan Chenxu's wrist, and found that the pulse was beating normally, so he breathed a sigh of relief and said slowly. "He's still alive."

"Wow-"

There was another uproar in the venue, and all kinds of discussions broke out. Now, no one questioned Yan Murong anymore, more in awe.

Heston was also speechless, he knew that Sears had lost, and this guy was an extremely stubborn man, he did what he said, and now he was definitely going to work for this guy, and Harvard Medical School was about to lose one of the best top experts.

"Sears, shall we go?" Heston pulled Rassils to sleep and whispered in his ear, wanting to quietly take him away while people were now focusing on Yan Murong.

"Let's go? Where to go? Sears came back to his senses and looked at Heston and said. I lost, and I'm going to fulfill my promise. ”

"No, you can't do that." Heuston knew that this guy was stubborn and said urgently. "You didn't sign any documents, so this condition is not valid."

"No, I can't be untrustworthy." Sears shook his head and looked at Heston as he said. "Dean Huston, please give me three years to fulfill my commitment, and if Harvard still needs me in three years, I will return to Harvard."

"No, I don't agree." Heuston was very resolute. "What did you do when you left Harvard? What about so many students and patients who need you? You're a doctor, and you can't give up on your students and patients for a bet. ”

"Huaxia also has patients who need me." Sears said.

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In a word, Heston was dumbfounded, and he couldn't find any reason to refute Sears's words. He really wanted to tell Sears that the Chinese people should leave it alone, after all, the United States is your home, but he couldn't say it, and he didn't dare to say it.

Sears turned around and looked at Yan Murong with a smile on his face. "Mr. Yan Murong, first of all, please allow me to express my respect for you, your medical skills have opened my eyes, and it is a miracle that I have never seen in the past sixty years--you have a magician in China, and he always likes to say that the following is the moment to witness a miracle when he performs--just now, I witnessed the miracle created by your own hands."

"It's not a miracle, it's Chinese medicine." Yan Murong said with a serious face. "It is the most indispensable product of the 5,000-year-old Chinese civilization, it has been brilliant and down, but what I want to say is that from today onwards, Chinese medicine will be brilliant again."

In the nineteenth century, Western medicine entered China, just like locusts transiting, sweeping the entire Chinese medical community, and the speed and convenience of Western medicine gradually lost trust in Chinese medicine, and since then, Chinese medicine has been in decline. Now, Yan Murong announced that Chinese medicine will be brilliant again, so that everyone can't help but feel excited.

"Mr. Yan Murong, I have a request." Sears looked at Yan Murong with a sincere expression. "I'm willing to work for you for three years, and I'm willing to take a penny of salary, but I'm going to study Chinese medicine."

Look, foreigners are going to learn Chinese medicine, what reason do we Chinese people have not to work hard for Chinese medicine to be brilliant again? That's what almost everyone thinks in their hearts.

This old foreign man wants to learn Chinese medicine?

Hearing Sears's words, Yan Murong was stunned, it's not that he didn't believe Sears's words, but this guy can't speak Huaxia, he will have to listen to Jay Chou's song, how can he learn Chinese medicine? In Chinese medicine, no one dares to say that he has learned everything, only whether he has learned well or not. If you want to refine Chinese medicine, you can't do it without more than ten or twenty years of hard work, even if this old man is willing to learn, when the time comes, the older ones will soon enter the coffin.

"Okay, I promise you." Yan Murong still agreed to Sears's request. "I have a university of traditional Chinese medicine, you can take the time to go there to give lectures, and you can also communicate with the teachers and students there, as for what you can learn, it's up to you."

"That's enough, thank you." Sears said with a grateful face.

He is now like an explorer, and when he encounters the unknown that interests him, he decides to go and find out. If you don't let him figure it out, I'm afraid he won't be willing to die.

"Now, I'm the president, and who of you still has an opinion?" Yan Murong asked loudly.

"No, Yan Murong, we support you."

"Yes, we support you, we want to make Chinese medicine brilliant again."

This time, no one raised any objections, and no one said anything like Yan Murong pretending to be domineering, they obeyed, just now, they asked themselves if they couldn't do it for another ten years.

"What about you, two old men?" Yan Murong looked at the two old men Hua Li and asked.

"I'm okay with that." Old Man Hua took the lead in expressing his position, and Old Man Li wanted to oppose it, but he also knew that he couldn't object.

Let him be the president, I hope he can take Chinese medicine to a higher level.

"So, I'm now the president of the Chinese Medical Union?" Yan Murong asked with a smile.

"Yes, you are the president of the Chinese Medical Union." Old Man Hua nodded and said.