Zhu Tong's first question was unanswered, among them were doctors who had studied hard in traditional Chinese medicine schools for more than ten years, nurses and nurses who had received professional nursing training.

The second question almost everyone has their own answer, but when you think about it in relation to the first question, those answers seem to be missing something.

"No one can resist the passing of time. As doctors and nurses, you must have a lot of feelings. Seeing that one's family, friends, and lovers were tormented by illness and could not do anything, and seeing one beautiful life withering in front of him, he could do nothing. That kind of experience is really bad, and for a period of time I will be helpless and at a loss, and I feel that my personal ability is so small and insignificant. ”

After Zhu Tong finished speaking, there was silence in the conference room, and most people didn't know why the young "Divine Doctor Li Xiang" had such a depressed feeling.

The door of the conference room opened, and Sun Tiezhu and Fan Xilin walked in.

Ouyang Fan and Xia Jie stood up and wanted to give up their seats, but they waved their hands and signaled not to disturb the speaker.

Zhu Tong exchanged a smile with them: "Doctors have medical ethics, and only those who have medical ethics in their hearts are worthy of these two words." I'm not a doctor, and I'm not a miracle doctor. Wanghai Hospital now belongs to Huaxia Fund, which is a platform for growth, and the board of directors hopes that in the near future, among all the colleagues here, there will be a few or more real doctors. ”

After a pause, Zhu Tong said again: "Wanghai Hospital is a traditional Chinese medicine hospital, since it is a hospital, of course it has to make money, otherwise how can it survive in this material world?" However, what I want to tell you is that Wanghai Hospital does not need you to make money. The monthly compensation is less than 1 million, and the board of directors also bears it. What you have to do is to do your job and provide the best service to your patients, not the most expensive service. What is the best service? This is a bit of a big question, you guys can think about it slowly. As a Chinese medicine practitioner, your teacher must have said something like this to you: good Chinese medicine is not to cure people's diseases, but to keep people from getting sick. It's hard to do this, first of all, you can't be a sick man. ”

Speaking of this, there was a burst of laughter below. Also, everyone works in a hospital, and the most important thing is their own body. They have very convenient conditions for examination, more or less, everyone will be found to have problems of one kind or another. Although they are nominally Chinese medicine practitioners, they have received no less training in Western medicine. According to the principles of medical history of Western medicine, except for newborn babies, there are very few people in this world who are not sick; It's just that most of it is within a controllable range.

"Don't laugh, we have people like that in Wanghai Hospital. The old Chinese medicine doctors and experts hired by the Wanghai Traditional Chinese Medicine Research Association are not sick. What I want to say is that most of the diseases that you have detected are not diseases. Zhu Tong raised his voice, and the conference room suddenly fell silent; Nowadays, all medical examinations are based on Western medical theories, and their data template is an idealized human condition. However, our bodies are not just sets of data. For example, if your blood sugar exceeds the standard, 80% of them are diabetic. In our TCM terms, excessive blood sugar is nothing. Traditional Chinese medicine focuses on balance and qi and blood. If a person's five elements are balanced and the qi and blood are sufficient, the blood sugar exceeds the standard and it will not have any impact on daily life. If I say that one-third of the world's diabetes is cured by drugs, and more than a quarter of cancers are the result of one or more previous inappropriate medications. These words are a bit frightening, and most of you certainly don't believe them. Believe it or not, I just ask all colleagues to be cautious in prescribing medicine to patients, think about you are a Chinese medicine practitioner, think about the future and health of patients, and don't think about the data on your wallet or laboratory test sheet. I hereby promise that in the future, whether I am here or not, as long as I can serve Wanghai Hospital wholeheartedly for five years, as long as you are willing, everyone here will have their own private car; After 10 years of service to the hospital, you will own a house of your own in Shanghai. This promise is equally valid for both doctors and nurses. ”

Speaking of this, there was a round of applause below. In fact, quite a few people are already getting their own home.

Zhu Tong turned around. There was a huge writing board hanging on the wall, and he picked up a thick black pen and wrote a big "qi" character on the writing board.

"There is a proverb in traditional Chinese medicine, which is called learning medicine without practicing is equal to nothing. This skill is talking about the cultivation of the body. Today, as the 'divine doctor Li Xiang', I will teach you a little bit of Chinese medicine to cultivate the body. Yes, it's the word 'qi'. There are four paintings of the word 'qi', and each stroke has a ......"

In the following time, Zhu Tong used to teach the word "qi" of the Zhumen introductory exercise. Of course, it was impossible to create a group of Zhumen disciples who had exceeded the optimal cultivation time, and most of them had never been exposed to the cultivation of the body. Learning the word "qi", if you practice it a dozen times a day, can only make them have enough energy and have a good working state. If you can persist in writing for decades, the benefits are naturally unimaginable.

Zhu Tong doesn't mind them teaching the word "qi" to family, friends, or future generations. This is equivalent to sprinkling a handful of seeds, and it will be worth it to harvest a few seedlings in the future.

There are also people in the conference room who have studied the cultivation of the body, and they should have been lucky enough to meet the real Chinese medicine in the Chinese medicine school. Seven or eight of them already possessed considerable cultivation, and that was the result of their persistence. But none of them have any further exercises, and their current cultivation can only ensure their personal health, maybe their strength and energy are stronger than ordinary people, and there will be nothing else.

For them, the word "qi" is a key to open the treasure house, and if they can grasp it, there is no hope for further progress.

The class of "Divine Doctor Li Xiang" lasted for three hours, and in the last hour, Zhu Tong took everyone in the conference room to practice the word "qi" over and over again, and finally slowly formed a huge aura. Most of the people in the room were enchanted, forgetting their hunger, thirst and fatigue, and they couldn't help themselves.

At ten o'clock, Zhu Tong returned to his office surrounded by a group of people.

Huang Hai and Xing Guijin ate a few slices of bread and drank some water in the corridor, and they were impatient to wait. But up to now, their superiors have not issued any specific instructions to them, and every ten minutes, they will receive phone calls asking about the situation of "Divine Doctor Li Xiang", and instructing them to take good care of him and not let him slip away.

The current situation is that there are many people who have the intention to deal with the "Divine Doctor Li Xiang", and no one knows what fierce news will be broken out on the "official website of Yunfeng Temple" because of their rash actions. The forces of those who deliberately took advantage of this opportunity to move to the Buddha are trying to form alliances in all directions.

The Buddha's behavior was also very strange, and he suddenly set off for the northeast under the pretext of an investigation in the afternoon, which was his hometown and the place of his rise. When he arrived at the place, he closed his doors, not knowing what he was doing.

But no matter how the situation changes, the person "Divine Doctor Li Xiang" must be controlled, he is like a bomb that may detonate at any time, it is too dangerous.

Because of the appearance of Sun Tiezhu and Fan Xilin, Huang Hai and Xing Guijin could only follow them to the twelfth floor of Wanghai Hospital.

Huang Hai has entered the "Divine Doctor Li Xiang" clinic many times, but this time he chose to stay in the reception room with Xing Guijin.

After a while, Ouyang Fan, Wu Zhanming, Xia Jie, and Su Juan, the four giants of Wanghai Hospital, left one after another, and Xing Guijin took the opportunity to take a peek, and the "Divine Doctor Li Xiang" was still in the office, drinking tea and chatting with Sun Tiezhu and Fan Xilin.

Not only are they strange, but Zhu Tong is also strange, Sun Tiezhu can easily understand, why did Fan Xilin choose to stand with him at such a sensitive time?

But Fan Xilin behaved very normally, just now Zhu Tong said goodbye to Ouyang Fan, he listened to it and didn't say anything, and now he made a look like he didn't know anything and didn't care.

"Twenty years ago, a senior once said to me, don't do stupid things that suddenly change the fate of others, most people run in a straight line, they can stand the test of time, but there are only a handful of people who can withstand temptation." Fan Xilin said suddenly; "This is the knife I used against you. It's a pity that the knife is now in the hands of someone else. He confessed a lot of things, most of which were made up. ”

"Brother-in-law......" Zhu Tong shook his head with a wry smile and said, "It's okay, the important thing is that you are sitting here now." ”

Understood, Fan Xilin had to come, the knife in his hand was out of control, and he was afraid that Zhu Tong would be the next target, so he could only take risks. It doesn't matter what the Shanghai man says, the important thing is that he dares to say whatever he is kneading now.

Sun Tiezhu looked at Fan Xilin and said, "Mr. Zhu, what do you need us to do next?" ”

Zhu Tong smiled: "Do you two know how to play cards?" I'll call a friend again, and you'll just have to stay with me until twelve o'clock, and that's enough." ”

Ten minutes later, Bony arrived.

The four of them set up a card table in the office of "Divine Doctor Li Xiang" and played cards very seriously.

In the meantime, Huang Hai and Xing Guijin knocked on the door and went in twice to take a look, and found that it was normal inside. The last time was 11:30.

At 12:10, Fan Xilin was the first to say goodbye and quickly left Wanghai Hospital by car.

At 12:15, Sun Tiezhu walked out of the office of "Divine Doctor Li Xiang".

Twelve twenty-twenty, Bony. Mr. Snell was the last to leave, and naturally closed the door.

Huang Hai and Xing Guijin felt bad, they only heard Zhu Tong's voice, and did not see his people. Huang Hai went to knock on the door, but there was no movement inside.

Xing Guijin raised his foot and kicked over, the door was kicked open, the lights inside were bright and empty, and the "Divine Doctor Li Xiang" was gone.

The two of them called their subordinates almost simultaneously to find Zhu Tong's whereabouts.

The hospital building was surrounded by water, and more than a dozen police cars parked in the square in front of the gate turned on their lights and drove onto the lawn and every road.

There is a pair of vigilant eyes under every tree inside and outside the hospital, and four snow-bright lampposts shoot out from the river, illuminating the artificial lake and the river bank as bright as day.

Ten minutes passed, twenty minutes passed...... Until one o'clock in the morning, all the corners of Wanghai Hospital, including Snell's ward and Mrs. Snell's villa, were searched, and nothing was found.

"Divine Doctor Li Xiang" seems to have suddenly evaporated.

Deputy Mayor Fan Xilin was asked to come back to cooperate with the investigation, and according to him, "Doctor Li Xiang" was on the phone when he said goodbye.

The technical center confirmed Mayor Fan's words, between twelve o'clock and twelve o'clock, "Divine Doctor Li Xiang" was indeed using the landline in the office to talk to Miss Jingchi Xuemei in Kaifeng, and the content of the call was related to Fuhua Shipbuilding. Precisely, related to Dr. Huey. The specific content involves sensitive people and sensitive departments, and is inconvenient to disseminate to the outside world; Even if it is a specific case-handling officer, it is not possible.

Xinggui Jin was covered in cold sweat, but Huang Hai came to the VIP ward at this time, in front of Wang Wenyuan's hospital bed.

"Can you find him?" Huang Hai asked.

Wang Wenyuan was wrapped in a thick quilt, and he was trying to raise his head to let Wang Jing feed him water.

"He ran away?" Wang Wenyuan lay down and asked in surprise.

Huang Hai nodded: "Xiao Wang, with your understanding of him and here during this time, how far has he run now?" Where will it hide? ”

"How many people are out there?" Wang Wenyuan asked.

"Four squadrons upstairs, six squadrons downstairs, four squadrons on the river. Perimeter six squadrons. ”

"It's seamless. There are no chances on the ground, only ...... Heaven and earth. Wang Wen said from afar.

Huang Hai suddenly woke up, picked up the walkie-talkie and said: "Block the sewers within ten kilometers......"

"Probably, it's too late." Wang Wenyuan said to the back of the Yellow Sea.

"It's not too late, it's been two hours." Wang Jing closed the door and pounced on Wang Wenyuan; "Comrade Wang Wenyuan, you have the handle in the palm of Miss Ben's hand, what if you ...... Hum...... Oh...... Hmmm......"

Next, of course, is the spring of the room.

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