Xiao Lin looked at the figure of the vice president who fled in a hurry, crossed her waist and suddenly smiled on her face, and thought to herself, you look down on Chinese medicine, you deserve it, you look down on Chinese medicine and I look down on you, who is rare!

The dean listened to the students talk about the bet of the Chinese medicine and Western medicine students, or use a diabetic for treatment, and was very curious about this matter, but he was afraid that the students would not handle it properly and cause something to happen, which would affect the reputation of the hospital, so he hurriedly asked the remaining students:

"Where is your diabetic? Let me see. ”

The student hurriedly took the dean to see the patient, and said to the dean with a strange face:

"Dean, you see, when this patient was just sent, he was skinny, his face was sallow, and he vomited and diarrhea, which was terrifying!"

When Dean Zheng heard the student say this, he immediately felt that something was wrong, if something happened to this diabetic in the college, what should he do? Dean Zheng looked anxious and walked around, thinking about what to do about this matter?

The student looked at the dean with a questioning expression, not knowing what was wrong with the dean, and asked the dean tremblingly:

"Dean, what are you doing here?"

The dean was in a very bad mood because of this incident, and said to the student:

"I really don't know what you think, you dare to send a diabetic to the academy, if you have a certain certainty, it's okay, but this time you made the patient look like what you said in your mouth, I really don't know what to say about you, treat human life as a child's play, is this your duty as a doctor?"

The student looked at the dean in surprise, with a confused expression, not knowing what Dean Zheng was talking about at all, and asked the dean:

"Dean Zheng, what are you talking about? Why don't I understand.,Where do we treat human life as a game?,Isn't the first lesson in the school park to understand the duties of doctors? And the diabetic patients sent over this time have recovered very well. ”

Dean Zheng looked at the student, not knowing whether what the student said was true or not, and was still a little worried, so he walked directly to the diabetic and began to conduct a simple examination on him.

The dean looked at the patient in surprise and couldn't believe it, so he checked it several times and found that it was indeed correct.

Dean Zheng looked at the ruddy-faced and energetic person in front of him, and couldn't believe that this was the same person as the student said before, and couldn't help sighing in his heart, and asked the student of the Chinese Medicine Hospital:

"I can't believe it! Who is the medical skill that is so superb, and allows him to recover so much so quickly, what a master! ”

As soon as Dean Zheng's words fell, the students of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine collectively turned their heads, looked at Yang Wei with bright eyes and adoring faces, and said to the dean with a hint of pride:

"Dean! This is treated with the method of traditional Chinese medicine, and it is this ......"

Just when he wanted to tell Dean Zheng that the person who treated the diabetic was Yang Wei, Yang Wei interrupted directly and said to the dean first:

"Don't look at me, this person is not what I am saving, look at me what to do? It was saved by an old man, but the person has already left, looking at the old man's appearance of a fairy wind and bones, it should be because of the old doctor with superb medical skills! ”

Many students from the traditional Chinese medicine hospital looked at Yang Wei so calmly opening his eyes and talking nonsense, and their hearts were full of questions, this patient was obviously cured by Yang Wei, why didn't Yang Wei admit it?

And graft the credit to a person who didn't appear at all, although the students of the Chinese medicine hospital thought so in their hearts, but they didn't debunk it, this is their own business, what do you do so much?

Dean Zheng followed the student's gaze and found that it was a young man, could it be that this young man cured the patient? The dean's heart was also full of hesitation.

Later, when I heard Yang Wei's words, I also felt that what Yang Wei said was reasonable, and I also felt incredible in my heart that I thought it was the patient who was being treated by this young man.

Seeing that this young man is still so young, he must not have much experience, and he definitely can't do this.

Dean Zheng was interested in the old man of the fairy wind Dao bone that Yang Wei said in his mouth, and asked Yang Wei:

"Young man, what are the characteristics of the old man you are talking about? Do you know his name? ”

When Yang Wei heard Dean Zheng ask like this, he also knew in his heart that Dean Zheng was interested, but this old man was just made up by himself, so how could he know.

Yang Wei thought for a while, and then said to Dean Zheng:

"I'm really sorry dean, in fact, I don't know very well, that old man left after treating this patient, and there was no time to stop it."

When Dean Zheng heard Yang Wei say this, a wave of disappointment suddenly surged in his heart, and he looked up at Yang Wei again, thinking in his heart, listening to this young man's words, he should be an old man with a strange temper and superb medical skills.

I was going to ask for advice, but I didn't expect to miss it like this, I knew I should have come earlier, maybe I could meet it.

Although the dean was disappointed, he didn't force it anymore, and then asked the student to take the patient down to take care of it, and began to deal with the follow-up matters slowly.

Yang Wei saw that the dean was still busy with his work, and he was embarrassed to continue to disturb, so he was about to leave the hospital, and when he saw Xiaolin standing next to him, he thought of what happened on the plane before, and he hadn't thanked her properly.

So he opened his mouth and said to Xiaolin:

"Xiao Lin! I'll invite you to a meal, how about you thank the captain for saving the lives of all the planes? ”

Xiao Lin heard Yang Wei suddenly mention the previous thing about saving people, and thought of the medical skills Yang Wei showed when he treated the diabetic just now, her face suddenly turned red, and she said to Yang Wei:

"No, no, no! It is the doctor's responsibility to treat the sick and save people, there is no need to do this, besides, your medical skills are much better than mine, and you were afraid that you were hiding clumsily on the plane at that time! I'm a little embarrassed to have that factor in front of you! ”

Yang Wei said with a wry smile:

"You are studying medicine as a child, and my medical skills are just learned, and this patient just happened to meet him."

When Xiaolin heard Yang Wei say this, she thought that Yang Wei was deceiving herself, and said with a little anger in her tone:

"How is it possible, Chinese medicine is impossible to be developed quickly, how can it be so skillfully applied to the treatment of diseases? Yang Wei, you can't fool people. ”

Yang Wei looked at Xiao Lin's face full of disbelief, and he was also very helpless in his heart, he was quick through the cultivator's medical book in the cave, of course he could use it.

At this time, Xiaolin didn't pursue it anymore, and began to complain to Yang Wei:

"Yang Wei, now the status of Chinese medicine is getting worse and worse, and the treatment is getting worse and worse, I want to give up, but Chinese medicine is my grandfather's lifelong pursuit, I don't know what to do."

Yang Wei didn't speak, and continued to listen to Xiaolin's complaints.

"The Chinese medicine industry is becoming more and more sluggish, and more and more people look down on the Chinese medicine industry and run to learn Western medicine, and there is a large loss of talents, and no one is learning Chinese medicine!"

"Now my grandfather has few apprentices, and many of my brothers and sisters have changed to the department and stopped studying Chinese medicine, so it is difficult to inherit it!"

"You say that our own Chinese culture is so much, why don't Chinese people look down on it? How good TCM is, why can't they find it good? "Compendium of Materia Medica" has recorded so many cases of medical miracles and so many miraculous recipes, but it is a good book that has been around for a hundred years! I didn't even understand the art of my own country, and I went to worship foreign countries! ”

Xiaolin pouted angrily, and also expressed depression about the current situation of the Chinese medicine market, and did not understand why Chinese people could not experience the goodness of Chinese medicine seriously.

Yang Wei was silent for a long time when he heard this, Xiaolin thought that his unoptimistic mood brought Yang Wei Yang Wei was unhappy, so he stopped complaining and quieted down.

"Or ...... I'm going to work as a teacher at your school? Yang Wei asked.

In fact, from the last plane incident, Yang Wei can see the current position of traditional Chinese medicine in the hearts of Chinese people. I don't even want to try, I think that Western medicine is better, and there are students in school, there is nothing wrong with liking their major, but you can't look down on it!

Traditional Chinese medicine is the lifeblood of China! Without Chinese medicine, without the traditional Chinese medicine skills of the past, how can the people who are now full of food and support?!

I don't know how to be grateful and look down on my own culture, this is also what Yang Wei can't figure out, since God arranged for him to know Chinese medicine, and even more so arranged for him to encounter such an unfair thing, then...... It must be guiding something.

It's not that I don't worship gods and Buddhas, but I'm not an atheist, and I don't believe in what is predestined, but I should do whatever I think. It can be regarded as making its own contribution to the traditional Chinese medicine technique of broken pulse!

Hearing Yang Wei's words, Xiao Lin thought for a moment, through the previous treatment of diabetic patients, Xiao Lin also saw Yang Wei's real medical skills, since he himself has such an idea, and he has heard his grandfather say before, there are very few Chinese medicine teachers now, it is better to let him try, in case he has any way to attract more people to learn Chinese medicine, or can better inherit Chinese medicine skills!

After thinking about it, he happily agreed, and told Yang Wei what he knew about the school's requirements and conditions for recruiting teachers from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

"First of all, our school is the main medicine, at present there are traditional Chinese medicine, Western medicine and forensic medicine in the school, forensic medicine is just an affiliated college of the police academy installed here, Chinese medicine was the most popular major in this school a few years ago, with the change of time, now the most valued is Western medicine, so you see, the people in the Western medicine department are so arrogant!"

"Secondly, Chinese medicine is a very particular profession, although it seems that your medical skills are good, but I heard that the directors in the school are very strict."

Yang Wei nodded slightly, and then said softly:

"No problem, don't worry!"

Seeing that Yang Wei was full of confidence, Xiaolin didn't say anything more, so the two separated, and this dispute between Chinese and Western medicine came to an end temporarily.

Xiaolin returned to the dormitory, ran into Li Jiao, who came back to get something, and asked:

"Jiaojiao, how is the squad leader? Is it better? ”

"Well, it's much better, Xiaolin, it turns out that you are Yang Wei's friend!" Li Jiao smiled evilly.

"Huh? Do you know him? Xiao Lin was surprised.

"Haha, fate, are you two ......" Li Jiao looked at Xiaolin squeezily, Xiaolin knew that Li Jiao had misunderstood and hurriedly defended:

"Oh, what's the matter, Jiaojiao, you're talking nonsense again! Okay, okay, go and see the squad leader. Don't make fun of me here! Xiaolin pushed Li Jiao and walked out the door, Li Jiao also laughed a few times, and left to go to the hospital.

At this time, Guan Yisheng, that is, Guan Xiaolin's grandfather, just rushed to the Second Hospital, accompanied by his first disciple Jiren.

Jiren has been following Guan Yisheng for more than ten years, and his medical skills have been practiced to the point of perfection, and he has also accepted several disciples under his name, in order to pass on the family medical method of Master Guan Yisheng, benefit mankind, and contribute to the medical culture of China.

The news of Yang Wei's successful treatment of a diabetic patient just now has spread in the hospital, and Guan Yisheng, who has just entered the hospital, heard the nurses' discussions.

"Hey, did you see that man just now? So handsome! ”

"Yes, yes, not only handsome but also quite powerful!"

"It's just killing those old professors of Chinese medicine in our hospital!"

"Oh my God, my idol idol hurry up and flesh him online!"

The nurse beauty was still looking nymphomaniac thinking about the scene just now, and when she heard what they were discussing, Guan Yisheng was very curious, so she asked Jiren to inquire about the situation. Jiren is also a young man in his 20s, looking at a group of girls, he can't help but be a little shy, and asked embarrassedly:

"Hello, may I ask what you're talking about?"

"Oh~ It's okay, just now in our hospital, a strange person came and cured a diabetic patient, the point is! He uses traditional Chinese medicine! ”

"That guy just cleaned up the diabetes with a click, and suddenly I felt that our hospital was useless!"

"Yes, the doctors and professors in our hospital tried many methods but failed to cure him, but that person really cured him without any effort, my God!"

"And his stitching! I watched as he put some needles on the patient's twelve acupuncture points, and it didn't take long for the patient to heal! ”

……

As soon as Yang Wei was mentioned, several nurses began to talk non-stop. Listening to the content of their words, Jiren almost understood the situation, so he turned back to tell the master.

After Guan Yisheng heard the ins and outs, his curiosity became even heavier, and he hurriedly found the director of the hospital and asked to see the body of the diabetic patient being treated.

After Guan Yisheng found the body of the diabetic patient treated by Yang Wei, after a period of pulse checking, he completely knew Yang Wei's medical skills, and thought of the acupuncture method mentioned by several nurses before, and said excitedly:

"Isn't this my Guan family's ancestral twelve-way acupuncture method!"

"Master, what twelve-way acupuncture?" Jiren asked curiously.

Since the twelve-way acupuncture method was handed down by Guan Yisheng's ancestors, Guan Yisheng only learned some fur from his grandfather, so he did not teach it to the outside world, so Jiren did not know this acupuncture method.

"Before, only I knew how to do this stitch, but now there are other people who know this stitch! The sky has eyes! It must be a descendant of our ancestors! I've got to find him! ”

The dean hurriedly said:

"Guan Yisheng, I know! It's an old man! ”

Guan Yisheng asked the dean to strictly investigate, hoping to find Yang Wei with the help of him. To be able to have a relationship with Guan Yisheng, the dean naturally couldn't ask for it, so he hurriedly agreed.

The next day

When Yang Wei arrived at the school and began to apply for a TCM teacher, the director of the reception expressed his novelty about Yang Wei's arrival, and several professors who came to interview were also very enthusiastic.