"Master, Mr. Song is here."

It was the little apprentice of Old Doctor Chen who greeted Song Feng.

Although the young man is not very old, he knows how to be polite and behaves very decently.

"Mr. Song, why did you bring so many gifts?"

Song Feng didn't come empty-handed, he went to the supermarket on the way and brought a lot of fruits and pastries to Old Doctor Chen.

Song Feng smiled faintly and said, "The first time I came to the door, it was a courtesy to bring something, and it was not a valuable thing, don't be surprised."

"No wonder, no wonder."

Old Doctor Chen, who was wearing a home suit, invited Song Feng to the main hall with a smile on his face.

Tell the little apprentice to prepare tea.

As they all sat down, Song Feng found that Old Doctor Chen's smile was tinged with bitterness.

It's as if something annoying has happened.

Song Feng said quietly, "You said on the phone yesterday that you called me over this time because of some medical skills, could it be that you have encountered some incurable disease and need me to come over to help the staff officer?"

"Ugh."

Old Doctor Chen put away the smile on his face and said, "The old man invited you here, not because he encountered an incurable disease, nor did he have other medical problems."

"It's a matter of the hearts and minds of Chinese medicine."

"The problem of people's hearts?"

Song Feng was stunned.

After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't understand what Old Doctor Chen said.

At this moment, the little apprentice brought the brewed tea.

"Master has been in a depressed mood these days, if I hadn't suggested that he call you to come over and talk, I guess Master ......."

"Talkative, don't hurry down."

Old Doctor Chen interrupted the little apprentice's words unhappily and waved him away.

Before going out, the little apprentice passed a sentence to Song Feng with the shape of his mouth.

Crooked.

Song Feng understood the meaning of the little apprentice's mouth, and the doubts in his heart were not only not solved, but even more puzzled.

What is a crooked way?

What is the human heart problem in Chinese medicine?

Could it be that someone in Chinese medicine has gone the wrong way and annoyed Dr. Chen?

Old Doctor Chen sighed and said, "Don't be surprised, Mr. Song, my apprentice has been with me for a long time, and he is usually very unruly, and he always likes to talk a lot."

"Old Doctor Chen, although the two of us haven't met a few times, but we hit it off at first sight, and it's not an exaggeration to say that we forgot to make friends, since you want me to help you come up with ideas, you better just say it, what's going on?"

Song Feng asked straight to the point.

Dr. Chen said, "Mr. Song, there will be a national TCM competition in the local area in a while, and I hope you can participate in the competition, so as to clear up the root cause of TCM for us, and let the general public and the national audience know that TCM is not a fake trick to pretend to be a ghost."

"TCM is still young, and there is still unlimited potential."

"It will not be eliminated by history."

Having said this, Old Doctor Chen's expression was a little excited.

He no longer hid it, and told Song Feng everything about the previous few days.

The National Traditional Chinese Medicine Competition held after a period of time is a major event in the Chinese medicine industry.

As a well-known local Chinese medicine doctor, Dr. Chen became a judge of this competition.

Since it was the first time for such a large-scale event to be held in the local area, there was no experience or charter.

As a result, the organizers brought several judges together to work on a charter.

It was also because of this incident that Old Doctor Chen was furious.

Research and research, and other judges actually had to introduce a whole bunch of messy mechanisms.

Live webcast, contestants canvassing for votes.

Invited to participate in the competition, TCM doctors also have to show their personal talents in an all-round way.

The contestants came from major traditional Chinese medicine hospitals and traditional Chinese medicine research institutions across the country.

Some of the participants have deep pockets and plan to show their faces in the competition.

I hope that through sponsorship, I can make a good decision

of places.

Old Doctor Chen said angrily, "Mr. Song, listen to it yourself, what is this thing called!"

"The competition is a comparison of medical skills, doctors' medical ethics, and various techniques about Chinese medicine.

Old Doctor Chen, who has an upright personality, can't look down on these deceitful and messy things.

Insist that the TCM competition must have the appearance of a TCM competition, and there must be no quota within it.

There can be no off-site voting.

Voting is possible, but must be done by a live audience.

Through the live webcast of the audition vote, the chances of fraud are too great.

Song Feng said with a smile: "Old Doctor Chen, I can guess what happened next, you must be very dissatisfied, and threaten to quit."

"For various reasons, the organizers didn't plan to change some of the established regulations, and you eventually chose to quit, so it's been a sullen few days."

Old Doctor Chen nodded his head and said, "That's the case."

At that time, he announced his retirement, and although Chinese medicine showed signs of decline, it was not yet in the current state of demons.

Where is this competition, it is simply a monkey show.

Knowing that he was going to be a judge in the country's largest traditional Chinese medicine competition, Dr. Chen was quite happy at first.

I think this is a good thing for the revival of Chinese medicine.

After becoming a member of the judging panel, Dr. Chen found that the competition was completely different from what he thought.

Dozens of years old Chinese medicine practitioners can participate in the competition, and ordinary people who have not studied Chinese medicine can also participate.

Although all aspects need to use traditional Chinese medicine skills.

But whether you can advance or not has little to do with medical skills.

"It's like...... It's like ......."

Old Doctor Chen suddenly got stuck, and he didn't know how to describe this game.

Song Feng smiled, "You want to talk about the draft?"

"yes, it's the draft."

Doctor Chen said, "The old man is angry, but this competition will be broadcast live across the country, and hundreds of players will come to participate, I hope you can participate in this competition to show the charm of our Chinese medicine, and at the same time clean up the source."

"Chinese medicine really can't stand the toss."

Old Doctor Chen's face was bitter.

What is the situation of Chinese medicine now, everyone who understands it understands.

With the rapid development of Western medicine, Chinese medicine has quickly become a medical category that no one cares about.

Mo said that it is traditional Chinese medicine, and even the manufacturers that produce traditional Chinese medicine are becoming fewer and fewer, and the vast majority of manufacturers are producing Western medicines, resulting in people's increasing distrust of traditional Chinese medicine.

Old Doctor Chen said urgently: "After that incident, the old man once asked someone to inquire about some things about you, and knew that you have excellent medical skills, and at the same time you don't like fame and fortune, but this time, you must fight for the first place in our Chinese medicine."

"Show the real Chinese medicine skills, and trample all those messy things under your feet, only in this way can we get a chance for Chinese medicine."

Dr. Chen has been practicing medicine for decades and has an unusual affection for Chinese medicine.

Once this TCM competition is reduced to a draft competition, TCM will have no face at all.

"Old Doctor Chen, can I consider this matter?"

Song Feng said euphemistically.

This kind of thing has always been disliked by Song Feng.

Coupled with the fact that this competition seemed to be a gathering of demons and monsters, Song Feng felt a little disgusted in his heart.