Chapter 239: I don't want to be a loser

When Li Jun rushed to the campus hospital of Yongcheng University, he really scolded the newly appointed mayor Pan Wentao. But unlike the scene he imagined, Pan Wentao did not hold the mayor's shelf, but still accompanied the school doctor named Zhang Wenzhong with a smile on his face.

Being able to sit on the position of the deputy director of the Yongcheng Health Bureau, Li Jun can be regarded as an old fritter who has been in the officialdom for many years, and it is natural to see that the smile on Pan Wentao's face is not hypocritical, but from the heart. At the same time, he realized another thing that shocked him. This Pan Wentao, with the dignity of the mayor of Yongcheng City, was respectful when he faced Zhang Wenzhong, and there was even a trace of gratitude between his eyebrows. As far as he knew. Pan Wentao used to be the secretary of a certain bigwig, and since he was transferred to Yongcheng City to serve as the mayor, he has always been straight-faced, and he said that he was respectful to anyone. I haven't even seen the slightest smile to anyone. For a moment, Li Jun even wondered if he was dazzled by the mistake. However, after rubbing his eyes vigorously, the scene was still the same.

There is no doubt that the scene in front of him is clearly real, but it really makes Li Jun feel strange and weird.

Li Jun naturally would not be stupid to think that this strange scene was caused by Zhang Wenzhong's imminent departure to the United Kingdom to treat the Queen of England. There is only one reason that can explain this, and that is that Zhang Wenzhong's identity background is not simple. This made him secretly guess Zhang Wenzhong's identity and background, and at the same time, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Pan Wentao came to the campus hospital before him, otherwise he would probably offend this mysterious guy named Zhang Wenzhong.

Li Jun stood at the door of the clinic and respectfully called out "Mayor Pan", just when he was hesitating about what kind of posture to use to face Zhang Wenzhong, Pan Wentao, who was sitting next to Zhang Wenzhong, was already smiling and beckoning to him, saying, "Deputy Director Li is also here, come in and sit." I didn't expect you to get the message too.

Oh, I almost forgot that you are also in charge of the international cooperation of our Yongcheng health system. Presumably, this news was informed to you by the British Consulate in Yongcheng?"

Li Jun didn't expect Pan Wentao to smile at himself, although this smile was very likely because of Zhang Wenzhong's presence, but his heart was still a little excited. After all, there are so many people up and down the city, and there are really few people who can be smiled by Pan Wentao. He hurriedly replied respectfully "yes", and then walked into the consultation room and stood beside Secretary Pan Wentao.

After walking into the consultation room, Li Jun appeared. There were two people sitting in the consultation room, a man and a woman, young people, who seemed to be interns led by Zhang Wenzhong. In addition, there was also a foreigner who looked a little familiar, who was also sitting next to Zhang Wenzhong, holding a notebook in his hand. While respectfully consulting Zhang Wenzhong with some questions in English, he quickly recorded Zhang Wenzhong's answers in the notebook he was holding.

After taking a closer look at the appearance of this foreigner, and recalling it in his heart, Li Jun immediately exclaimed in English: "You," You are Sir Ezecker?!"

This foreigner who keeps taking notes with a notebook. None other than Eric. When he came to Yongcheng University Medical School to participate in academic exchanges before, he also had a relationship with Li Jun, and when he heard Li Jun call him, he turned his head and nodded at Li Jun slightly, even if he had said hello. Then he pestered Zhang Wenzhong and consulted about the knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine.

As a Fellow of the Royal College of Physicians of the United Kingdom, Eric has a great reputation in the global medical community. It turned out to be a bizarre scene as a student disciple respectfully asking a young school doctor for medical knowledge. In an instant, Li Jun was given to Lei on the outside and on the inside. He couldn't help but wonder if this damn April Fool's Day had come early?

However, Li Jun was shocked. It doesn't end there. The area of Zhang Wenzhong's clinic was not very large, and there were only two people, Zhang Wenzhong, Su Xiao, and Mei, and they didn't think that at this moment, in addition to the two of them, there were Sun Wei, Eric, Hu Qiang, Pan Wentao and his secretary and Li Jun, who had just arrived, and there were eight people in the clinic. Eight people stayed here, and the consultation room suddenly made the consultation room a little crowded and a little too cramped. So much so that occasionally one or two students who wanted to come to Zhang Wenzhong for medical treatment were shocked when they saw the scene in this clinic.

Seeing this scene, Sun Wei suddenly frowned. He said unceremoniously to Pan Wentao: "I said Mayor Pan, do you want to go somewhere else to stay for a while? After all, this is a consultation room, and you four unrelated people are crowded here, and other patients can't get in if they want to see a doctor, isn't this a hindrance?"

Sun Wei's words immediately surprised Li Jun, Hu Qiang and Pan Wentao's secretary. Sun Wei is just an intern led by Zhang Wenzhong. I don't know how thick the curse is. Speak to Pan Wentao in a commanding tone. Their eyes couldn't help but turn to Pan Wentao, wanting to see how he would react. However, what they never expected was that instead of getting angry, Pan Wentao apologized to Zhang Wenzhong again: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang, this is indeed my inconsiderate and troublesome to you." He turned his head and asked Hu Qiang, who was stunned by shock: "Dean Hu, there should be a conference room in your hospital?" Let's go there and sit for a while, wait for Prince Charles's arrival, don't stay here to hinder Mr. Zhang and them from treating patients."

"Oh, yes, yes, yes. Hu Qiang finally woke up from his shocked state, and hurriedly respectfully led Pan Wentao and Li Jun to the conference room on the second floor. Just as he walked out of Zhang Wenzhong's clinic, he didn't forget to look back at Sun Wei. I couldn't help but secretly say in my heart: Young people are violent, and even the first captain dares to accuse unceremoniously. It's just that I don't know if Mayor Pan is willing to listen to the accusation and not get angry, is it because of his big measure, or because he looks at Zhang Wenzhong's face?

This hurry is not only Hu Qiang, people are guessing. Li Jun and Secretary Pan Wentao's hearts also had similar questions.

After Pan Wentao and the four of them left, Sun Wei smiled at Zhang Wenzhong and said, "Brother Zhang." I helped you get these four people in the way, how can you thank me?"

Zhang Wenzhong scolded with a smile: "It's just you." He ignored him, but continued to explain the basic theoretical knowledge of Chinese medicine to Eric. Only this time, he used Chinese. Only when it comes to some TCM-specific terms. will translate it into English. Sun Wei was slightly stunned at first, and then his face was sè, he obviously understood, Zhang Wenzhong's purpose was to remind him that Eric knew some Chinese. Although he is not good at reading and writing, Eric can still understand general Chinese conversations, so there are some things that are best not to be said in front of him.

Sun Wei stopped talking, and continued to look at the book of "Tang Materia Medica" in his hand.

While explaining the basic theoretical knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine to Eric, Zhang Wenzhong couldn't help but feel a little emotional. Judging from the current situation in the domestic medical community, traditional Chinese medicine is really gradually declining. Not to mention that every year, some bricks will jump out of the beast, saying that Chinese medicine is pseudoscience, deception, and witchcraft, "There are even some jīng people who have raised Chinese medicine to the height of the stain of the Chinese nation." It is said that the enrollment of these medical colleges in China every year, such as traditional Chinese medicine, traditional Chinese medicine and other majors, can be described as a gradual depression, especially after comparing with the hot scene of clinical medicine, it can even highlight the gradual decline of traditional Chinese medicine in today's domestic medical field. In hospitals, most of the hospitals are mainly Western medicine, although there are TCM outpatient clinics, but its proportion is very small in the whole hospital, even those with a "TCM hospital, the name of the hospital is also the same". After all, it is now a market economy, compared with traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture that can't make a lot of money, the infusion is dozens or hundreds, and it is not strange that a hospital and an operation are hundreds or thousands or even more Western doctors will be more favored by the hospital.

Zhang Wenzhong also really wanted to revive Chinese medicine, otherwise, he would not have agreed to Wu Shouzhi to open a few big classes on the basic theories of Chinese medicine at the beginning of the new semester to lay a good foundation for the newly enrolled medical students of the Department of Chinese Medicine. He even plans to select a few more students with good conduct to take with him to train them well. But he also knows very well that these can only be regarded as petty fights, and they are too far away from the goal of reviving Chinese medicine.

Looking at Eric, who was sincerely asking for knowledge of Chinese medicine, Zhang Wenzhong suddenly realized that perhaps he could take advantage of this opportunity to treat Elizabeth II to boost the long-sluggish fame and status of Chinese medicine! As long as more people can be attracted to pay attention to Chinese medicine, understand Chinese medicine, learn Chinese medicine, and truly learn and master Chinese medicine, then there will be a day when Chinese medicine will regain its prestige. To be honest, he didn't want to see a Chinese medicine doctor in the future. The only way to go is to go to countries such as Rìben or South Korea. And maybe by that time, names like Kampo and Chinese medicine have long disappeared from this world, and they will be replaced by names like rì medicine or Korean medicine."

If that day really exists, I don't know how our ancestors will feel? They will only coldly spit out "Loser, these three words?"

Just when Zhang Wenzhong was thinking about it, three black Sè Audi cars with military license plates slowly stopped in front of the gate of the campus hospital. Yi Xunshu is a fine concave and said that he shook off a different body clam