Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 311 One radish and one pit
"Director Fang, don't worry, didn't I promise you to find a way for you?"

Zhao Pengnan lowered his voice and said, "Wait a moment."

"Dean Zhao, I'm not in a hurry, there are so many people, everyone wants to get an admission card to enter."

Director Fang said: "There are so many monks in the porridge, alas, it's true, tell me, your Chinese medicine school is full of Chinese medicine teachers, and Orabi's expert is Western medicine. Why are you Chinese medicine teachers here to join in the fun?" Between his words Full of dissatisfaction and complaints.

Although Director Fang's voice was low, it was still heard by the Chinese medicine teachers next to him who were in charge of maintaining order and handing out entry cards.

These Chinese medicine teachers felt a little dissatisfied immediately.

What does your director mean?
Olabi put the medical exchange meeting in our School of Traditional Chinese Medicine, that is his freedom, if you are not happy, you can go to Olabi and tell him to change the place!

Since this medical exchange meeting is held on the site of our School of Traditional Chinese Medicine, then the teachers of our School of Chinese Medicine, if you attend this medical exchange meeting, is it just to join in the fun?

Dare you Western doctors to participate in this medical exchange meeting, isn't it just joining in the fun?

Of course, these Chinese medicine teachers are just thinking about these words, and dare not speak out, because they recognize that Director Fang is the director of the Department of Neurology of Qingzhou Second Hospital, and he is also very famous in Qingzhou. Brain specialist.

"Director Fang, what you said is wrong."

Zhao Pengnan smiled and said in a low voice: "Whether it is Chinese medicine or Western medicine, as long as it can cure patients, it is a good doctor. It is true that Olabi is a Western medicine doctor, but he is also a doctor, right? Let us Chinese medicine Listen to the teachers of the college, and you can expand your thinking."

"Dean Zhao, there is some truth in what you said."

Director Fang reluctantly nodded, but his face showed disapproval.

This is just what Zhao Pengnan said. If it were someone else, Director Fang would have retorted.

Regarding the matter of western medicine, what is the fuss with Chinese medicine?
"...Ms. Jiang, you are here, here you are, this is your admission card."

"Excuse me, doctor, what's your name? Let me see if there is your seat on the registration form..."

However, any teacher from the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine will receive an admission card and directly enter the lecture hall as soon as they come here, but doctors who are not teachers from the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and doctors from other hospitals or units, will not have this kind of treatment. Registration This person's name must be on the list before he can be issued an entry card.

Today is the first day, so the entrance card will be issued. Next, the entrance card will be kept by yourself. For the next few days, you only need to show the entry card.

"...Really, our western doctors need the consent of Chinese medicine practitioners to participate in the medical exchange meeting of western medicine."

"This world has really changed!"

Those who can come to today's medical exchange meeting are all well-known people in the field of western medicine, and most of them know each other.

"Director Fang, why don't you go in?"

A person came over, and after registering, he glanced at Director Fang.

"Dean Gong."

Director Fang recognized this person as Gong Lin, the director of the Second Hospital, and said with a wry smile, "I can't get in."

"Hello, Dean Gong."

Zhao Pengnan and Gong Lin next to him greeted each other.

"Well, Dean Zhao."

Gong Lin casually nodded to Zhao Pengnan. He has been working in the clinic for many years, but he has never thought highly of Zhao Pengnan's academicism.

Academic teachers often focus on theory and lack practical clinical work, especially in the medical industry, some patients may have many unexpected or puzzling symptoms during clinical practice.

There was a joke before.

A teacher of traditional Chinese medicine saw a doctor for a relative of his family. After a few days of treatment, the condition not only did not get better, but became more serious. Later, the patient went to the hospital for an examination and found that the teacher of his relative was just talking on paper.

There are many such things.

More than one case.

So from the bottom of his heart, Gong Lin looked down on academics like Zhao Pengnan, even though they were of similar rank, one was the vice president of the school and the other was the president of the hospital.

But in Gong Lin's view, if a dean like Zhao Pengnan came to their hospital, he could only be an attending doctor at most-or the kind with quotation marks.

"Can't get in?"

After Gong Lin and Zhao Pengnan greeted each other, they asked Director Fang, "Why can't you get in?"

"There are not enough places."

Director Fang knew that with Gong Lin's level, no matter where Aurabi held this medical exchange meeting, there would definitely be no shortage of Gong Lin.

Because apart from being the director of the Second Hospital, Gong Lin is also a council member of the Jiangnan Western Medicine Association—the kind of person who is eligible to participate in the association, research and formulate some important issues, and has the right to vote.

Ordinary members are not eligible.

In addition, as the director of the Second Hospital, Gong Lin also has a lot of voice in Qingzhou City's medical system, so an international expert like Aurabi is absolutely qualified to come to Qingzhou City to hold a medical exchange conference. in the ranks of that group of people.

"Not enough places?"

Gong Lin was taken aback for a moment. He has been quite busy in the past few days and has performed several operations in succession. The only thing he knows about this medical exchange conference is that the location of the venue has changed. As for other specific details, due to lack of time, Gong Lin did not Empty to understand carefully.

"Director Fang, I remember, I signed up for you before."

Gong Lin frowned, and said suspiciously: "You are the director of the brain department of our hospital, and Olabi is an internationally renowned brain expert, so you can be regarded as a professional counterpart. How could there be no place for you? No. ...I remembered, I remember that after the report, the participants from the Association of Western Medicine had your name on it!"

"Dean Gong, that's the first time."

Director Fang gave a wry smile and explained: "When the expert Orabi planned to hold this medical exchange meeting at the venue we arranged, it did have my name on it, but later, the venue where the expert Orabi will hold the medical exchange meeting, I was booked in the lecture theater of the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and my name was crossed out from the participants!" In his words, there was also a hint of a complaint.

"What a joke!"

Gong Lin frowned when he heard this, and said dissatisfiedly: "How can you cross out your name? These are all participants who have been booked by the association before. What is going on here? ?”

"Dean Gong."

Zhao Pengnan, who was on the side, heard the words and said: "The thing is like this, the lecture hall of our School of Traditional Chinese Medicine has a limited number of people, and we can't arrange so many people to come in to participate."

"Then priority should be given to arranging professionally matched doctors like Director Fang to participate."

At the same time as Gong Lin was speaking, another teacher from the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine came over. Those Chinese Medicine teachers who were in charge of issuing entry cards saw that they were colleagues from the school. He had an admission card, and the latter walked in leisurely with it.

"Dean Gong, we have already reported the number of participants to the Association of Western Medicine. The people who are eligible to participate in the audit this time are all arranged by your Association of Western Medicine. Director Fang, for example, did not enter the audition. People on the list will have no admission card."

Zhao Pengnan explained, "I'm really sorry, the space is limited."

"Limited space?"

Gong Lin pointed dissatisfiedly at the Chinese medicine teacher who went in just now, and asked Zhao Pengnan: "Who is he? Why didn't he even need to register, so he just went in?"

"President Gong, that person is a teacher from the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine."

Before Zhao Pengnan could speak, Director Fang hurriedly said: "As far as I know, all the teachers of the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine are allowed to attend the medical exchange meeting held by expert Orabi at the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine. You also know that , Traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine are not the same thing, so this is not a waste of opportunities!"

It was so!
Gong Lin's complexion immediately sank, and he said angrily to Zhao Pengnan: "Dean Zhao, why is the space limited? I think the participants are all occupied by the teachers of your Chinese medicine school? Like the Chinese medicine doctor who went in just now Teacher, how old is he when he is so young? Is he in his 30s? Does he have clinical experience? Does he major in neurology? You are simply fooling around!"

He flicked his sleeves violently to express his inner dissatisfaction.

"Yes."

"Dean Gong is right!"

"Dean Gong, their TCM school is simply making trouble."

"Olabi is an expert in western medicine. Those of us who study western medicine and are professionally qualified doctors are not qualified to sit in and study. On the contrary, those Chinese medicine teachers who are not professionally qualified can go in to observe and study. There is no reason for this!"

Those who were on the list of participants before, but were dismissed later, were filled with anger in their hearts, thinking that the teachers of the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine had robbed them of their places.

Hearing Gong Lin's words now, coupled with Gong Lin's status in the Western Medical Association, these people found a backbone at once, and immediately began to vent their dissatisfaction with Gong Lin as the leader.

"Dean Gong, you can't say that."

Zhao Pengnan retorted: "The medical exchange meeting held in the lecture hall of our School of Traditional Chinese Medicine, the teachers of our School of Chinese Medicine are naturally qualified to come in and listen in. Besides, medical skills are not separated. Some opinions of Olabi experts are also relevant to our Chinese Medicine School. Very inspiring...”

"Then I don't care."

Gong Lin waved his hand, interrupted Zhao Pengnan impatiently, and said, "Well, I don't care about other people. Anyway, Director Fang of our hospital, you have to let him in to listen in. He is the director of the Department of Neurology. He is a professional counterpart. This is a This is a rare opportunity, we cannot allow those irrelevant personnel to occupy this precious place!"

"This quota is determined in advance."

Zhao Pengnan said unhappily: "There are only a few seats, one radish and one hole. Let Director Fang go in, and other people will not be able to listen. Otherwise, Dean Gong, please ask and see who is willing to give up the seat to Director Fang." ?”

While speaking, Zhao Yifan, Lu Jiaxuan and Feng Bo came to the door.

Gong Lin pondered for a while, and saw Zhao Yifan and the other three out of the corner of his eyes. His heart moved, and he said, "This matter is easy to handle, Dean Zhao, there must be teaching assistants in your school? I remember teaching assistants are similar to internships in hospitals." Doctor, ask the teaching assistants in your school to give up their places, wouldn't that be enough?"

With that said, Gong Lin pointed at Zhao Yifan and the other three, and said confidently, "These three teachers are so young, so there must be teaching assistants, right?"

(End of this chapter)