Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 330

Zhao Yifan frowned immediately when he heard the words. The student's parent had a righteous attitude, as if "you should be like this", as if he owed him, which made Zhao Yifan feel a little uncomfortable.

"This classmate."

Seeing Zhao Yifan's slight frown, another student's parent quickly smiled at Zhao Yifan and said politely: "I'm sorry to trouble you, it's our first time to come to the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and we are not very familiar with the environment here, please take us there Dormitory, show us the door."

"It's okay, it's just a matter of raising your hands."

Hearing what he said, Zhao Yifan felt a little better, nodded, and said casually, "Come with me." He turned and walked towards the dormitory.

"What kind of attitude!"

The parent who spoke before saw Zhao Yifan's indifferent expression, and hummed dissatisfiedly: "I just asked him to help lead the way, and he looked unhappy, Lao Wang." He turned his head and talked to the other The parent of the student said, "How did you remember to let your child apply for the Chinese Medicine College?"

Old Wang smiled when he heard the words, and said politely: "Studying medicine is very good. Over the years, people have paid more and more attention to health care. Besides, there is a medical student at home, so he can have personal consultation when he is sick. , Lao Liu, you let your child study medicine, don’t you think so too?”

"Well, almost."

Lao Liu nodded, and said sharply: "Actually, I was thinking of letting my son study Western medicine, but unfortunately, the test scores are a bit low, so he can only go to this Chinese medicine school. By the way, is your son The scores are not ideal, so you applied to Qingzhou University of Traditional Chinese Medicine?"

There was a regretful tone in his words.

"My son did well in the exam."

Lao Wang smiled modestly, and said casually: "Actually, Chinese medicine is quite good..."

"Hey, what's the matter?"

Old Liu interrupted him, "Chinese medicine is not popular at all! How can there be Western medicine! How much do those doctors of Western medicine make after one operation? If the medical skills are better, there are still people vying to hire them to go to other hospitals for training. I have a Western medicine friend who does surgery. They are like this. They earn a salary in the hospital. On Saturdays and Sundays, they go to a specialized hospital in a prefecture-level city next door to give lectures and training. Every time, they are picked up by car. Eat delicious food, go there once, and come back after two days, you can easily get 5000 yuan!"

As he said that, he glanced at his son with resentment, and complained: "My son is really not up to me. If the score is a few points higher, he will not use this Chinese medicine school, but go to the Chinese medicine school." I'm in the Western Medical College! Alas, there is no future for studying Chinese medicine!"

Zhao Yifan listened a bit harshly, and wanted to say something, since you despise the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine so much, why don't you let your son repeat the exam for a year and take the exam again?

But after thinking about it, I was just leading the way, maybe I would never see it again in this life, and this old Liu kept talking about how Western medicine makes money, and he never considered the particularity of the profession of a doctor. Think about how to make money.

Just like the saying of "falling into the eyes of money", this kind of person cares about whether he can make money. As for what to learn, it doesn't matter at all to him-if it is profitable to dig shit, Zhao Yifan dares to make money. Bet, Lao Liu will definitely let his son dig out the shit.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yifan didn't bother to say anything.

He was not interested in correcting this old Liu's thinking.

On the contrary, the parent of the student, Lao Wang, shook his head when he heard Lao Liu's words, and said, "Lao Liu, your idea is not right. Doctors still focus on medical skills. As long as you are skilled in medicine, no matter whether it is Chinese medicine It’s still Western medicine, there must be a lot of people rushing to see you, I think Chinese medicine is very good, after all, it is the knowledge passed down by our Chinese country for thousands of years, it is broad and profound, and it is not worse than Western medicine at all!"

"Ha ha!"

Old Liu smiled disdainfully, "Old Wang, haven't you heard people say it? Western medicine depends on education, Chinese medicine depends on age. Think about it, how old will our children be after graduation? In their 20s! Such a young Chinese medicine doctor, which patient would seek treatment from such a Chinese medicine doctor? Unless it is really a patient with a mental illness! I am not saying that, unless Chinese medicine practitioners survive to the age of 60, some patients may seek him for treatment. Before that, Chinese medicine practitioners It's really a decoration!"

"Old Liu, what you said is a bit too absolute."

Lao Wang frowned slightly, and said: "We have a doctor Zhu Zhigang in the Internal Medicine Department of the Affiliated Hospital of Qingzhou University of Traditional Chinese Medicine. He is not very old. He is about 30 years old. My child was ill once this year. I took him It’s difficult to register for Dr. Zhu’s account! I went there at 50 o’clock in the morning, and when I registered, there were already more than [-] people in front of me. Doctors from other departments only had five or six patients registered. , So, some things cannot be said absolutely!"

Old Liu smiled lightly and said, "Old Wang, Dr. Zhu Zhigang is a famous doctor! You can use this as an example to prove nothing. After all, there are only a few famous doctors like Dr. Zhu who are young and skilled in medicine in the whole Jiangnan Province." Huh? Can you guarantee that our children will be like Dr. Zhu in the future?"

"As the saying goes, great teachers make great disciples."

Old Wang said seriously: "There is something that you definitely don't know."

"Oh?"

Old Liu glanced at him, "What's the matter?"

"Actually, Doctor Zhu, he is still a graduate student, and he is still practicing with the teacher of the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine!"

Lao Wang lowered his voice and said softly.

"what?"

Old Liu's jaw dropped when he heard this, and he said in disbelief: "How is it possible? Dr. Zhu is a famous doctor in the affiliated hospital! He is still a student, still practicing with the teacher, and has not graduated? This is too ridiculous! You Where did you hear the news? Is it accurate?" He looked at Lao Wang suspiciously.

"My relative works in the Affiliated Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine. He told me about this."

Lao Wang smiled and said, "To be precise, Dr. Zhu is still an intern at the Affiliated Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Many people in the Affiliated Hospital know about this!"

"A trainee doctor, is that so good?"

Old Liu said in amazement: "Why does it sound like I can't believe it?"

"Famous teachers make great disciples, Lao Liu!"

Old Wang said seriously: "Studying medicine depends on whether you work hard or not, and whether you have talent, and on the other hand, whether you have a good teacher to teach you! Like Dr. Zhu, my relatives privately You told me quietly that the affiliated hospital wants to keep Dr. Zhu and let him work in the hospital after graduation, with an annual salary of 80 yuan! How about it, isn’t that too little?”

Lao Liu's body shook, he took a deep breath, and said with bright eyes: "It's really not too little!"

He glanced at his silent son, and said excitedly: "Son, do you hear? Study hard, and in the future, you will be hired by other hospitals with high salaries after graduation. I don't expect you to be like Dr. Zhu. That way, if you just graduated with an annual salary of 80 yuan, you can have 60 to [-] yuan!"

Zhao Yifan, Lao Wang and the others felt dumbfounded when they heard his words.

Of course, no one dampened his enthusiasm.

After motivating his son, Lao Liu suddenly thought of something, and turned his head to ask Lao Wang: "Lao Wang, Doctor Zhu's teacher is in this Chinese Medicine College, right? Which professor is it? Could it be Tang Yuntao?" Dean Tang?"

"No."

Lao Wang said with certainty: "I heard that he is a very young professor."

"So it is."

Old Liu let out a sigh, and said longingly: "It seems that in this Chinese medicine college, there are quite a lot of teachers with superb medical skills and skills. Just a young professor's medical skills are so good. Dr. Zhu is still practicing. You can get such a big name, let's go back and find out what this professor's name is, and try to build a good relationship with him, so that our children can also apply for his graduate students in the future!"

Zhao Yifan couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, shrugged his shoulders, and subconsciously looked back at the two silent students.

He didn't mean anything else with this move, he just wanted to see what these two students looked like, in case one of them really applied for his graduate school in the future, Zhao Yifan reckoned that they would see him as a "senior" in the future, It must be amazing.

"why are you laughing?"

However, when Lao Liu saw the smile on Zhao Yifan's face and this action, he suddenly felt that Zhao Yifan seemed to be laughing at what he said just now, and he immediately became a little unhappy.

Zhao Yifan restrained his smile, glanced at him, and said in a low voice, "You are too lenient, don't you? I can laugh whenever I want, what does it have to do with you?" They lead to the dormitory building to finish.

Old Liu was so choked by him that he couldn't speak, he gave Zhao Yifan a hard look, and walked a few more steps, he suddenly felt something was wrong, stopped and looked around, the uncertain Old Wang said: " Lao Wang, why do I feel that we have been going around in circles in school for a long time?"

Old Wang was stunned for a moment, looked at the building not far away, and recalled it carefully, it seemed that he had indeed walked here just now, but it was just a side road.

He was a little confused for a moment, looked at Zhao Yifan in a daze, and couldn't help asking: "Student, did we just pass by here?"

"Well, that's right."

Zhao Yifan hummed, but he didn't hide it, and admitted it frankly.

Because in fact, Zhao Yifan also got a little lost.

The new campus of the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine was built just a few years ago, just in time for the international advocacy and support for the development of national heritage culture, and Chinese medicine is also one of the national cultures. The Qingzhou Municipal Government generously gave the new school A large area of ​​land was demarcated.

Compared with those well-known universities in China, although the reputation of Qingzhou University of Traditional Chinese Medicine is not as good as those universities, the scale of the school is definitely not inferior to them!

Although Zhao Yifan stayed in the school for more than half a year, in fact, he took a fixed route every day, that is, he went directly to the office building. Zhao Yifan didn't know where the No. [-] dormitory building that He Li had explained to him earlier was. It's just a vague, probably an impression.

And after He Li "accounted" the task to Zhao Yifan, she went off on her own. In her opinion, how could the students of the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine not know where the dormitory building was?

She didn't think about it at all.

"What do you want to do, student!"

Lao Liu's face immediately sank: "It's such a hot day, we still carry so many things in big bags and small bags, it's good for you to lead us around! You're not old, but you have a bad heart!"

(End of this chapter)