Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 612
"There are many colleagues in the medical field?"

Zhao Yifan asked knowingly, glanced down, and said lightly: "If I guess correctly, most of the colleagues who came today are Western doctors, right? I'm really sorry, what I'm talking about today is the content of Chinese medicine, if possible , I hope you can leave here and make room for those students who study Chinese medicine outside the classroom."

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone was stunned.

When he came back to his senses, Tang Yuntao smiled wryly, and thought to himself that Mr. Zhao still had such a temper, and that this time, he would offend all of these western medicine colleagues!

The students crowded in the corridor of the classroom immediately became excited when they heard Zhao Yifan's words, and the students who had good things even started to applaud vigorously.

In the eyes of the students, people like Dean He came as soon as they came, but there were so many people who took their seats, the students were naturally very upset.

However, no one dared to speak up.

Right now, Zhao Yifan's words really expressed the students' aspirations, and they were extremely relieved.

"Ms. Zhao, this is the first time I've seen a teacher like you."

Director Fan next to Dean He couldn't help it immediately after hearing Zhao Yifan's words. In his opinion, even Mr. Feng didn't say to let them who study western medicine leave. This young Zhao Yifan, What is he?
How dare you say such a thing?
From Director Fan's point of view, he is a high-achieving student who graduated from the Latin Royal Academy of Medicine. Being able to sit here and listen to Zhao Yifan's lectures already gives Zhao Yifan a lot of face!

Unexpectedly, as soon as Zhao Yifan took the stage, he let them go without any politeness!

It's really unbearable and unbearable!
"Which one of us here is not an authoritative expert and professor from the major hospitals in Qingzhou City?"

Director Fan grimaced, snorted, and said to Zhao Yifan: "We are sitting here today, and being able to listen to your lecture is already doing you a lot of face. Don't go too far!"

As soon as these words were said, the expressions of Tang Yuntao, Feng Lao and the others immediately changed.

in contrast.

Dean He and the others felt extremely vented. After all, although what Director Fan said was not pleasant, in their opinion, he was telling the truth.

Moreover, the most important point is that Director Fan expressed the aspirations of Dean He and others-they actually think so in their hearts!
"Am I going too far?"

Zhao Yifan's eyes fell on the dissatisfied Director Fan, smiled slightly, and said, "Where did I go too far? I remember that Tang Yuntao had already informed many people present today that today's lecture is for you people." There are a total of ten places, and look around you, how many people are here? There must be almost a hundred? To be honest, I will give you ten places. This is my decision. Since you all If you don’t take my words seriously and ignore them, why can’t I say it, please leave?”

After a pause, without waiting for Director Fan to speak, Zhao Yifan went on to say lightly: "In addition, the so-called authoritative experts and professors in your mouth, in my opinion, are actually no different from 'rice buckets'!"

"presumptuous!"

"What a big breath!"

"It's arrogant!"

When Dean He and others heard Zhao Yifan's words, they were all enraged collectively, and some people who were relatively shallow in the city couldn't help but speak back.

People like Dean He, who are deep in the city, although they didn't say anything, their expressions became extremely embarrassing!

They made up their minds, if this Zhao Yifan couldn't say anything today, he must make him pay for his outrageous words!
"If we're worthless, what are you?"

Director Fan stood up and said to Zhao Yifan with a sneer, "Mr. Zhao, do you know what degree I have?"

Zhao Yifan glanced at him, and said lightly, "Oh, what degree do you have?"

"I am a graduate of the Royal Latin Academy of Medicine."

Director Fan said proudly: "What about you? What school did you graduate from? Tell us to let us know, so that we can also know that a person who graduated from a medical school will not be a 'loofer'!"

"The Latin Royal Academy of Medicine is ranked among the top three best medical schools in the world."

"This Teacher Zhao is going to be slapped in the face!"

When the others heard Director Fan's words, they immediately regained their spirits and looked at Zhao Yifan with playful eyes, waiting for a good show.

"Royal Academy of Medicine of the Latin Kingdom?"

Zhao Yifan glanced at the arrogant Director Fan, and said lightly: "So what? Your Western medicine is just a little more reading, seven or eight years of study, a few exams, and a few certificates. , so what?"

"That's right, our western medicine just got a few more certificates."

Director Fan snorted, and said disdainfully: "Mr. Zhao, please don't change the subject. Since you look down on us Western doctors with certificates so much, then I would like to ask you. Excuse me, what certificates do you have to prove yourself? "

Seeing the two facing each other tit for tat, many students in the classroom began to feel a little worried.

indeed.

Although they don't know what kind of high-achieving student Zhao Yifan graduated from a medical school, Director Fan graduated from the Royal Academy of Medicine of the Latin Country. This medical school is well-known in the world. , Even if it is the best Chinese medicine school in China, the Kyoto City School of Chinese Medicine is not qualified.

As soon as Zhao Yifan opened his mouth just now, he talked so full and unceremoniously, saying that the authoritative professors present today are all idiots, but now if Zhao Yifan can't come up with a Chinese medicine school that is comparable to the graduation certificate of the Royal Academy of Medicine in Latin America, then Obviously, he was severely slapped in the face on the spot!

"I don't have any credentials to prove myself."

Zhao Yifan smiled lightly and said, "Besides, I don't need to prove it, because in terms of medical skills, I must be a hundred times better than you, a talented student from the Latin Royal Academy of Medicine."

"A hundred times stronger than me?"

When Director Fan heard this, he looked up to the sky and laughed, and said sarcastically, "Oh, Mr. Zhao, that's really disrespectful. Why haven't I heard that there is such a famous doctor as Mr. Zhao in Qingzhou City?"

The others also had mocking looks on their faces.

After all, the medical field is not big, and almost everyone present has heard of doctors who are a little bit famous.

Zhao Yifan smiled faintly, ignored Director Fan's sneer, and said, "Do you know why I said that my medical skills are a hundred times better than yours?"

Director Fan put his arms around his arms, smiled coldly, and said, "Because you're a good braggart."

Dean He, Yuan Bo and others couldn't help laughing when they heard Director Fan's words.

What's more, he deliberately laughed out loud to ridicule Zhao Yifan.

"Let me put it this way."

Facing these laughters, Zhao Yifan remained unmoved, and said lightly: "You Western doctors actually don't know how to see a doctor at all. If you say you can see a doctor, then you can see a third of them at most. The rest are those scientists who invented Thanks to the family."

"Oh?"

Director Fan was a little surprised, and immediately felt more and more ridiculous, and said coldly: "Mr. Zhao, according to what you said, then we doctors are not as good as those scientists? Such a ridiculous theory! If those scientists can see a doctor, then why do they come to our doctor when they are sick? Why don’t they see a doctor by themselves? Ha ha!”

Zhao Yifan said lightly: "In my opinion, you Western doctors are indeed inferior to those inventors and scientists. To give you the simplest example, if your hospital does not have various instruments invented by those scientists, such as CT, ECG Detectors, blood test instruments, etc., can you western doctors diagnose the patient's condition?"

Director Fan was stunned when he heard the words, speechless.

Including even Dean He and others, when they heard Zhao Yifan's words, they were all speechless as if they had been tapped on the dumb acupoint all of a sudden.

"Next, I'm going to talk about how your Western doctors treat patients."

Zhao Yifan then said indifferently: "The first step when you see a doctor in western medicine is to register. After the patient pays the registration fee, he arrives at your office and asks you, doctor, what's wrong with me? The reaction of you western doctors is to ask Patient, why are you uncomfortable? After the patient has finished describing his condition, you doctors will say, well, I will order some laboratory tests for you, and you go to do blood test, urine test, CT, and electrocardiogram, and then send After the test results come back, I will give you a diagnosis."

Hearing this, the entire auditorium was suddenly silent, and it was very quiet.

Zhao Yifan paused for a moment, and continued: "The patient wandered around in the hospital for a long time, doing various examinations in turn. During this period, all the instruments and operators were busy. After the examination results came out, the patient Go back to the office with the test report, you authoritative experts and professors, pick up the test report and read it, and tell the patient, um, how is your heart, how is your lung, what is your blood? The value is low, and then, according to your western medical skills, what kind of medicine should be used to treat a certain disease, and even how to take this medicine, is clearly written on the medicine box. In vain, you just need to say one thing, go home and take medicine on time, and come back to the hospital for a follow-up checkup after a while to see how it is. I would like to ask this expert professor, the diagnosis and treatment process of you authoritative experts is like this. Are you right?"

(End of this chapter)