Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 614 Please go out

Director Fan's body shook, his jaw shattered, he looked at Zhao Yifan as if he had seen a ghost, and stammered incoherently, "You, you, how did you know?"

"hiss……"

In an instant, there was a sound of orderly gasps in the lecture hall.

Everyone was stunned and dumbfounded.

Not to mention these students, even the authoritative experts and professors from hospitals from other schools have never heard of such miraculous medical skills!

Even the injury suffered a year ago can be recovered by feeling the pulse?
You know, even if you take an X-ray for this kind of thing, at most you can see that you have been injured, but when you were injured, it is impossible to speculate at all!
Moreover, Director Fan deliberately dug a hole for Zhao Yifan just now. He told Zhao Yifan that it was half a year ago, but in fact, he was injured a year ago.

"Didn't I tell you before?"

Zhao Yifan said indifferently: "It's just to feel the pulse."

Director Fan shook his head repeatedly, took a step back, and subconsciously said, "Impossible...how can Chinese medicine be so powerful?" Indeed, in his opinion, Chinese medicine and backwardness are equated.

But Zhao Yifan just took a few glances at Yuan Bo before telling him about his condition. Then, he took Director Fan's pulse and told him exactly what injuries he had suffered, including where he was injured, when he was injured, and the current situation. The situation is very clear.

This kind of doctor, this kind of medical skill, everyone present has probably seen it before?
"Director Fan, come down!"

Dean He in the audience couldn't sit still, and with a sullen face, he scolded.

It's already at this time, this Director Fan is still not sensible, so he hurried back, and he is still questioning this Teacher Zhao?

Dean He even wondered if Director Fan was stupid in reading?
indeed.

The medical skills shown by Zhao Yifan are really unbelievable and unbelievable, but under the watchful eyes of everyone, he did clearly tell the situation of Director Fan and Yuan Bo, without a single mistake .

Under such circumstances, Director Fan still questioned, what is the difference between this kind of behavior and a fool?
"Dean He, I..."

Director Fan was taken aback when he heard Dean He's words, but before he finished speaking, he saw Dean He frowning, interrupted him politely, and said, "That's enough, Director Fan, hurry up and give me a hand." Come down!"

Upon hearing this, Director Fan had no choice but to walk down in despair.

"Mr. Zhao, I'm sorry."

Dean He turned his head and smiled at Zhao Yifan on the podium, "It's all my fault for not being strict with my subordinates."

Zhao Yifan waved his hand, glanced at everyone, and said calmly: "Now there are still people who suspect that Chinese medicine's diagnosis method of 'looking, smelling, asking, and feeling' can't diagnose the disease?"

clap clap.

An expert in western medicine from another school raised his hands and applauded first, and then everyone clapped their hands vigorously.

I have to say that everyone admired Zhao Yifan's move just now.

"No wonder Mr. Feng respects Mr. Zhao."

"Although Mr. Zhao is young, his medical skills are really admirable."

"I really want to hear what Teacher Zhao will say next."

Everyone applauded and discussed at the same time. After Zhao Yifan showed his medical skills, everyone changed from disdain and contempt to anticipation and excitement.

The applause was like thunder, and it lasted for several minutes before it slowly quieted down.

"thank you all."

Zhao Yifan waved his hand and said, "Next, I'm sorry everyone, I'll repeat what I said before. Western medicine is different from traditional Chinese medicine. All the experts and professors of western medicine present here, I hope you can vacate your seats and let us still be in the classroom. Students standing outside, I'm really sorry."

Dean He and the others looked at each other face to face, each of them was dawdling, and no one was willing to leave.

At first, when they heard Zhao Yifan "invite" them out, almost everyone was surprised and angry, thinking that Zhao Yifan was too arrogant-in the eyes of Dean He and others, today's keynote speaker changed from Feng Lao to He has become a little-known Zhao Yifan, and everyone here did not leave on the spot, so they have already given Zhao Yifan a lot of face.

However, the mood of Dean He and others has now turned into admiration - no one wants to leave.

"Zhao."

Dean He coughed and said with a sneer, "We all want to hear from you... You are right. Compared with traditional Chinese medicine, our Western medicine does rely too much on those medical instruments."

"Excuse me."

Zhao Yifan nodded and said: "Actually, if it were normal, I would welcome everyone to listen to my lectures, but this time there are many colleagues from the Kyoto City College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and what I talk about is all about Chinese medicine. On the one hand, it is not suitable for your Western medicine, and I will leave the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine in a while, so there is not much time left, sorry." He smiled at Dean He and others.

"So it is."

Dean He nodded, and glanced at Director Fan and Yuan Bo beside him, "Director Yuan, why don't you go back with Director Fan first, and I'll stay and listen to Teacher Zhao's lecture?"

Yuan Bo was also unwilling to leave, but there was no other way. Tang Yuntao had said before that there was only one vacancy in their hospital. Now, since Dean He wanted to stay, he had no choice but to leave.

After Yuan Bo and others left, many seats became vacant in the classroom, and the students outside the lecture theater came in one after another.

After waiting for everyone to sit down, Zhao Yifan coughed lightly and started the lecture: "...Hello everyone, what I am going to talk about today is the basic theory of Chinese medicine. Basic knowledge, when we see patients in the future, there will be misdiagnosis..."

Elder Feng, Tang Yuntao and the others listened carefully, while carefully recording in their open notebooks.

Zhao Jiaqiang and others naturally did not dare to neglect.

As a matter of fact, Zhao Yifan did not hide his secrets this time. The Dan Fu Sect started his career with medicine, and all his disciples were masters of medicine. Especially after Zhao Yifan reached the realm of Yin and Yang, his comprehension of medical skills became more and more profound.

He talked eloquently, from the understanding of the human body in traditional Chinese medicine, alluding to the laws of all things in the world, all in an extremely easy-to-understand language.

The crowd listened in fascination.

Especially Feng Lao and Tang Yuntao.

Among the people in the current classroom, the two of them have the highest attainments in Chinese medicine, except for Zhao Yifan.

So comprehend more.

Before I knew it, a few hours passed.

Zhao Yifan checked that the time was almost up, stopped, and said with a smile: "...Okay, let's stop here for the time being, everyone should have lunch."

"It's wonderful."

"Yeah, it feels like time flies by too fast."

"I feel like I haven't listened to it yet, but it's been four hours?"

Everyone looked at the time, and they all said that the time passed too fast.

"Mr. Zhao, are you still giving lectures this afternoon?"

A student raised his hand and looked at Zhao Yifan expectantly.

Zhao Yifan thought for a while, nodded, and said, "I'll continue talking in the afternoon." He considered that Mr. Feng and the others couldn't stay here for too long, and estimated that it would only be three to five days, so Zhao Yifan decided to talk more. .

This can be regarded as Zhao Yifan's contribution to the current domestic Chinese medicine field.

"Great!"

The student was overjoyed immediately, and then he picked up his notebook and ran outside.

Some clever students also came to their senses—since Mr. Zhao continued to talk in the afternoon, let's go to the cafeteria to have a meal first, and then come back to occupy a seat.

A group of students rushed out of the classroom.

"Professor Zhao."

Holding the notebook, Mr. Feng walked up to Zhao Yifan, and said with admiration, "What you said was really good. To tell you the truth, after I finished listening to you just now, I realized that I was compiling the basic theory of traditional Chinese medicine. There are so many things that are missing.”

Zhao Yifan waved his hands with a smile, and said, "Okay, let's hurry up and go to dinner, then take a break at noon, and continue talking in the afternoon."

"Well, you're right."

Feng Lao nodded.

At this time, a Chinese medicine teacher from the Kyoto City College of Traditional Chinese Medicine walked over quickly with a notebook in hand, and said respectfully, "Mr. Zhao, I have a question I want to ask you."

"Okay, you can ask."

Zhao Yifan nodded.

"Which Chinese medicine college did you graduate from?"

The Chinese medicine teacher looked at him with admiration.

"Hehe, I learned the medical skills from my master and his old man."

Zhao Yifan smiled slightly when he heard the words, and said, "I have never been to a Chinese medicine school."

"So it is."

The Chinese medicine teacher suddenly realized, nodded, and said: "I have been thinking just now, which school of Chinese medicine in our country, which teacher can teach students like you, but I have thought about it, but I have not thought of it. "

Zhao Yifan waved his hand and said, "You are too polite, teacher."

While chatting, everyone walked towards the school cafeteria.

After entering the school cafeteria, many students saw Zhao Yifan and immediately stood up spontaneously to make room for them.

"He is Professor Zhao?"

"Yes, he is the youngest and most powerful professor in our school."

"After Mr. Feng came to power today, in front of many people, he praised Professor Zhao's medical skills better than him."

"In the class I took in the lecture theater today, the medical skills shown by Professor Zhao are really amazing."

"Oh? Come on, let me hear."

The cafeteria was chaotic. For the students, there was nothing more attractive than the "confrontation" between Zhao Yifan and Director Fan this morning.

For a long time, the students of the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine have been unconsciously unable to hold their heads up in front of Western medicine.

But Zhao Yifan reprimanded those Western doctors today as "rice buckets" who can only eat but not cure diseases, which really gave these students a bad breath and made them feel elated.

What is so good about your western medicine?Don't you ultimately rely on various medical instruments to see a doctor?

(End of this chapter)