Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 72 Persuasion
"Sir, maybe you didn't take it to heart, but for me, it really makes me restless."

Tang Yuntao felt ashamed.

"That's it, Yuntao."

Zhao Yifan shook his head, and said, "That's it, okay, I'm here for a patient, hang up." He hung up the phone, otherwise, Tang Yuntao didn't know how long Tang Yuntao would have to apologize.

Unexpectedly, after a while, Tang Yuntao came to the clinic in a car.

"I'm sorry, sir."

As soon as he entered the door, Tang Yuntao bowed in shame and said, "I was too reckless."

"Yuntao."

Zhao Yifan really had nothing to do with him, and said with a wry smile, "Can you stop doing this? It was just a trivial matter, and you insisted on making such a big fuss, calling and coming to the door to apologize."

"gentlemen……"

Just as Tang Yuntao opened his mouth, Zhao Yifan interrupted him with a wave of his hand, and said with a straight face, "Yuntao, it's all right, let's call it a day."

Seeing that Zhao Yifan was a little unhappy, Tang Yuntao didn't dare to continue talking.

"Doctor Zhao, I've finished the medicine you prescribed for me last time, and I feel much better."

A middle-aged man came in and said politely: "Didn't you say that you have to take two courses of treatment? I came here to get the medicine today." Then, he handed the prescription to Zhao Yifan.

Zhao Yifan had an impression of this middle-aged man, glanced at the prescription, nodded and said, "Okay, I see, come over at five o'clock in the afternoon, the medicine will be almost ready."

"Okay, thank you Doctor Zhao."

The middle-aged man left happily.

"Sir, let me do such a small matter as picking up medicine."

Tang Yuntao saw that Zhao Yifan was going to get up to grab the medicine, so he hurriedly picked up the prescription, came to the medicine cabinet, and weighed the medicine according to the prescription.

Zhao Yifan didn't back down either, and said, "Yuntao, aren't you going back to the hospital?"

"Rest this afternoon."

Tang Yuntao explained: "Anyway, there is nothing to do, I will stay here with you, give you a hand, and learn something by the way."

Zhao Yifan couldn't help but shook his head and said, "Most of the patients who come to my clinic are ordinary patients. If you stay here, besides wasting time, what can you learn?"

"gentlemen."

Tang Yuntao stopped grabbing the medicine, and said hesitantly: "There is a saying, I don't know if I should say it or not."

"Just say what you want."

Zhao Yifan was a little helpless, he had already told Tang Yuntao that there should not be so many red tapes, but Tang Yuntao always nodded in agreement every time, and when he turned around, he threw it on the back of his head.

"Relying on your medical skills, treating patients and treating patients in the clinic is really a pearl covered in dust, and you are overqualified."

Tang Yuntao said cautiously: "If you don't dislike it, I would like to invite you to come to the affiliated hospital of our Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital for a consultation. Do you think it's okay?"

In fact, Tang Yuntao had already had such an idea in his heart, but he never had the chance.

In his opinion, Zhao Yifan's medical skills are only in the clinic every day to treat some minor ailments such as cold and fever, which is really a huge loss to the Chinese medicine community.

Zhao Yifan thought about it, and said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "Let's forget it, if I really go to your hospital for consultation, then the doctors in your hospital will probably be laid off and unemployed."

Tang Yuntao pondered for a while before he understood the meaning of Zhao Yifan's words. Indeed, with Zhao Yifan's medical skills, any difficult and miscellaneous diseases in his hands would be cured by medicine. his number.

So what about other doctors?
"Sir, otherwise."

After thinking about it, Tang Yuntao changed his mind and said, "You come to our School of Traditional Chinese Medicine to be the vice president? Do you think it's okay?"

"associate dean?"

Zhao Yifan was stunned.What the hell is this?

"Sir, in fact, I also know that with your medical skills, letting you be the vice president must have wronged you."

However, Tang Yuntao mistakenly thought that he was a little dissatisfied with Zhao Yifan as the vice president. It can only be done with the consent of senior officials in charge of science and education, I have no objections and am willing to give up this position..."

"Stop, stop."

Zhao Yifan interrupted him with a frown, and said in a puzzled way, "Why are you getting further and further away? Yuntao, I don't seem to have agreed to go to your medical school?"

Tang Yuntao was taken aback for a moment, and after thinking about it for a while, he was immediately ashamed. Indeed, Zhao Yifan didn't say anything from the beginning to the end, and he misunderstood.

"Yuntao, something is wrong with you today."

Zhao Yifan looked at him and said, "You want me to go to your school and hospital so much? What are your thoughts?"

"Sir, I'm telling the truth, don't be angry."

Tang Yuntao carefully organized his words and said, "You can cure Li Yunfei's illness, right?"

Zhao Yifan nodded. There was nothing to hide. In fact, as long as he wanted to, Li Yunfei could stand up in minutes.

"Sir, I actually guessed it before."

Tang Yuntao said with emotion: "I have known for a long time that your medical skills are beyond my imagination. A genius doctor like you is a treasure in the Chinese medicine field in our country. It is a shame to just stay in a small clinic like this." What a loss for the entire Chinese medicine community."

"In recent years, with the rapid development of western medicine, its influence has become greater and greater, while our traditional Chinese medicine culture has been squeezed into a smaller and smaller living space. In my spare time, I have been thinking about This question, why did it become like this?"

"In the final analysis, it is caused by the decline of traditional Chinese medicine. Let's take cerebral hemorrhage as an example. The first reaction of people nowadays is to go to the hospital for surgery, but the risk of surgery in Western medicine is also high, and postoperative recovery is also easy to leave behind. For the sequelae, you have to endure the pain of surgery. As for Chinese medicine, it has been reduced to the point where the patient will only think of coming to Chinese medicine to see if it can be effective after the Western medicine can’t cure it.”

As Tang Yuntao said, he was filled with emotion, "How many years of Chinese medicine in our country has a history from ancient times to the present? Our Yellow Emperor's Canon of Internal Medicine and Qianjin Yaofang were born many years earlier than Western medicine's Pharmacopoeia, but in just a few short decades Within a year, it was overtaken by western medicine, and it was so bad that I couldn’t even see its shadow.”

"Is this the progress of Western medicine, or the regression of our Chinese medicine?"

Zhao Yifan nodded involuntarily.

Tang Yuntao's remarks made him feel a little empathetic.

Because, on the way of practice, the same is the case.In the past, there was no industrial pollution, the heavens and the earth were full of aura, and exotic flowers and plants were endless. That was the golden age that Master often cherishes.

And just after countries around the world rushed to enter the industrial revolution, the environment was destroyed, the aura of heaven and earth disappeared rapidly, and thermal weapons appeared. An ordinary person with a pistol can easily kill a practitioner in the realm of refining qi.

Under such circumstances, not to mention some young practitioners, even some aristocratic families with hundreds of years of history have begun to give up their practice.

The reason is very simple. Many practitioners spend a lot of money to practice for more than ten years, or even decades. To put it bluntly, they just want to make themselves stronger than others. In the hands of ordinary people, it can easily kill you.

Then who would be stupid and continue to practice?

Similarly, the rapid rise of western medicine and the decline of traditional Chinese medicine are also the same.

A doctor who graduated from a Western medical school can practice treatment after a few months of practice. After checking with various instruments to confirm the condition, the patient can take the medicine on time according to the doctor's advice.

However, students in traditional Chinese medicine hospitals often have to practice for one or two years, or even several years, before they can sit in the clinic and see a doctor independently. Moreover, even if they sit in the clinic, they still have to face a problem-will the patients believe you when they see you are young?

In addition, the taste of traditional Chinese medicine soup is not something everyone can bear, and the effect is slow. Many patients will only choose Chinese medicine when they have no other choice.

And if it is a sudden or serious illness, the patient will not choose traditional Chinese medicine known as "slow doctor".

Under the constraints and influence of various factors, the decline of Chinese medicine seems to be a matter of course.

However, Zhao Yifan knew very well that if you look at it purely from the perspective of medical skills, regardless of Chinese and Western medicine, if it can cure a patient's disease, it is a good medical skill. All have been lost in the long river of time.

The earliest medical skills, to put it bluntly, are actually a kind of Taoism, using pills and spells to help patients get rid of pain and cure illnesses. , if the disciples under the sect are talented and qualified, the inheritance will not be lost.

If one generation of disciples is not as good as the next generation, in the end, the inheritance of Taoism and dharma left over will already be less than one in ten.

"gentlemen."

Seeing Zhao Yifan pondering and not speaking for a long time, Tang Yuntao decided to strike while the iron was hot, and continued to persuade: "Now our Chinese medicine field has begun to vigorously advocate, protect, promote, and expand Chinese medicine culture. If you don't pass it on to your daughter, you should cherish it with your broom, and in a few decades, the word Chinese medicine may only be seen in the dictionary!"

Zhao Yifan nodded and said in agreement: "You are right. The times are advancing, and our ideas must follow the times."

Hearing his words, Tang Yuntao was immediately overjoyed and dizzy with joy, "Sir, what do you mean, you agreed to be the vice president of the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine?"

"As the vice president?"

Zhao Yifan couldn't laugh or cry, pointed to himself, and asked, "Do you think there is such a young vice president?"

"There is no priority in learning, and the master is the teacher."

Tang Yuntao said disapprovingly: "With your medical skills, let alone the vice president, you are even qualified to be the president of the Jiangnan Provincial Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine!"

(End of this chapter)