Seeing Zhang Weidong take out the silver needle, Director Fang's eyes immediately lit up. He stared at the four silver needles in Zhang Weidong's hand, wanting to see how he performed the needle.
However, Director Fang was disappointed. There was nothing fancy about Zhang Weidong's needle injection. If there was one characteristic, it was that the needle injection was extremely fast and stable. It was done in one go, without any stagnation or hesitation.
After the needle went down, Zhang Weidong's fingers did not leave Yin Cen, but pinched the silver mane with two fingers and turned it gently. As the silver needle turned, a white light shone faintly.
Director Fang's eyes suddenly opened wide and stared blankly. He is also an old Chinese medicine practitioner. He has seen many people perform moxibustion in his life. He also knows acupuncture, but he has never seen anyone perform acupuncture.
The mane will then emit white light.
The main killer of Geng Jin, Zhang Weidong was injured by using a silver needle to inject Geng Jin's Qi into Dean Lu's stomach. The white light was the light of Geng Jin's spiritual energy. If anyone could see through at this time, he would definitely be able to find the four silver cracks.
The position was mapped out to surround the tumor, and the four Gengjin Qi shot out from the silver to form an encirclement and kill the tumor cells.
When Director Fang came back to his senses and wanted to take another closer look, the white light had disappeared. But the strange scene was deeply imprinted in Director Fang's mind. At this time, the words Zhang Weidong said before suddenly rang in his mind.
A sentence passed.
"With this method, if you don't have enough skills to learn massage techniques, it will only have a temporary relief effect."
At that time, he could not deeply understand this sentence. He only thought that Zhang Weidong had integrated Qigong into medical skills. Now that he looked back and thought about it carefully, he truly realized that the sentence "The skill is not up to a certain level..." is what it meant.
The main point of the sentence.
With this speculation in mind, Director Fang's eyes changed again when he looked at Zhang Weidong. At first, he was filled with admiration and admiration, but now he also has a hint of awe for the unknown.
How can a person who can make a silver needle emit white light be an ordinary person!
Geng Jin was the master of the killing. Within a few moments, all the tumor cells in Dean Lu's stomach were wiped out. It was much cleaner and cleaner than cutting off the cancer directly with a knife.
A faint confident smile appeared at the corner of Zhang Weidong's mouth, and with a flick of his hand, he put the four silver needles away into the wooden box.
"Fortunately, Director Lu's tumor is benign. I can also use acupuncture to help you treat it. If it's malignant, I'm afraid the only option is surgery. It's fine now. Dean Lu will do it again in a few days."
Let’s have a gastroscopy, I think there should be no problem.” Zhang Weidong said as he put the wooden box into his shoulder bag.
Of course, Dean Lu didn't know that what Zhang Weidong was actually telling was not true. In fact, he could kill even malignant tumors with Gengjin Qi. However, Zhang Weidong felt that some of the things he did today were too shocking, and he would still do it when the time was right.
Be restrained, that’s why I say this specifically.
However, despite this, Dean Lu still expressed admiration and said: "I absolutely trust Dr. Zhang's medical skills. Why do I need to go for a gastroscopy?"
Zhang Weidong smiled and said nothing. He knew that Dean Lu was just talking. In the end, he would definitely go for a gastroscopy. This is not a question of whether he can believe it or not, but whether he has this disease or not.
When the final inspection report came out, he could never let go of his hanging heart.
Seeing Zhang Weidong smiling, Dean Lu's face couldn't help but turn a little red. Apparently he also realized this.
"Okay, my mission has been completed and I have to say goodbye." Zhang Weidong said after putting the wooden box into his shoulder bag.
"Doctor Zhang is not in a hurry, not in a hurry. No matter what, you have to let me express my feelings tonight, otherwise I, Huali, will be really sorry." Dean Lu said hurriedly when he saw that Zhang Weidong wanted to leave.
"Yes, yes, Doctor Zhang, I am not going back to Yanjing today. I want to stay and toast you with a few drinks. You have to give me this face no matter what." Director Fang said.
Director Fang is a member of the National Health Commission and is an old Chinese medicine practitioner who has the opportunity to get in touch with the country's leaders. Even Secretary Duan Wei wants to give him some face. Normally, others only fawn over him, but now he has crossed the line.
If Zhang Weidong hadn't been an elder, Tan Yongqian would have rushed to agree.
Zhang Weidong was not a person who was good at saying no. He looked at Director Fang and then at Dean Lu. Seeing their sincere expressions of shock, he had no choice but to nod in agreement.
Seeing that Zhang Weidong agreed, Dean Lu and Director Fang were naturally very happy. However, it was still early for dinner, so the four of them sat in the Dean's office and chatted casually.
After chatting for a few words, Dean Lu stopped talking and said: "Dr. Zhang, I sent you an invitation this morning. Although the words were a bit arrogant, they were sincere. Afterwards, I thought about it carefully for a long time. You
Let’s see if this works. Our hospital will hire you as a visiting doctor in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine. You only need to take time to go to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine and sit in the clinic for half a day and one day every month.”
At this point, President Lu sighed and said: The Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine has not been able to develop in our hospital... This is certainly related to the general environment, but it is also related to my lack of attention as the director. Dr. Zhang taught me a magical lesson today.
And the Chinese medicine class is lively, so I really hope you can come to the Department of Chinese Medicine as a visiting doctor."
Zhang Weidong now also knows how to be obedient. As soon as Dean Lu's sigh came out, Zhang Weidong immediately understood the real intention of Dean Lu. It is not the key whether he goes to the clinic or not. He is the only one who works one and a half days a month. He is exhausted.
How many patients can we see, and how much revenue can it bring to the hospital? The main intention is to use Zhang Weidong to drive the development of the entire Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of the Provincial People's Hospital. To put it bluntly, I just want to hire a teacher for the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
Come and teach them from time to time.
Zhang Weidong's ambition is not to be a doctor. Moreover, if he does become a doctor, and then publicizes it, with his medical skills, patients from all over the world will probably flock to him, and he will not be exhausted by then. And even if
Zhang Weidong is so great that he is willing to work himself to death, but one person's power is still limited after all. How many people can he save? Dean Lu's words pointed out to Zhang Weidong a way to save lives and heal the wounded without changing his career as a doctor, and that is to use the ancient Chinese medicine
Medical skills spread. Although those people can only learn superficial skills because they have not practiced the Great Chaos Five Elements Kung Fu, and they will never have the same miraculous medical skills as him, but as long as they get deeper, they will definitely make Chinese medical skills shine.
Revitalize Chinese medical skills!
"Since Dean Lu invites you so sincerely, I will agree. But I like to be quiet and leisurely, so you should not publicize my affairs in the hospital. I will go to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department when I have time.
If they are willing to learn from me, they can also learn from me." Zhang Weidong said with a smile.
Zhang Weimo's words hit the mark in Director Lu's mind. Director Lu couldn't help but be overjoyed and said with excitement on his face: "Thank you Dr. Zhang, thank you Dr. Zhang." Director Fang saw that Director Lu invited Zhang Weidong, the great god, to the Provincial People's Hospital
, couldn't help but look envious, rolled his eyes in a circle, raised his old face shyly, cupped his hands towards Zhang Weidong and said: "Dr. Zhang, I also have a merciless request." Zhang Weidong stopped talking as soon as he heard it. He can't even practice law now.
I haven't even obtained the doctor's qualification certificate. I am already a member of the medical expert team scheduled by the Provincial Department of Health, and now I am a visiting doctor at the Provincial People's Hospital. I don't know what requirements Director Fang will make this time.
But the headache was gone. Zhang Weidong still said modestly: "Director Fang, please tell me if you have anything to say. You don't have to be so polite." "Then let me tell you directly. I want to hire Dr. Zhang as a visiting professor on behalf of Yanjing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine. I don't know.
What does the doctor think?" Director Fang said.
Although visiting professor is mainly an honorary title and does not necessarily require a professorial title, Zhang Weidong was stunned on the spot after hearing Director Fang's words. Unexpectedly, he was only a lecturer in his profession and field, but in medicine
But someone has already invited me to be a professor in the university and to give lectures.
"In addition to being a member of the National Health Commission, Director Fang is also the dean of the School of Pharmacy at Yanjing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine. The current president of Yanjing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine is a student of Director Fang." Dean Lu saw Zhang Weidong in a daze and hurriedly explained to the side.
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In fact, even if Dean Lu did not explain, how could Zhang Weidong not understand that since Director Fang dared to issue this invitation on behalf of Yanjing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, he must have a great say in Yanjing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine. However, Yanjing is at the feet of the emperor, with high officials and nobles.
Once you set foot there, Zhang Weidong's medical skills would probably make him unable to live a quiet and leisurely life in the future. So Zhang Weidong came to his senses and immediately waved his hand and said, "Director Fang, thank you for your kindness, but I like to be quiet."
I am a leisurely person, so please forgive me for not agreeing to your invitation." Director Fang did not show any surprise when he heard this. He had obviously guessed that Zhang Weidong would refuse. Otherwise, with his medical skills, why would he still be in the medical community today?
Obscurity.
"I respect Dr. Zhang's choice." Director Fang sighed deeply, and then said with regret.
At ten o'clock in the evening, Zhang Weidong finally returned to school in a bus run by the Wuzhou Municipal Party Committee. When he was at the school gate, Zhang Weidong insisted on getting off the bus.
Walking alone on the campus tree-lined avenue, breathing in the fresh air of the campus, and passing by students full of youthful atmosphere from time to time, Zhang Weidong felt that his whole body relaxed and his heart completely calmed down, as if he had finally returned to his hometown.
The paradise he longed for.
No matter how wonderful the outside world is, no matter how glorious the life outside is, it suddenly pales in comparison with the peaceful and fulfilling life on campus.
"This is the life I want!" When Zhang Weidong passed the teaching building carrying a shoulder bag and watched students coming out of the evening self-study classroom in groups, Zhang Weidong couldn't help but whisper softly.
Contrary to Zhang Weidong's relaxed and calm mood at this time, Chu Yongqian was in a state of excitement and excitement. As soon as Zhang Weidong got out of the car, despite his steady character, Chu Chao could not help but immediately take out his mobile phone and give it to Chu Chao
Hui dialed the number.!
This chapter has been completed!