Chapter 911 I heard that they look down on traditional Chinese medicine
Chapter 911 I heard they look down on Chinese medicine
I feel that Qiao Nian is in deep water at such a young age.
He was over seventy years old and had seen this unfathomable feeling in two people - one Qiao Nian, and the other... who was also inextricably related to Qiao Nian.
Ye Wangchuan.
Ye Wangchuan also has this kind of calm character, everything seems to be out of his sight, but looking at the capital, who dares to say that he can offend this Mr. Wang.
At his age, he can stand at the top of the pyramid of fame and fortune in Beijing, leaving the older generation behind. How many people can there be?
So when a person like this tells you in a flat tone that he wants to see the world, it feels like... Nie Mi felt like he had eaten a bowl of hot and sour beef noodles, with a bit of mixed flavors that he couldn't taste.
"Is that why you went to participate?" Although Nie Mi didn't know how sure she was, he also knew that Qiao Nian was not an ordinary person, but in his heart, Qiao Nian was his student and the junior he cared about: "...what if you
If you can’t get good grades, you won’t be able to prove anything to Chinese medicine practitioners.”
Just like the national musical instrument, he never let everyone know that the intangible cultural heritage of the harp was still being passed down throughout his life.
But look at the people who are looking for him in Beijing, who really want to learn the konghou skills from him? They come to him one by one playing the violin or the piano and ask him for advice. They just want to use his name to gild themselves.
,How many people really love music and national musical instruments?
This is why he would rather not accept one of them than give in!
Over the years, he has met a Qiao Nian who really likes folk music, understands the konghou, and understands what he is obsessed with.
Chase the light.
Isn't it his lifelong idea to spread a light from home to abroad, so that everyone can see the quintessence of our country!
It's not what those people who read ABCD and talk about Jevsky call it.
Our culture is much earlier than the violin and piano they tout!
What they play with are the leftover things our ancestors played with!
The same goes for medicine!
Qiao Nian logged into the alliance software on her laptop with one hand, and spoke to him in a low voice: "...Isn't there still a week left? I will retreat this week, read more books, and then search the Internet to find out.
What kind of competition is it? Try to come back with a better result."
"..."
Going into a competition with someone who has studied hard for several years, or even more than ten years, in one week, Nie Mi really doesn't think there is much chance of winning.
He thought of what he was worried about and felt heavy in his heart. He stopped trying to persuade Qiao Nian not to attend. He was silent for a while and said.
"If you want to participate, just go. They really can't find anyone in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine except you. If you don't go, Chinese medicine practitioners will be ridiculed by people on the Internet. If you go, at least no one will say that the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine won't go.
Dare to go..."
He didn't say, "Be the last one after you go." The effect of coming back would be the same as if you didn't go.
It's just that those ignorant people on the Internet will focus their criticism of Chinese medicine on Qiao Nian personally. They will definitely dig out her test results again and laugh at her for not studying in a good clinical department and going to find a shabby major...
Nie Mi suppressed these worries in his heart, adjusted his mood, and asked her: "Has the competition venue been decided? Where is it? I will go and cheer you up later."
"I don't know, you haven't told me yet." Qiao Nian's eyes fell on the computer screen, and the slim waist control sent her a message.