The young man smiled and began to give some simple knowledge to the people around him.
"Western medicine first entered China in the 37th year of Wanli in the Ming Dynasty, 1609 AD."
"A Western missionary, Long Huamin, came to the capital and together with Luo Yagu and Deng Yuhan, translated a copy of Ding Fang's surgical "Human Body Diagram".
"This is the earliest record of Western medicine entering China and disseminating advanced medicine, which has been around for more than 400 years."
"What we generally call Western medicine actually refers to modern and modern medicine."
"After the Renaissance, Western medicine began to transform from empirical medicine to experimental medicine."
"In 1543, Vesalius published "On the Structure of the Human Body" and established human anatomy, which marked the beginning of a new journey in medicine."
"But looking at traditional Chinese medicine, which has been developed for thousands of years, it still has to talk about experience and the mysterious theory of yin and yang and the five elements."
When the onlookers heard the young man's introduction, many of them had a very superficial understanding.
Qin Fan did not interrupt the other party's narration.
After the other party finished speaking fluently, he smiled.
"Oh, so that's it. It's indeed very old, with hundreds of years of history." Qin Fan said.
Wang Baoguo and the young man both looked at each other.
They knew very well that it was impossible for Qin Fan not to know.
However, since Qin Fan wants to pretend, they might as well cooperate.
The young man took the opportunity to sarcastically say, "You don't even know such superficial knowledge. You are really backward."
Qin Fan ignored him.
Instead, he continued to ask: "Mr. Wang, where is your ancestral home?"
Qin Fan suddenly asked an irrelevant question.
Wang Baoguo was startled. He didn't know what Qin Fan meant, but he still answered arrogantly.
"Jiangnan Province."
"What about you?" Qin Fan asked the young man.
"I am Donghai Province."
"Oh, so your ancestors have been from Jiangnan Province and Donghai Province for generations?"
"Not bad! Needless to say," the young man said.
Wang Baoguo did not say anything, but also acquiesced.
Qin Fan smiled.
"How did your ancestors prevent and treat diseases before Western medicine was introduced to China?"
Well, Wang Baoguo and the young man's faces froze.
I don't know how to answer Qin Fan's question.
They said it was Western medicine, but Western medicine had not yet been introduced to China at that time. They said it was Chinese medicine, but they were clearly against Chinese medicine.
This is really easy to say and very confusing to answer.
"Hey, you don't know such superficial common sense. Don't you have no ancestors? They jumped out of stones?"
Suddenly, everyone around burst into laughter.
"You..." Wang Baoguo was so angry that he couldn't speak.
Only then did he wake up and was led into the pit by Qin Fan without knowing it.
Qin Fan was sarcastic about them.
"Huh, what a strong argument!" The middle-aged man wearing glasses on the other side snorted angrily.
"What do you call this gentleman?" Qin Fan glanced at him.
"He is Professor Conanda from Haizhou University of Western Medicine." said the young man next to him.
"How disrespectful. It turns out he is a professor and a senior intellectual." Qin Fan cupped his hands and smiled.
"Professor Ke, to be honest, my education level is not very high. I just graduated from an ordinary university." Qin Fan was very humble.
He turned back and asked Zhu Zhengyuan and the others, "Zhu Lao, Lao Liu, Lao Qu, what is your education level?"
Zhu Zhengyuan, Liu Weiqi, and Qu Wenxuan are all mature people.
Immediately cooperate with Qin Fan's questions.
Zhu Zhengyuan was serious, "I was educated in elementary school and used to be a barefoot doctor."
"I have a high school education and am also a barefoot doctor." Liu Weiqi is also very honest.
Qu Wenxuan was more straightforward and seemed to be embarrassed.
"I have never read a book. I am illiterate. I don't even have a primary school diploma. I only learned writing when I was studying medicine with my master."
Qin Fan only felt that his head was full of black lines, this was too bad for Qu Wenxuan.
However, he still asked Qu Wenxuan.
"Old Qu, you see your education is so poor that you are still illiterate."
"Okay, come and tell Professor Ke across the street and Mr. Wang who has returned from studying abroad."
"When was the Huangdi Neijing of traditional Chinese medicine published?"
Qu Wenxuan was also happy because he knew Qin Fan would ask him.
"The Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic, the Chinese holy book of traditional Chinese medicine, was compiled during the Warring States Period, more than 2,000 years ago."
"It is the earliest existing monograph on traditional Chinese medicine theory in China, summarizing the medical experience and academic theory from the Spring and Autumn Period to the Warring States Period..."
Qin Fan waved his hand and interrupted Qu Wenxuan with a smile.
"Look at you, an illiterate person can still remember it so clearly. He knows every family treasure."
"What do you want Professor Ke and Mr. Wang, who is studying abroad, to think?"
Suddenly, laughter erupted all around again.
This Qin Fan is clearly mocking Wang Baoguo and Conanda's ignorance.
The dignified professors and overseas students who cannot remember the Chinese culture of traditional Chinese medicine are worse than the illiterate people in the medical clinic.
Conanda was so angry that his face turned livid.
Damn it, Qin Fan led him into the pit again.
"You...you...are simply too stupid to teach!" Conanda almost said this through his teeth.
Qin Fan glanced at the awkward five people opposite him.
"Traditional Chinese medicine has been lost for a long time, and you can't do it if you want."
"Take Asia as an example. The traditional Chinese medicine learned in Japan is called Kampo medicine."
"The traditional Chinese medicine that Korea will learn is called Korean medicine. There are also Korean medicine, Eastern medicine, etc."
"No matter what their name is, whether they admit it or not, they are all developed based on traditional Chinese medicine."
"Do you think you can overturn traditional Chinese medicine that has been passed down for thousands of years by standing up and raising your arms?"
"Bah bang bang!"
Many people in the onlookers couldn't help clapping their hands and cheering.
Wang Baoguo, Conanda and other anti-TCM practitioners began to lose their face.
What seemed to be a good situation was ruined by Qin Fan digging a hole.
At this time, the old man who had just appeared to speak out stood up.
"Mr. Qin's words are very reasonable. Whether it is traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine, we are free to choose which treatment to treat."
"In terms of side effects, traditional Chinese medicine does the least harm to the body and is good for health."
"In terms of examination technology, Western medicine is better than traditional Chinese medicine, but generally speaking, they have their own advantages and should complement each other to benefit all mankind!"
The onlookers all nodded.
At this moment, a broken Chinese voice suddenly came from outside.
"Mr. Qin, Mr. Qin!"
I saw a blond foreigner in his sixties, struggling to squeeze in.
When everyone heard the sound, they all moved out of the way.
The blond foreigner walked up to Qin Fan in a few steps.
"Mr. Qin, I have found you. I found you from Hong Kong to Linhai and then to Haizhou."
"Who are you?"
Qin Fan was confused, he really couldn't remember who the other party was.
"You forgot, I am Terry Giles, Hong Kong Capital Huari Hospital, we are in the Min family together, the Min family!"
Terry Giles quickly reminded Qin Fan to help him remember.
Immediately, Qin Fan remembered that he was the son of Inspector Min Haoran, the foreigner his daughter had brought home.
At this time, Wang Baoguo, who was looking embarrassed, saw Terry Giles.
He looked Terry Giles up and down.
"Excuse me, are you Mr. Terry Giles from the United States?"
Terry Giles looked at Wang Baoguo and felt strange.
"Yes."
"Hello, Mr. Giles, my name is Wang Baoguo, and I am a student of Watt Raphael."
Wang Baoguo extended his hands enthusiastically.
He knew that Terry Giles used to be the most opposed to Chinese medicine, saying that Chinese medicine was just like witch doctors.
Seeing Terry Giles appear at this time, he felt like meeting his ancestors and seemed to have a supporter all of a sudden.
Unexpectedly, Terry Giles glanced at him and shrugged.
"I'm sorry, there are so many students in Raphael, but I have no impression of you."
Well, the smile on Wang Baoguo's face immediately froze.
The enthusiastic hands are stretched out like that, it doesn't matter if they are retracted, or they are not retracted.
Terry Giles was a famous doctor of medicine and he was very proud. How could he take Wang Baoguo, whom he didn't know, seriously?
The crowd burst into chuckles again.
I have to say that Wang Baoguo is really thick-skinned.
Terry Giles didn't give him face because of his identity.
He forced out a smile again.
"Hey, Mr. Giles, you're here just in time. You are an internationally renowned doctor of medicine and represent the West..."
He thought that Terry Giles was still the same Giles as before, so he started to praise him.
But he didn't expect that Terry Giles had long been impatient with his nagging.
He waved his hand to interrupt him.
"Stop talking, there is no doctor of medicine here."
"Uh, Mr. Giles, why are you here..." Wang Baoguo was very confused.
Terry Giles glanced at Wang Baoguo.
"I...hahaha, I came here to be Mr. Qin's student!"
"ah…"
Suddenly, Wang Baoguo, Conanda and others were stunned, and there was a "clang" sound, and their jaws all dropped to the ground.