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Chapter 437 Talented Traditional Chinese Medicine

As a professional journalist, Hua Xiangtong is very good at grasping the curiosity of the audience.

She glanced at the cameraman, and he knew to cooperate with her capture.

She smiled slightly and said, "President Qian, Vice President Chen Jun, you are both veteran Chinese medicine practitioners from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital."

"You have been here every year on Doctors' Day. It is said that this year is the first time that outside doctors have been included in the system's activities."

"Can you please introduce it to the audience?"

When the city TV station interviewed the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, the doctors from the Third People's Hospital all looked over.

The two sides are not far apart, so if it is quiet, you can still hear it.

Qian Guangqi smiled kindly.

"Okay, let me introduce to the audience the two doctors around me."

He first introduced Huang Xiangshan.

"This is Huang Xiangshan, an old Chinese medicine practitioner from Haizhou City, and the president of the Donghai Province Traditional Chinese Medicine Association."

"Oh, hello, Mr. Huang." Hua Xiangtong extended her right hand enthusiastically.

"Well, hello!" Huang Xiangshan shook hands gently with the other party.

"Mr. Huang, is this your first time participating in such an event?"

Huang Xiangshan stroked his beard on his chin and smiled.

"I still often participate in this kind of free clinic, but this is the first time I have participated in an event of the medical and health system."

"Mr. Huang, are you in your seventies this year?"

"Yes."

"Mr. Huang, you have been practicing medicine for at least several decades. In Chinese medicine, what is Mr. Huang best at?"

"Haha, if I put it forcefully, it would probably be Traditional Chinese Medicine Internal Medicine."

"OK, thanks!"

She then looked at Qin Fan, and the cameraman's lens naturally turned to Qin Fan.

Hua Xiangtong asked Qian Guangqi again with a smile.

"Dean Qian, is this the doctor who participated in the event today?"

"Yes, this is Mr. Qin Fanqin from Bian Que Medical Clinic."

"Hello, Mr. Qin!" Hua Xiangtong extended her hand to Qin Fan.

"Ah hello!"

The two touched hands lightly.

"Mr. Qin, I have a few questions, can I ask you?"

Qin Fan smiled lightly and said, "Excuse me."

Hua Xiangtong turned around and said to the camera: "Next, let's interview the youngest Chinese medicine practitioner."

"Mr. Qin, how old are you this year?"

"27 years old." Qin Fan said truthfully.

As soon as Hua Xiangtong heard about her age, she immediately turned around and started to show off her appearance to the cameraman's lens.

"Dear viewers, have you heard that at 27 years old, he is such a young Chinese medicine practitioner."

"Many of my friends in front of the TV are the same age as Mr. Qin."

She turned around and continued to ask.

"Mr. Qin, how many years have you been practicing medicine?"

"It will take two years to complete the fight." Qin Fan also said truthfully.

Suddenly, there was a brief silence on the scene.

Qian Guangqi, Chen Jun, and Huang Xiangshan who are familiar with Qin Fan must have no feeling.

But all the doctors and nurses in the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital were stunned.

At first, everyone thought that Qin Fan should have inherited medicine from his family and had been exposed to traditional Chinese medicine since he was a child.

But who knows, it's only two years, and it's still a full plan.

The doctors at the Third People's Hospital are also collectively petrified. Are you kidding? They only have two years of clinical experience!

Xie Xing couldn't help but shook his head secretly and raised his lips.

He felt that the last time Qin Fan treated a boy with roundworms, it was just bad luck.

Hua Xiangtong was also slightly surprised, and then she exclaimed enthusiastically.

"Dear viewers, have you heard that I have only been practicing medicine for two years and have become an expert?"

"This is probably what we often call the gifted type! I think Mr. Qin is this type."

Well, Qin Fan was a little bit dumbfounded.

The so-called talent type refers to having unique conditions for a certain field.

For example, some people are born to be academics, but they feel that they don't study hard enough, yet they are among the top in exams.

This flowery little mouth can really talk.

"Mr. Qin, there is one last question, which everyone is very curious about."

"When I came here today, I discovered that every doctor has a specialty, such as Traditional Chinese Medicine Pediatrics, Traditional Chinese Medicine Gynecology, Traditional Chinese Medicine Internal Medicine, etc."

"But you are a general practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine here. Does that mean you are involved in every type of medicine and can treat them all?"

Qin Fan smiled and said truthfully: "Yes, that's what I mean."

"Oh, I generally understand. Thank you, Mr. Qin." Hua Xiangtong said.

Although she said goodbye to Qin Fan politely, from the bottom of her heart, she felt that Dr. Qin in front of her was a bit immodest.

Not only is he young and has only been practicing medicine for a short time, but he also has such a loud voice.

However, judging from the entire scene, the news value is not great.

The only material that can attract the audience's attention seems to be this young Chinese medicine doctor.

She still hopes that Qin Fan is really capable and makes this shooting mission a big topic.

"Well, you're welcome." Qin Fan said politely.

Hua Xiangtong turned around and faced the camera again.

"Okay, we conducted short interviews with the experts on site."

"Now let's go interview the people in the periphery."

She took the cameraman and walked towards the crowd outside.

The doctors on both sides began to discuss.

To be honest, doctors in the regular establishment generally look down on doctors from small clinics like this.

This is a deeply ingrained way of thinking.

It's like the regular army looks down on Tubal Road.

"Hey, do you know? It is said that when we go for training in the future, Bian Que Medical Center will train us."

A semi-bald middle-aged doctor touched the colleague next to him with his right elbow.

There is his name on the table in front of him, which is Mo Hua.

The colleague next to me is probably in his forties, his name is Chang Bin.

"I've heard about it a long time ago. It's outrageous. At least send us to a regular place for training."

"There is no one like us. Let the doctors from the medical center train us."

"Their highest level of education is just a college student, and the lowest level is an elementary school student. It's really hilarious!"

Speaking of this matter, Chang Bin felt unconvinced, as if he had been greatly humiliated.

Mo Hua whispered again: "Didn't you hear? Others are good at general medicine."

"Do you believe it? As the saying goes, you can bite off more than you can chew."

"Oh, it looks like the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital is going to have another big joke this year." Chang Bin sighed.

In fact, there are many people who are unconvinced.

"Hahaha, it's even more fun this year. There's a general practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine coming out over there."

Dr. Ye, a pediatrician from the Third Hospital, also participated today.

He and Xie Xing had the same feeling. Although Qin Fan had cured the little boy with roundworms, he would not recognize him just once.

"Traditional Chinese medicine looks at age. This can never be changed. If you don't believe me, let's just wait and see."

Another doctor said disdainfully: "Two years of clinical experience is enough to be called a general practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine."

"What's the difference between this and a charlatan?"

At this time, Xie Xing smiled and clapped his hands.

"Okay, everyone is in your place. Cheer up. You will be busy soon."

"Dean Xie, if we are too busy, can we let the patient see a Chinese medicine doctor?" A doctor asked deliberately.

"As long as the patient agrees, there's nothing wrong with it."

Xie Xing turned to Qian Guangqi and said, "Dean Qian, please be more patient when the time comes."

Qian Guangqi's face froze.

This guy is so proud of himself. He knows that many people see Western medicine, but he still makes fun of him like this.

I have no choice but to say haha ​​in a hypocritical manner, "Easy to say, easy to say."

Qin Fan couldn't help but shake his head funny in his heart.

Chinese medicine and Western medicine seem to have a grudge against each other, but they still arrange activities together.

At nine o'clock, the police who were maintaining order let loose.

Patients are coming in one after another.

Sure enough, at least six out of ten people went to see Western doctors.

The only four people who came to TCM were all based on the doctor's profile.

Everyone was slightly startled when they saw Qin Fan's introduction.

He glanced at Qin Fan suspiciously, then crossed Qin Fan's table and chose the elderly Huang Xiangshan, Qian Guangqi and the others.

A whole morning passed, and all the Chinese doctors except Qin Fan had patients for consultation.

Only Qin Fan sat on the bench all morning.

Hua Xiangtong and the cameraman were shooting back and forth, but it felt like there was no eye-catching material.

The only young Chinese medicine doctor, no one paid any attention to him all morning.

So they can't take pictures.

If it had been anyone else, they might have been on pins and needles.

But Qin Fan was so happy that he just took out a medical journal and read it.

It feels like it’s your loss if you don’t seek medical treatment from me.

Hua Xiangtong couldn't help but be surprised, and she was a little more curious, whether she was really capable or just pretending to be calm.

At noon, there was an hour-long lunch, which was takeaway from a nearby Chinese restaurant.

"Hahaha, Mr. Qin, what's going on today?" Xie Xing came over with his rice bowl.

Qin Fan knew that this guy had no good intentions.

He smiled lightly and continued eating.

Seeing that Qin Fan didn't want to talk to him, Xie Xing was not angry and turned to Qian Guangqi.

"Dean Qian, look at you, you don't even take care of Mr. Qin's face."

"After all, he is also a team member of your Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, right?"

Well, Qian Guangqi's face darkened, and both Chen Jun and Huang Xiangshan were a little unhappy.

If the patient does not seek medical treatment from Qin Fan, it is the patient's voluntary choice and it is the patient's own loss.

But when Xie Xing said this, there was a hint of sowing discord.

It seems that Qian Guangqi, Chen Jun, Huang Xiangshan and others were minding their own business in diagnosing and treating patients, and intentionally upset Qin Fan.


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