"Liu Fuqing has made a big move. I've seen him unhappy for a long time. Back then, he had a monopoly on the traditional Chinese medicine field in Beijing with three major clinics and charged extremely high fees. What are the relevant departments doing? Why don't they investigate?"
"Liu Fuqing, people are doing it, and God is watching. You are making money everywhere by relying on your reputation as an imperial doctor. It goes against the essence of medicine. The purpose of developing traditional Chinese medicine is to reduce medical costs and make more people affordable. If you are allowed to do this
A certain person becomes the president of the association and he is harming the common people. I am the first to disagree."
With a roar, an old man walked over angrily, but it was Liu Fuqing's senior brother Yu Jingwen.
"Senior, senior brother, didn't you leave the capital?" Liu Fuqing was surprised.
"I have not left the capital. I am now sitting in Xuanhuju. On the one hand, I am atoneing for my sins to Dr. Ye, and on the other hand, I am discussing medical knowledge with Dr. Ye. Dr. Ye's medical skills and medical ethics are the only ones I have seen in my life. I will accept the position of president.
Dr. Ye, I, Yu Jingwen, would not be convinced if anyone else could do it besides him." Yu Jingwen shouted.
"Everyone, I can prove that everything Dr. Ye said is true. He was the one who taught me the introductory acupuncture method of Taiyi Divine Needle. However, Liu Fuqing stole the acupuncture manual while I was sleeping, and then spread the word that this was his acupuncture method.
Is a villain like this who has devoted ten years of research and restored ancient prescriptions worthy of being called a doctor? He will only discredit Chinese medicine." Yu Jingwen shouted.
"This is... Mr. Yu."
"It turns out it's true, Liu Fuqing, you are so shameless."
Everyone was making noises, his old face turned red, and another camera flash flashed, showing Liu Fuqing's embarrassment in a close-up.
"Deputy Minister Yu, is this the talent you recommended?" Zhao Ziqian mocked him calmly.
Yu Wenguang cursed all the eighteen generations of Liu Fuqing's ancestors in his heart. For the position of president, Liu Fuqing worked hard and assured Yu Wenguang that he had a big weapon and would definitely shock the audience.
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But what he didn't expect was that the killer weapon Liu Fuqing talked about was just the leftovers from others. What else could this old bastard do besides sensationalize?
Yu Wenguang was very angry. Even if Liu Fuqing couldn't be the president, it would definitely not be Ye Haoxuan's turn.
He cleared his throat and said: "Even if Liu Fuqing is not suitable, it is not Ye Haoxuan's turn to do it. Whether it is in terms of medical skills or qualifications, he is far behind."
"Xiaoye's medical skills are well known. At first, Mr. Gui couldn't do anything about the illness of the old man of the Chen family, but he was able to cure it. According to Vice Minister Yu, what does it mean to be considered a highly skilled doctor?" Zhao Ziqian said calmly.
"It's very simple. Let him show his skills on the spot. Doesn't he claim to be able to bring the dead back to life? If he shows his skills and can really save the dead, I will admit that his medical skills are superb." Yu Wenguang said calmly.
Zhao Ziqian felt angry in his heart. Although Ye Haoxuan's medical skills were high, he could not bring him back to life in the true sense. This Yu Wenguang was deliberately looking for trouble.
Ye Haoxuan smiled slightly and said calmly: "Resurrecting the dead in the true sense is indeed impossible for me. I am indeed powerless to reverse the cycle of birth, old age, illness and death. Vice Minister Yu is not really stupid enough to think that anyone in the world can bring the dead back to life."
"Ye Haoxuan, what did you say? Who are you calling stupid?" Yu Wenguang was furious.
He is not stupid, how could he not hear the sarcasm in Ye Haoxuan's words?
"I'm not saying anyone is stupid, but the request made by Minister Yu is a bit too childish. Can you find me a dead person now? I dare not say other big words, as long as the heart stops for less than half an hour
If you find a person who has no serious damage to his organs and is under forty years old, I can revive him right away."
Ye Haoxuan smiled faintly, and then said: "I think Minister Yu is about the same age, how about you give it a try?"
"You..." Yu Wenguang was furious. Ye Haoxuan only meant to let him commit suicide and then save him. He was not a fool, so how could he try?
"Deputy Minister Yu, you want to prove Dr. Ye's medical skills, right? Well, the princess is still in the Beijing Military Region General Hospital. She came to China for medical treatment a week ago and was diagnosed with acute leukemia. Now, after a week of treatment by Xiao Ye, she has been diagnosed with clinical symptoms.
Cured, do you want me to invite the little princess to testify?" Zhao Ziqian on the other side smiled.
Yu Wenguang's expression changed a few times. He would not be so stupid as to actually ask Zhao Ziqian to invite people over.
Just kidding, the princess made a scene last time, and the Xue family is still in jail. No matter how brave he is, he won't provoke the princess casually.
"Well, I believe his medical skills are outstanding, but what we do now is democracy. Everyone votes to decide. If more than half of the people think that Ye Haoxuan is capable of serving as the president, I have nothing to say." Yu Wen.
Guang snorted coldly.
"I think Dr. Ye is capable of taking on this position."
At this moment, the door of the conference room opened, and a gray-haired old man walked in. Behind him, there were also an old Chinese doctor in a robe.
This old Chinese medicine doctor, Yuan Zhengnan, who can be called the ninth school along with the eight schools of modern Chinese medicine, had met Ye Haoxuan before at a medical exchange meeting in Qingyuan.
The eight people behind him are clearly descendants of the eight major schools of traditional Chinese medicine. It can be said that this group of people can represent the entire traditional Chinese medicine community in China.
Everyone in the venue got up in unison. Yuan Zhengnan's medical skills are the only one who can reach the realm of metaphysics. It can be said that he is the Taishan Beidou in the field of Chinese medicine. The people behind him from the eight major schools of Chinese medicine almost represent the entire Chinese medicine.
So everyone looked at these nine people with a hint of respect.
"Who are you?" Yu Wenguang shouted.
"Yu Wenguang, don't you even recognize Mr. Yuan?" Zhao Ziqian glanced at him, then stood up and asked Yuan Zhengnan to sit down.
Yu Wenguang's face turned red, and he had to stand up. Although he and Zhao Ziqian were at odds, he was still the second in command after all.
Yuan Zhengnan said with a red smile: "Minister Zhao, are we old guys late?"
"Not yet, haha, you guys have traveled thousands of miles to come to the capital, thank you for your hard work." Zhao Ziqian said with a smile.
"Doctor Ye, you're fine." Yuan Zhengnan said with a smile.
"Mr. Yuan's spirit is getting better and better." Ye Haoxuan smiled slightly. He knew that these nine people were invited by Zhao Ziqian to support him.
"Haha, the older we get, the more we fear death. We old guys usually pay attention to our health, so of course our spirits are getting better and better." Yuan Zhengnan said with a smile.
"Xiaoye, I heard that you recently created a health-preserving wine. Is this true?"
The old Chinese medicine doctor who spoke was none other than Mr. Liu of the warm-tonifying sect. Very early on, at a medical exchange meeting in Qingyuan, he had lost thirty life-saving golden needles to Ye Haoxuan, as well as the valuable golden nanmu medical box.
"Yes, I will give some to you later to ensure that your health will get better and better." Ye Haoxuan said with a smile.
"Okay, okay, us old guys, our health is getting worse and worse, and we haven't dared to drink alcohol for many years."
"Yes, we can drink as much as we want today, haha."
"Don't worry, everyone. I'll be the host later and I'll make sure you have enough to drink." Ye Haoxuan said with a slight smile.
"Are you Yuan Zhengnan, Mr. Yuan?" a reporter stepped forward and asked.
"Yes, it's Yuan." Mr. Yuan smiled slightly.
"Why does Mr. Yuan support Dr. Ye so much?" the reporter asked again.
"Because this young man's medical skills are far beyond mine. It can be said that he is the hope of the future of traditional Chinese medicine."
As soon as Mr. Yuan finished speaking, the scene became quiet, so quiet that you could almost hear a pin.
Who is Mr. Yuan? He is a medical expert, even more skilled than Mr. Gui. He is recognized as the first person in the field of traditional Chinese medicine. His achievements over the years can even create a new one independent of the eight major schools of traditional Chinese medicine.
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But such a top figure says that his medical skills are not as good as this young man's. So how good can this young man's medical skills be?
"When I was in Qingyuan, I held a medical exchange meeting. At that time, I was very disappointed with the situation of traditional Chinese medicine, because except for us nine old guys, the rest of the people who were invited could not be called
It’s traditional Chinese medicine. Because they don’t know how to look at the pulse through xuandi, or look at the qi through metaphysics. They only have a rough understanding of some pulse conditions, but to really treat a doctor, they still need to use Western medicine equipment.”
"What is Chinese medicine?" Mr. Yuan shouted loudly. He scanned it for a week, and then said: "Traditional Chinese medicine is the quintessence of China and the essence of medicine. Our ancestors can diagnose a person's disease without using any medical equipment.
Cure him. But what about us? The things of our ancestors have been lost. We all need a lot of checklists for a cold that can be seen at a glance. Do we deserve to be called Chinese medicine doctors? Not worthy..."
"But this young man gave me hope and the hope of traditional Chinese medicine. He is in his twenties and has incredible medical skills. This is something everyone here needs to look up to. With him,
Traditional Chinese medicine is expected to rise."
Mr. Yuan's words resonated with most people present. A moment later, a burst of thunderous applause broke out. Everyone present stood up and applauded desperately.
The people sitting here are all students of traditional Chinese medicine. Today, when Western medicine is dominant, they will more or less encounter doubts about whether traditional Chinese medicine can cure diseases. It is a bit sad that the quintessence of Chinese culture has ended up in such a situation.
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"You are just a Chinese medicine practitioner, and your words cannot represent everyone." Yu Wenguang was still unwilling to give up.
Zhao Ziqian shook his head inaudibly. Yu Wenguang hadn't seen the situation clearly until now. Didn't he know that the situation was already one-sided?
"My words represent the eight major schools of Chinese medicine. We, the eight major schools of Chinese medicine, represent the entire Chinese medicine community. Don't you want democracy? Well, those who support Ye Haoxuan as the next president, please stand up." Yuan Zhengnan shouted.