Xi Liang has always felt that his traditional Chinese medicine is useless. Although it can cure diseases, the treatment period is too long, or the medicine is too cheap, or some diseases do not require medicine. Acupuncture, scraping, and cupping can solve the problem.
And in this time-grabbing economic era, he is obviously the unpopular one! Patients dislike him for being slow, and the hospital dislikes him for not making money, so his current situation is a serious shortage of patients! The result is that there is no social recognition.
There is no sense of achievement, there is nothing, and there is no meaning. Every time he sits at his desk and looks at himself in the mirror, he seems to see himself a hundred years later, sitting here for the rest of his life and never having any great potential.
.
But Fang Zheng's appearance seemed to light a lamp for him, illuminating the road ahead. If he could no longer stay in the hospital, he decided to study at Yizhishan Yizhi Temple.
Thinking of this, Xi Liang naturally became extremely calm and sat there quietly without moving. The only thing he regretted was that he was so busy just now that he forgot that the live broadcast room also has a recording function! If it were all recorded, where would it be?
It’s been so hard! But there’s no point regretting it now, I can only wait in silence and pray.
Dean Chen was also a little curious. What did the monk say that made Xi Liang so excited? Did he mean that his hospital was in bad condition, or something else?
At this time, Fang Zheng took a sip of tea and looked at the group of reporters standing in front of him, shivering in the cold wind and stamping their feet on the ground to keep warm. He smiled slightly and said, "Okay, the poor monk continues."
"Master, wait a minute. We can't understand what you said so much. How about we change the question to another question?" The male reporter who asked the question before was about to cry. The monk had just spoken for half an hour in one breath.
And for half an hour, the wind was howling, and everyone stood motionless in the ice and snow. It was so refreshing. People in the Northeast all know that the winter in the Northeast is very cold, but not cold at all.
If you keep moving all the time, running around and jumping around, you will basically be covered in sweat when you stop, and you will be so hot that you want to take off your clothes.
However, if you stand there motionless, no matter how thickly you wear it, your feet will get colder and colder. Eventually, your feet will hurt from the cold, and then you will lose consciousness...
The reporters in front of them were in this situation. They stood there motionless and listened to Fang Zheng for half an hour. Their toes were so cold that they almost lost consciousness.
However, Fang Zheng shook his head and said, "How can that be done? This is just the beginning. Since the donor has asked a question, the poor monk must explain clearly. Otherwise, everyone will think that the poor monk is lying. Such words will ruin the poor monk's reputation."
After saying that, Fang Zheng stopped caring about the man and continued talking.
At this time, Tang Shi suddenly raised his hand and shouted: "Master, let's not talk about this for now, let's talk about something else. It's too cold, almost dead..." Tang Shi stared at Fang Zheng with big watery eyes, as if
I'm saying, I'll cry if you talk about it again.
Fang Zheng looked at Jing Yan and the other reporters who also looked eager, and said to himself: It's almost done, these guys probably can't handle it anymore, there should be no problem.
So Fang Zheng said: "Okay, actually, the poor monk doesn't talk much."
Everyone's faces turned dark when they heard this. You still don't say much after this? How can you say you talk a lot?
In the live broadcast room, there was a string of people saying: "6666, this monk is good, he is very shameless."
"Don't talk nonsense upstairs, the master is not shameless, but he has no shame at all!"
…
Then someone asked a few more questions. Fang Zheng caught a topic and started talking about it, which lasted ten minutes. Then the reporters who had prepared countless questions decisively gave up.
The storm was coming, but was finally defeated by the cold wind. I packed up my things hastily and retreated quickly.
At the same time, Dean Chen looked at Xi Liang quietly, and Xi Liang sighed: "Hey..."
Then Xi Liang stood up, took back his cell phone and said, "My fate."
After speaking, Xi Liang turned and left.
When Dean Chen saw this, he frowned slightly and said, "You can explain it."
Xi Liang smiled bitterly and said: "Dean, I also want to explain it. But this... I don't know how to explain it at all. If I have to say it, I can only say that this monk is a miracle doctor. He has great understanding of traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine.
The understanding is the most profound among all people I have ever seen. But if you ask me to explain it in detail, I can’t explain it. So, I gave up the explanation.”
After saying that, Xi Liang opened the door and left.
Dean Chen wanted to stay several times, but when he saw the calmness and hope in Xi Liang's eyes, he was stunned. He had a feeling that this guy seemed eager to leave the hospital! So Dean Chen
He didn't say anything and just let Xi Liang go.
Although Xi Liang left, Dean Chen sat there and thought for a while, and finally sighed, got up and chased after him. It was not that he was persuaded by Xi Liang, but that he felt that such a small mistake could ruin a child's life.
The future is a bit bad.
However, when the dean arrived at Xi Liang's department, he found that Xi Liang had already left. Seeing this, the dean shook his head slightly and was about to turn around and leave when he found a piece of paper at the foot of the table, which seemed to have something written on it.
The dean picked it up by mistake and casually looked at the contents. After taking a look, his eyes were locked on the paper! And the more he looked at it, the more solemn his expression became, and the more he looked at it, the more shocked he became!
The content on this paper was exactly what Xi Liang originally planned to trouble Fang Zheng to record, but the content was not much, only a dozen sentences. Later, he was shocked and forgot to record it.
As the saying goes, laymen only see the excitement, and insiders see the door. Although there are only a dozen sentences, these dozen sentences are very crucial and focus on the key points. After reading it, the dean only felt that the clouds had cleared up, and some things that he had not been able to figure out before were clear.
The problem is solved instantly!
After reading these dozen sentences, Dean Chen let out a long sigh, and then looked doubtfully at the seat where Xi Liang was sitting. He knew very well how good Xi Liang's medical skills were, and it was absolutely impossible for him to have such a deep understanding.
So where do these words come from?
Dean Chen asked himself that he had read various medical classics and had never seen anyone expounding such a penetrating point of view. Could it be that... Dean Chen thought of what Xi Liang said before. Thinking of this, Dean Chen quickly returned to the office and checked all the employees.
I quickly found Xi Liang’s mobile phone number and called him.
Unfortunately, after ringing for a long time, no one answered.
Xi Liang's mood at this moment is very complicated, including the disappointment of losing his job, and the excitement of going up the mountain to ask questions, but more importantly, he is yearning for the future and uneasy. He yearns for the glory after he succeeds in his studies, and is uneasy.