Ye Zihao took away a branch of the Red Flame Sect, which made Mo Lengfeng very angry. Compared to his anger, Ye Zihao seemed much more relaxed.
After receiving this branch, he and Yang Ruobing took a taxi to the airport the next morning. They returned to Jiangcheng City that afternoon.
Perhaps after a long journey, Yang Ruobing returned home, took a hot bath, and rested.
Ye Zihao did not disturb him, but watched the movie alone in the living room.
However, at this moment, his cell phone suddenly rang, and the caller turned out to be Shen Mengjing.
Little dream?
Suddenly, Ye Zihao was a little surprised, then he answered the phone and asked: "Xiao Meng!! Do you have anything to do with me?"
"Brother Ye! Are you in Jiangcheng City?"
Shen Mengjing asked curiously. A few days ago, when she wanted to find Ye Zihao, she went to the "Pretty Girl Company" and found out that Ye Zihao was on a business trip.
So, today she called specifically to ask if he was back.
"Little dream!"
"I just came back! What's wrong?"
Ye Zihao asked in surprise.
"This is what happened..."
Immediately afterwards, Shen Mengjing told Ye Zihao what happened.
It turns out that an international medical delegation recently came to Jiangcheng City, headed by a man named Maura. This man is the president of the International Association of Western Medicine. He is very knowledgeable in Western medicine. It can be said that he is in the field of Western medicine. A representative figure.
The purpose of their trip was to see the mysterious Chinese medicine practitioners in China.
When it comes to Chinese medicine, Ye Zihao's medical skills are of course unparalleled. It's a pity that he has been on a business trip these days, so the hospital can only ask Shen Zhiyuan to take care of it temporarily.
After all, Shen Zhiyuan is also a famous local doctor.
It's a pity that the Western doctors on the visiting delegation didn't seem to take Chinese medicine seriously at all. They ridiculed and ridiculed Shen Zhiyuan in every possible way, and even said that Chinese medicine was not as good as Western medicine. This made the hospital very unwilling, but because the other party was an international As friends, the dean did not dare to do anything to them.
Therefore, the dean thought of Ye Zihao and asked Shen Mengjing to come and find him in person.
"Oh? Do they really say that Chinese medicine is inferior to Western medicine?"
When Ye Zihao heard this, he felt a little annoyed.
As long as it can save people, whether it is Chinese medicine or Western medicine, it is a good medical skill! In Ye Zihao's eyes, he has never looked down on Western medicine.
However, he did not have this idea, but others did.
Due to the slow development of traditional Chinese medicine and even some regression, the world has gradually ignored the value of traditional Chinese medicine. Therefore, some people have such a view: Traditional Chinese medicine is not as good as Western medicine!
"Yes! At that time, a Western doctor named Inzaghi did mock our Chinese medicine doctors in this way!" Shen Mengjing nodded and said.
"Oh? Then I would like to see who this Inzaghi is!" Ye Zihao raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said something profound.
At this time, Shen Mengjing said in surprise: "Brother Ye! If you are willing to take action, you will definitely win back face for our Chinese medicine practitioners!!"
"Don't worry!! I will definitely do it!" Ye Zihao was full of confidence. What he was confident about was not his own strength, but his confidence in Chinese medicine.
How could traditional Chinese medicine, the essence of Chinese culture passed down for more than 5,000 years, be defeated so easily?
At this time, Shen Mengjing said: "Brother Ye! Tonight the visiting delegation held a cocktail party in a club! My grandpa was invited!! Are you free to come with us tonight?"
"Of course I'm free!"
"Okay! 7pm!! See you at the Rhine!!"
"OK! See you then!"
…
Time flies so fast, and in a blink of an eye, it’s 7pm again!
Ye Zihao drove to pick up Shen Mengjing and Shen Zhiyuan.
"Xiao Ye!! Long time no see!" Shen Zhiyuan was in a good mood, obviously because Ye Zihao was back.
"Grandpa Shen!"
"Are you feeling well?"
After Ye Zihao met, he asked with concern.
"Oh? Can you tell where I feel uncomfortable?" Shen Zhiyuan asked, a little surprised.
"Grandpa Shen! By observing your breath, I know that you should have some bone growth!! Right?" Ye Zihao said.
Shen Zhiyuan gave a thumbs up and said: "You are right! I am getting older! It is inevitable that there will be some bone growth! Especially at night, it hurts so much that I can't even turn over!"
"It's okay! I'll give you a prescription right now! Take care of yourself."
After that, Ye Zihao started to talk about the prescription with Shen Zhiyuan.
30g white peony root, 30g red peony root, 10g raw licorice root, 15g drynaria root...
Shen Zhiyuan wrote down the prescription carefully and admired Ye Zihao's prescription very much.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Zihao and the other three drove to the club.
They had just parked their car, got out of the car, and were about to walk in through the club door. However, at this moment, there was a sarcastic voice behind them.
"Oh my God! Isn't this Dr. Shen? I didn't expect that he still had the nerve to attend tonight's cocktail party! If it were me, I would never come!"
Forehead?
Shen Zhiyuan was startled, then turned around and saw several Europeans in front of him. The man leading them was the man who had previously ridiculed Chinese medicine as inferior to Western medicine... Inzaghi!
"Mr. Inzaghi! Since Mr. Mora invited me, I will naturally come! In Chinese customs, if someone invites you and you don't go, it is a rude behavior!"
Shen Zhiyuan responded with a natural expression.
"Really? But I know that you have a Chinese idiom that goes like this: You are humiliating yourself! If you come here tonight, you are humiliating yourself!"
Inzaghi said sarcastically in his less than standard Chinese.
"I don't think it's self-inflicted. Tonight's reception is mainly about the exchange of medical skills! There is a saying in China that goes like this, live until you are old and learn!"
Shen Zhiyuan responded with a natural expression. At his age, he has long lost the impulse of youth, and only has stability.
"Hmph! No matter how old you live and how much you learn!! Chinese medicine is still not as good as our Western medicine!"
Inzaghi said with a disdainful sarcasm.
"Mr. Inzaghi!"
"Please respect Chinese medicine! Our Chinese medicine is a culture that has been passed down! It has been passed down for more than 5,000 years, which also shows that it is very valuable!"
Shen Mengjing on the side couldn't help but get angry and retorted.
"My beautiful lady! With all due respect, since your Chinese medicine is so 'powerful', why do Western medicine account for the vast majority of your Hua Xia Hospital? You love Chinese medicine culture so much, why can't it develop in your local area? Is it possible? ,don’t you feel sad?”