In Victoria Harbor, Zhou Yisheng met the other three students of Zhang Zhongjian.
The youngest is 28 years old and the oldest is 32 years old. They are only two years younger than Director Jiang of Qin Zhong Central Hospital. From this, one cannot help but feel how powerful Jiang Jiancheng is.
However, Chinese medicine and Western medicine are different. Western medicine surgery relies entirely on manual work. If you have accumulated enough skills, your professional title will naturally rise steadily. However, Chinese medicine becomes more and more sophisticated as you get older. It is impossible to accumulate experience without enough years.
Of course, their situation is considered good because they have such a good teacher like Zhang Zhongjian.
In fact, all the main study tasks of the doctor of medicine are carried out in the hospital. The three of them are already attending physicians at the Affiliated Hospital of Southern University of Science and Technology. After graduating from the doctorate, as long as they publish papers of the corresponding level and pass the examination, it is not difficult to obtain the associate degree. No matter where they go in the future,
It's a hot commodity in every hospital.
Not to mention, this African aid plan is extremely rare and will add a lot of color to their future resume.
"Let me introduce Wang Peng, Liu Junyang and one of your fellow countrymen, Juchao."
As soon as Kong Hongguang finished his introduction, Juchao smiled and stretched out his hand: "Junior brother."
The seniority among several juniors does not need to be so complicated. They are students of Zhang Zhongjian and are not entry-level disciples, so there is no need to rank them by seniority. The phrase "junior" is more intimate.
Hearing the familiar accent of Qin Province, Zhou Sheng thought for a moment and said, "Are you from Qinxi?"
"Well, I'm from Qishan, so I took advantage. Several graduate students in the same class wanted to take the PhD exam from my teacher, so they chose me. The teacher finally said that I had the worst grades, but I thought my accent was friendly, hahaha."
Juchao is a very cheerful person, and you can tell that he is the most favored in front of Zhang Zhongjian and takes advantage of the "fellow fellow".
If he were not the most junior, Zhang Zhongjian would definitely take him to this northwest Chinese medicine seminar. He was just promoted to doctorate last year and was busy getting familiar with the environment in the hospital.
In addition, the word "Ju" means "Ju", instead of pronouncing "Ju", pronounce "qu". This was something Zhou only learned about later, so that when they first met, he didn't think there was anything special about the surname "Qu".
The remaining Wang Peng and Liu Junyang are both from Lingnan, but they are not from medical families. They are purely interested in traditional Chinese medicine and have come to where they are today step by step.
Everyone got to know each other, so they hung around the harbor, walking and chatting.
During this period, a group photo was a must.
Even Liu Junyang, Wang Peng, and Kong Hongguang, three Lingnan people, do not often come to Hong Kong City. Not all Lingnan people can easily enter Hong Kong. In the early years, only Nanfang City residents registered the most convenient way to travel to Hong Kong City. This is Tong Han.
But Tong Han is a girl, even if she comes often, she will never miss the opportunity to take pictures.
"Zhou Zhou, can I take a photo for you too?" Tong Han took the SLR from Liu Junyang and aimed at Zhou Sheng.
Zhou Shengsheng quickly raised his hand to refuse: "I'll forget it. I haven't liked taking pictures since I was a child."
"Hey, take a photo and send it to your family. We old Qin people don't have many opportunities to come to Hong Kong, let alone the busy medical students." Ju Chao said.
Liu Junyang and Kong Hongguang laughed and started cheering...
My junior brother is naturally very favored.
After all, Zhou Yisheng is the grandson of their teacher. Even if he does not deliberately curry favor, there must be a slight show of kindness. This is not to follow the crowd, but is just human nature. The teacher has been kind to them and will repay them.
If Zhou Sheng refused again at this moment, he would be a bit stiff, so he could only bite the bullet and take two pictures.
After a while of fun, at seven o'clock, several people followed Tong Han to the restaurant for dinner.
The most authentic Hong Kong style tea restaurant.
There is an interesting thing here. After a few people sat down, Tong Han whispered: "Do you know how to tell whether this kind of tea restaurant is authentic in Hong Kong City? First, look at the drinks. Most of them only have two kinds, frozen lemon tea and Hong Kong milk tea.
I won’t sell anything else, except Coke.”
"The other one, look at their nonchalant attitude, as if we are eating to cause trouble and find work for them. This is absolutely authentic. Old Hong Kong people read horse racing newspapers and study the Mark Six Lottery all day long. That's it.
After losing all my salary, my temper will naturally become bad. If I wait a little longer..."
Tong Han hasn't finished speaking yet.
Snap~!
A tray hit the table.
"Six cups of frozen lemon tea." The golden brown frozen lemon tea was spilled, and the middle-aged aunt brought it out quickly, wiped it with a rag around her waist, and left, sitting back at the bar to read her horse racing papers.
Tong Han didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "No, this is it. Smashing the table is so common."
Several people suppressed laughter for a while, finding it very interesting.
Zhou Sheng took a sip and it tasted weird, like disinfectant, but it was really addictive. The more I drank, the more I wanted to drink. I also thought that I would have the opportunity to bring my dad and grandpa over to try it in the future, but I had to make sure before entering.
Say hello, the waiter is the god here, the customers should be patient.
After eating, it's almost time.
After taking two cars back to the hotel, a few people went directly to Zhang Zhongjian's room.
Ringing the doorbell, the person who opened the door was a capable middle-aged man in his forties or fifties with slicked-down hair.
When Kong Hongguang and others saw him, they called: "Director Wang."
Director Wang nodded and his eyes immediately fell on Zhou Sheng. He knew the others, so the identity of this young man was obvious.
"Haha, it's your whole life, right? Oh, Professor Zhang always mentions you, come in... Tsk, this handsome boy is tall and handsome, just like a star." Zhou Yisheng has long been used to the Cantonese-style talk, but he can't get used to it.
Such enthusiasm.
When we walked into the suite, the living room was already full of people, and all the group members were here.
After some introductions, Zhou Yisheng got to know everyone.
Director Wang, deputy director of the Medical Office of the Affiliated Hospital of Nanjing Medical University, is also the administrative staff in this assistance operation.
In the eyes of ordinary doctors, the Medical Office is like a tribunal and cannot be offended.
But in front of Zhang Zhongjian, Director Wang really lived up to his name, barking... cough cough.
Just kidding, Zhang Zhongjian is a member of the top 100 Chinese medical schools jointly signed by the second and third batches and a well-known professor of Southern Chinese Medicine. There have long been rumors that Zhang Zhongjian will be promoted to the vice president of the school, in charge of all teaching plans and directions. In addition, he is also an affiliated hospital in the national Chinese medicine community.
A gold-lettered signboard.
The status is clear and obvious.
In addition to Director Wang, the accompanying translator is a lecturer hired from a sister school, Southern Foreign Studies University. He is proficient in multiple languages and mainly studies Arabic and African slang. These two people plus Zhou Yisheng make up the three accompanying people.
There are ten people left, including Zhang Zhongjian, and four students, so there are five people. The other five people are all representative talents (over forty years old) of various departments in the affiliated colleges, and are expected to become leaders of departments or scientific research projects. As time goes by,
The launch of this aid plan has promising future prospects.
It is worth mentioning that one of the five people was a surgeon. Later, for some unknown reason, he switched to Western medicine on a whim. Now he is an associate professor of Xinzha in the Department of Traditional Chinese and Western Medicine of Southern Traditional Chinese Medicine.
The previous dean of Nanjing Medical University was half a disciple of Zhang Zhongjian.
His role within the group is extremely important.
Whenever he encounters an emergency injury that cannot be treated by traditional Chinese medicine in Africa, he can immediately deal with it without ruining his reputation. In addition, this opportunity also promotes his own professionalism in traditional Chinese and Western medicine.
Zhou Sheng was very interested in him. He once majored in Western medicine, then switched to Chinese medicine, and now he has made extraordinary achievements.
This is his learning goal.
A veteran in the world of magic and martial arts.
Eight forty-five.
Everyone set off to the airport. As the 'young master' of the family, Zhou Shengsheng naturally got into the leader's business car. He also specially changed seats with 'Director Wang Wang' and gave him the seat next to his grandfather. He didn't mention it.
I am so happy. I keep praising Zhou Sheng. I seem to have endless words.
After he calmed down, Zhou Sheng came to the senior's side in a low voice: "Professor Tang, I am also studying Western medicine, but I have been a Chinese medicine practitioner since I was a child. I was originally going to be an intern in a Western medicine hospital, but my grandfather pulled me here to gain more experience.
"
Old Tang raised his eyes in surprise: "Hey, your family is a Chinese medicine practitioner, why would they let you learn Western medicine?"
Zhou Sheng showed a meaningful smile: "The devil... he cultivates both Chinese and Western medicine."
Old Tang understood and even showed admiration. Of course, this was not admiration for Zhou Yisheng, but admiration for Zhang Zhongjian's sect.
A family of traditional Chinese medicine.
Wang Anzhi's name is resounding throughout China, but he can enable future generations to learn Western medicine. The result is definitely not to change the family, but his intention is to learn from each other's strengths and offset weaknesses.
"Okay, Chinese medicine is difficult to get started with. You have spent more than ten years laying the foundation. Western medicine is quick to learn. As long as there are enough opportunities, you will be able to make achievements quickly. The combination of the two... you have made fewer detours than I did.
I really want to visit Teacher Zhang’s senior brother.”
"When we go to Africa and we communicate more, maybe I'm not as good as you in terms of traditional Chinese medicine. Young people have lively ideas and can broaden my horizons."
Tang Yi said it sincerely, but it was not flattery or flattery.
This is obviously a powerful person. Not to mention his perseverance and ambition to switch from Western medicine to Chinese medicine, just this sentence is enough to show his realm——
There is no age of learning, those who have mastered it come first!!