The security guard was already extremely nervous when he saw Guo Fulin standing up to speak for Chen Tianqi.
But what he never expected was that Guo Fulin would say such shocking words.
A grandmaster in the medical field?
Even if Professor Mark sees him, he will still treat him as a distinguished guest?
You know, what does such a high evaluation mean?
Even if the threshold for becoming a master is lowered to the lowest level, it won't be the turn of a young man in his twenties like Chen Tianqi, right?
If such words were said by ordinary people, they would definitely be regarded as crazy.
But the person who said this was Guo Fulin, a well-known master in the field of traditional Chinese medicine.
This made the people around him stunned and speechless.
After a while, I vaguely heard someone discussing in disappointment: "I used to think that Mr. Guo was a highly respected master of Chinese medicine. He always had strict requirements for his disciples and his moral character was never criticized."
"But now it seems that it is just an illusion and the rumors are not true. Otherwise, how could he say such a thing? Is he bullying us as a group of young scholars and thinking that we don't even have basic judgment?"
"Yeah, I don't know what kind of relationship Mr. Guo has with that person, so he would exaggerate him so much."
"It's probably a certain Internet celebrity who took the opportunity to hype it up. Mr. Guo must have received the benefits of his operation team."
"Oh, in this society where money is paramount, even people like Mr. Guo will not be able to survive."
The security guard was shocked, and when he heard the people around him talking like this, he immediately looked at Guo Fulin with a rather strange look.
However, he didn't dare to be presumptuous, he just lowered his head and glanced sideways, full of displeasure.
Seeing that they were stubborn, Guo Fulin was about to deepen his education, but was stopped by Chen Tianqi: "Forget it, it's getting late, don't waste your time here."
The rain does not moisten the grass without roots, and the Buddha does not save those who have no destiny.
This group of people are so bad-natured that no matter what you say, they are full of hatred.
It is useless to talk too much about people who cannot face their own problems.
Guo Fulin glanced at the security guard, sighed, and said nothing more.
Guo Fulin and Chen Tianqi walked together and entered the infield. At this time, most of the seats were full, with only a few empty seats left. Chen Tianqi and others coordinated with others and arranged three seats in a row.
Soon after a few people sat down, fewer and fewer people entered the venue. On the stage in the center in the distance, the host was also seated, ready to start the symposium at any time.
There is also a row of podiums placed on the side of the stage. Each podium has a microphone for speaking. Sitting there are all famous professors and doctors in the medical field.
However, Chen Tianqi discovered that the six or seven people in that row, without exception, were all Western medicine doctors.
Chinese medicine doesn’t even have a place.
Chen Tianqi couldn't help but glance at Guo Fulin next to him. Is this still called a symposium on medical skills? Wouldn't it be better to just change the name to a symposium on Western medicine?
When Guo Fulin saw Chen Tianqi looking at him, he immediately understood what Chen Tianqi meant.
He said with some embarrassment: "In previous years, there were one or two seats reserved for Chinese medicine practitioners, and I was also a guest on two occasions."
"It's just... this year they invited Professor Mark to participate, and the status of Western medicine has been rising. In addition, I have retired from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital. Without my status, naturally I will not be able to participate."
Chen Tianqi snorted coldly and said: "Identity? Do doctors rely on their medical skills to earn a living, or do they rely on their status?"
"I just don't know what it means. When encountering a patient, wouldn't it be more useful to have someone with high status come in?"
"What if a layman is the leader? This is still a bullshit symposium, it might as well be called a flattery meeting."
With Guo Fulin's medical skills, being this guest is more than enough.
Guo Fulin smiled bitterly and said, "Who says it's not the case? If it weren't for the fact that it could have some propaganda effect, I wouldn't come to this symposium."
"I am old and weak, so I can't change anything. I can only do my best on this basis and do my best to help everyone."
As he said that, he looked at Chen Tianqi with bright eyes and said, "However, this time you are here, Dr. Chen. This is different. With your medical skills and medical ethics, you are enough to amaze the whole audience and give these people a warning."
, to break this status quo.”
Chen Tianqi pondered for a moment, then sighed and said: "When I was studying medicine, someone once told me that Chinese medicine will exist in name only in less than thirty years. I think if this continues, there will be no need to wait for thirty years..."
Traditional Chinese medicine is the quintessence of China, and it was lost like this. Chen Tianqi could not help but feel a sense of sadness in his heart.
While he was talking, the host had already read the opening remarks, and the whole audience became silent.
"Everyone, we are honored to have an internationally renowned physician, Mr. Marco, for this symposium. Next, I would like to invite Mr. Marco to express his opinions first." The host directed the topic to a foreigner with blue eyes and blond hair at the VIP table.
Marco is not young, he looks to be in his forties. Someone with sharp eyes noticed that there was a woman with blue eyes and blond hair standing behind him, who looked like a Barbie doll.
Marco squeezed the microphone and greeted everyone present: "Hello, everyone, I am Marco. I am very happy to come to this medical symposium..."
"Thank you all for your enthusiasm for me. In fact, I don't have any high opinions. I just want to communicate, discuss and make progress together with you. My teacher, Professor Siluke, often warns me. Translated into Chinese for you, it is
There is no end to learning.”
"So, let's learn together."
Marco behaved very well, and spoke these words modestly and politely, which received a round of applause from the audience.
"Professor Mark is very open-minded and is an example for us to learn from."
Marco looked around with satisfaction, and then continued: "Now, let me introduce a problem in medical skills and let everyone discuss it together to see if we can take this opportunity to solve this problem."
"My case is like this..."
While Marco was speaking, the Barbie girl behind him took the initiative to walk to the center of the stage, plugged in a USB flash drive into the computer, and then placed a ppt file on a huge white cloth.
Marco followed the ppt and said: "This is a case we visited in Yingguo. The patient's name is Steve. After multiple diagnoses, we finally diagnosed him as a patient with ALS."
"As we all know, there is currently no cure for ALS worldwide, but after three months of treatment on my part, Mr. Steve miraculously recovered."
"I'm ashamed to say that although I cured Steve, until now, even I don't understand how I did it. So, I would like to ask everyone to help me explore the reasons."
"The following are all the records of my treatment for Mr. Steve."