Chapter 172 Traditional Chinese Medicine and Western Medicine
Two hours later, the Audi A6 drove to the First Hospital of Jiyang City, the provincial capital. After entering the hospital, it slowly stopped in front of the inpatient department.
Chen Hao and the middle-aged driver got out of the car.
A group of people were waiting at the door. When they saw it, they immediately came over to greet them.
"Master, you are here."
An old man with gray hair wearing a white gown came forward and saluted Chen Hao respectfully.
It's exactly what Ling Zhongce did.
What?
When other people saw it, they were all shocked.
When they saw Chen Hao, they thought he was an assistant or an apprentice and didn't care. Unexpectedly, he turned out to be Ling Zhongce's master.
How can this be?
This young man must be in his twenties.
Moreover, Chen Hao was still wearing casual clothes and didn't carry any medical equipment. No matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like an old miracle doctor.
"Zhongce, where is the patient? Take me to see him."
Chen Hao said.
Everyone's expressions suddenly became wonderful.
It is simply ridiculous for a young man in his twenties to call a famous Chinese doctor in his seventies by his first name.
But Chen Hao still sounded serious.
"Master, the patient is currently undergoing a full-body MRI scan accompanied by his family members. It is estimated that it will take an hour to complete. I would like to ask you to wait a moment."
Ling Zhongce said.
Chen Hao nodded.
"Master, let me introduce to you. This is my old friend Xie Yunhui, the honorary president of the Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine and a current national player."
Ling Zhongce pointed to a rich old man who was also wearing a long gown and said.
"Hello, Dean Xie."
Chen Hao extended his hand politely.
"Hello."
Xie Yunhui felt quite awkward and reluctantly shook hands with Chen Hao without addressing him.
Although he had known Ling Zhongce for many years, he knew that his old friend would never lie.
But it is really impossible for him to do what Ling Zhongce did and salute a young man who is younger than his grandson as a senior in public.
"Lao Xie, what's your attitude?"
Ling Zhongce was dissatisfied.
Xie Yunhui said nothing, thinking that it's your business to call this junior master, but I won't, it would be too embarrassing.
"It doesn't matter, Zhongce. I'm younger than Dean Xie. Everyone has their own business. You don't have to worry about these details."
Chen Hao naturally understood Xie Yunhui's mentality and waved his hand to smooth things over.
"Yes, Master."
Ling Zhongce glared at Xie Yunhui.
"Master, they are all disciples of me and Lao Xie, and they came with us for consultation."
Immediately, Ling Zhongce pointed to a group of Chinese medicine doctors behind him, "What are you doing standing there? Why don't you come and see Master Chen as soon as possible?"
Those Chinese medicine doctors looked extremely embarrassed.
Although they are disciples of Ling Zhongce and Xie Yunhui, they are all in their forties or fifties. They hold important positions in various traditional Chinese medicine hospitals and the traditional Chinese medicine departments of large hospitals. They are leaders at the level of chief physician. They are usually imposing and shouting.
How can I accept the idea of calling a young man in his twenties my master all of a sudden?
"Don't you understand what I'm saying?"
Ling Zhongce frowned.
"Zhongce, don't make things difficult for them. Didn't I just say that everyone should do their own thing?"
Chen Hao said understandingly, "Besides, it's not the same as before. Just call the teacher."
"Hello, Teacher Chen."
"Nice to meet you, Teacher Chen."
When Ling Zhongce's disciples heard this, they breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward one after another.
Although teacher is also an honorific title, it is much better than calling me master.
Xie Yunhui's disciple did not come forward, but nodded lightly to Chen Hao as a greeting.
They all had the same thoughts as Xie Yunhui, and naturally they did not want to call Chen Hao their master in public. Even if they called him teacher, they felt that they were demeaning themselves.
"Haha, it's 9012 years ago, and I'm still talking about master and apprentice. If you don't know, you think the Qing Dynasty is not dead."
"How about saying that Chinese medicine is in decline? It's completely ridiculous that he has become a master when he is only in his twenties."
"That's right, we in Western medicine, at such a young age, may not have even finished the theoretical undergraduate studies in medicine, let alone clinical studies."
"It seems that traditional Chinese medicine is not only a mysterious theory, but the people who practice it are also very mysterious."
On the other side, a group of Western medicine doctors were stunned when they saw this, and they all shook their heads and laughed.
The relationship between Chinese and Western medicine has always been antagonistic. Both sides look down on each other. If there is an opportunity to make fun of each other, they will naturally not let it go.
When all the Chinese medicine doctors heard this, their faces turned ugly, but they did not say a word.
After all, they found it difficult to accept Chen Hao, the young master who suddenly appeared.
"What do you know? With my master's ability, even all of you combined are not as good as one of his little fingers."
Ling Zhongce looked down upon him.
The faces of all the Western medicine doctors suddenly darkened.
"Mr. Ling, we don't know your master."
A middle-aged Western doctor wearing black-rimmed glasses sneered, "But as we all know, Chinese medicine is empirical medicine, which means that the more patients you see and the longer the time, the higher your level will be. Since Mr. Chen is your master,
The level of experience is definitely higher than yours, so I would like to ask, how does Mr. Chen, who is only in his twenties, achieve more experience and a higher level than you, a famous doctor in your seventies?"
Hearing this, everyone else also looked at Ling Zhongce.
They really wanted to know why, with Ling Zhongce's reputation and status, he would become Chen Hao's disciple.
"Don't you just think that my master is young, so you despise him and disobey him?"
Ling Zhongce sneered: "Then I'll tell you, because my master used acupuncture to cure congenital hereditary heart disease!"
What!
Everyone was shocked.
"I'll go! Can acupuncture cure congenital genetic heart disease? Even online novels wouldn't dare to write that!"
"If Mr. Chen really had this ability, why would he still stay in Donglin City? He would have become a world-class miracle doctor long ago, and even winning the Nobel Prize in Medicine would be no problem."
"Mr. Ling, even if you are a national player and a famous doctor, you can't just talk nonsense just to praise your master."
Immediately, all the Western medicine doctors sneered.
Of course it is impossible for them to believe such a thing.
Xie Yunhui also shook his head repeatedly.
He thought there was some special reason for Zhongce to become Chen Hao's disciple, but he didn't expect to hear such nonsense.
"If you don't believe it, you can go to Donglin City for verification, and I'll give it to you..."
Ling Zhongce had already anticipated everyone's reaction and was about to tell the story about Du Xueqing and his daughter.
"Zhongce, don't engage in unnecessary verbal disputes."
Chen Hao suddenly interrupted him and said, "Let's go in and see the doctor immediately after the patient's examination is completed."
Curing congenital genetic heart disease has gone far beyond the scope of the world, and he does not want to spread it and cause widespread concern in society.
"Yes, Master, please come with me."
After Ling Zhongce heard this, although he was unwilling to do so, he had no choice but to stop talking and lead Chen Hao into the inpatient building with his disciples.