Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 447 Who is Zhao Yifan
"Old Feng, you have wronged me."

Hearing Feng Lao's words, Liang Bin shook his head and laughed, "You are a figure in our medical field. If you don't take the seat, I really dare not sit on it."

indeed.

What Liang Bin said was true.

Feng Lao can be said to be the most famous and oldest person among the people present today.

Moreover, there is another most important reason why everyone respects him so much.

Mr. Feng is a doctor at the level of a big national player.

After reaching the status of Mr. Feng, it is really difficult for ordinary people to ask Mr. Feng for medical treatment.

It is even very difficult for some leaders to ask Mr. Feng to see a doctor when they are sick.

There are many reasons for this.

Of course, the most important thing is that Mr. Feng is not a doctor, but a health doctor who is only responsible for the health care of some important people.

So I want to ask Mr. Feng to help me see a doctor, more because of the relationship of affection.

rather than medical fees.

In addition, many of Mr. Feng's disciples are also very famous in the domestic medical circle, and they can be called famous doctors.

In addition, Feng Lao is getting older now, and his energy is a little weak.

"That's all."

Hearing Liang Bin's words, Mr. Feng nodded with a smile, and said humbly, "Then I'll go up and sit for a while."

It looked like the time was almost up.

Zhao Yifan took his time and arrived at the conference hall.

Basically everyone has arrived, and the entire conference hall is full. Zhao Yifan glanced at it, found a seat at the back, and sat down.

"……All right."

Glancing at the time, a middle-aged man of more than 40 years on the stage in the conference hall tapped the microphone in front of him lightly, making two low bangs, and then said with a serious face: "I announce that the No. 20 eighth The National Medical Exchange Conference is now officially started!"

After speaking, he stopped.

The participants applauded and applauded with great interest.

After the applause stopped, the middle-aged man coughed and said, "Today is the opening ceremony of the medical exchange meeting. Let me introduce to you the participants of this year." What I'm introducing is Old Feng, who is well-known in the medical field in China!"

Everyone applauded again.

"Mr. Feng is the existence of Taishan Beidou in our medical field. We invite Mr. Feng to participate every year, but in the past few years, because Mr. Feng has a lot of things, we really can't spare time. This year, Mr. Feng finally came. I propose, everyone Give Mr. Feng another round of applause, okay?"

While speaking, the middle-aged man raised his hand first.

Naturally, the crowd applauded again to save face.

"thanks, thanks."

Elder Feng waved his hand, with an uncontrollable smile on his face.

"This is Dr. Liang Binliang."

After the middle-aged man introduced Mr. Feng, he pointed to Liang Bin next to Mr. Feng, and said, "If Mr. Feng is the big dipper in our Chinese medicine circle, then Dr. Liang Bin is the pillar of the domestic western medicine circle. I say that, everyone You won't object, will you?"

"Of course not."

"Ms. Liang wrote an article in a medical journal some time ago. I have read it. It is really extraordinary..."

The crowd said with a smile.

Zhao Yifan was a little surprised. He recognized Liang Bin as the teacher Liang he met in the elevator.

It turned out that Liang Bin was so famous.

However, Zhao Yifan didn't have a good impression of him.

the reason is simple.

Back in the elevator, Zhao Yifan pressed the door button and waited for Liang Bin to come in. Liang Bin also saw this scene.

But not even a simple thank you.

The details depend on character.

While this is a small detail, it is often the case.

The smaller the details, the more it can reflect a person's self-cultivation.

After introducing Mr. Feng, Liang Bin and others, the middle-aged man coughed and said, "Next, let's get to the point. The purpose and significance of the annual medical exchange meeting is to study the development of the domestic medical field, and Some specific situations in the work to communicate..."

He spoke incessantly.

Some of the people below were holding pens and pretending to be recording.

There is a middle-aged man beside Zhao Yifan, just like this, listening to dictation, and looking like he is taking notes seriously.

But to be honest, Zhao Yifan didn't realize that there was anything worth recording. He glanced at the middle-aged man's notebook calmly, and suddenly burst out laughing.

This guy wasn't taking notes seriously at all, but drew an unknown animal in his notebook.

"If I knew this, I shouldn't have agreed to Tang Yuntao..."

Zhao Yifan was thinking in his heart, sat on the chair, and began to think about other things.

After the middle-aged man finished speaking a series of clichés, the next step is to officially enter the link of medical exchange and discussion.

The first one is to ask Mr. Feng to speak.

Elder Feng didn't refuse either, and started talking into the microphone.

"...In the past few years, many outstanding talents have emerged in our domestic medical field. Many serious diseases in the past have been treated. These are inseparable from the efforts of everyone here."

Speaking of this, Feng Lao paused for a moment, and said with a smile: "In addition, when Olabi, a famous authoritative international brain expert, came to our country this year, he was accidentally bitten by a snake. The situation at that time was very critical. At this moment, Professor Tang Yuntao from Qingzhou College of Traditional Chinese Medicine in Jiangnan Province stepped forward and used Chinese medicine to treat the snakebite of Olabi and save Olabi's leg. The Rabi expert was greatly shocked, and left a deep impression on the Orabi expert and several internationally influential experts accompanying him. For this reason, the Orabi expert even booked the original The good venues are specially changed to the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine.”

"Everyone is a doctor, so they naturally understand very clearly that although Chinese medicine in China has a culture of inheritance for thousands of years, it has never been recognized by the international medical community, and even received a lot of discrimination."

Mr. Feng glanced around at the crowd below, and said calmly: "Including our domestic medical circle, there has always been such a phenomenon. Those who study Western medicine look down on those who study Chinese medicine, and those who study Chinese medicine look down on those who study Western medicine..."

He brought this topic to an end, then changed the subject, and said: "This time, Professor Tang Yuntao, by virtue of his own strength, made Chinese medicine shine. I suggest that everyone applaud Professor Tang Yuntao of Qingzhou City College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, okay? it is good?"

Everyone applauded.

"Next, I suggest that Professor Tang Yuntao Tang from Qingzhou City, Jiangnan Province, tell everyone about it, okay?"

Old Feng looked around at the crowd with a smile.

He has never met Tang Yuntao.

But Mr. Feng was born in Chinese medicine, so he knew in his heart that Chinese medicine is a profession that requires a lot of experience. In addition, Tang Yuntao is a professor. Naturally, subconsciously, his eyes fell on those elderly people in the conference hall.

Everyone in the room had almost the same idea as Feng Lao, they subconsciously searched and looked at some elderly people around them.

then.

A very interesting scene appeared in the conference hall.

Everyone looked at each other, waiting for "Professor Tang Yuntao" to stand up.

however.

A few minutes passed, and no one stood up.

Now, it's very strange.

Mr. Feng waited for a few minutes, but no one stood up. He felt suspicious, coughed, and repeated, "Professor Tang Yuntao, from Qingzhou University of Traditional Chinese Medicine in Jiangnan Province, is there?"

No one said a word.

"what?"

Liang Bin frowned, and asked suspiciously, "Didn't Professor Tang Yuntao come to participate?" Then, he looked at a staff member, and said in a low voice, "Are there any people from Qingzhou University of Traditional Chinese Medicine in Jiangnan Province?"

The staff member took a notebook, flipped through it a few times quickly, raised his head and said, "Someone from Qingzhou City College of Traditional Chinese Medicine is here, but it's not Professor Tang Yuntao, but a man named Zhao Yifan."

Liang Bin nodded, turned around, and explained to Old Feng in a low voice.

It was only then that Mr. Feng suddenly realized, and immediately, he felt a little unhappy.

Even if Tang Yuntao didn't come, in this case, this Zhao Yifan should stand up and explain the situation.

What's the matter with this silence?

"Who is Zhao Yifan here?"

Elder Feng asked lightly.

The conference hall was silent, and a needle could be heard.

The cold scene has reached the extreme.

Now, Feng Lao was really angry, raised his voice a little, and said unhappily: "Who is Zhao Yifan from Qingzhou City College of Traditional Chinese Medicine? If you are here, can you please stand up and answer?"

Everyone could hear the displeasure in Feng Lao's tone, and they looked at each other a few times. Most of the people here knew each other.

Even if you don't know each other.

Before the opening ceremony, everyone introduced themselves to each other, exchanged polite greetings, and got to know each other's units and identities.

But because Zhao Yifan was almost the last one to come to the conference hall, the organizer started to speak as soon as he entered, and the people around him didn't have time to greet him and inquire.

"……Hello."

Zhao Yifan, who was wandering for nine days and thinking about other things in his mind, suddenly noticed that someone touched him lightly. When he came back to his senses, he saw the person who had just drawn small animals on his notebook looking at him.

"you're good too."

Zhao Yifan smiled apologetically at this person.

"Which unit do you belong to?"

The man asked Zhao Yifan in a low voice.

"From Qingzhou University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Jiangnan Province."

Zhao Yifan said something casually, thinking to himself, isn't it a meeting right now?This guy is quite leisurely and elegant, and he still has time to ask himself these things.

Immediately, Zhao Yifan saw that this person looked at him suspiciously and said, "Then you are Zhao Yifan, right? Mr. Feng called you several times on stage, didn't you hear it?"

(End of this chapter)