Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 448

"Mr. Feng called me?"

Zhao Yifan was stunned for a moment, then raised his head to look at Feng Lao and others on the stage in the conference hall.

"Is Zhao Yifan from Qingzhou College of Traditional Chinese Medicine in Jiangnan Province here?"

Feng Lao frowned and looked around at the crowd below, his eyes met Zhao Yifan's in the air.

"I'm here."

Zhao Yifan stood up and smiled apologetically at Elder Feng.

Xiao Li immediately recognized Zhao Yifan as the man in the next room.

After seeing Zhao Yifan, almost everyone was a little surprised - so young?
After all, the medical exchange meeting held today is of a very high level in terms of specifications, which is different from the exchange meeting held by non-governmental organizations.

How could Qingzhou College of Traditional Chinese Medicine in Jiangnan Province send such a young person to participate?
This seems too insignificant!

"Professor Tang Yuntao Tang from your school, why didn't he come?"

The middle-aged man on the stage came to his senses and looked at Zhao Yifan with a frown.

"Professor Tang couldn't leave because he had something to do, so he let me come over."

Zhao Yifan simply explained.

"Oh……"

The middle-aged man nodded, expressing his understanding, but the expression on his face, as well as the long ending, clearly showed his dissatisfaction.

Old Feng's face was also a little unhappy, but his unhappiness was because he had yelled several times just now, and Zhao Yifan actually agreed.

Obviously, he was distracted—or Zhao Yifan didn't listen to what he was saying at all.

This made Mr. Feng feel like he was being ignored.

"Okay, it's okay, you sit down."

Feng Lao nodded to Zhao Yifan, and said in a neutral tone.

Zhao Yifan didn't care, and sat down directly.

"Zhao Yifan."

The person who spoke to Zhao Yifan earlier said to Zhao Yifan in a low voice: "Professor Tang from your School of Traditional Chinese Medicine is really courageous enough to send you to participate in a medical exchange meeting of this level." Shake your head.

"What's wrong with me coming to participate?"

Zhao Yifan didn't understand what he meant, so he asked casually.

"nothing."

The other party smiled implicitly and did not continue talking.

Zhao Yifan didn't bother to ask in detail, anyway, he agreed to Tang Yuntao because he came here this time because he was on the way.

"My colleagues here."

Seeing that Mr. Feng had no intention of continuing, the middle-aged man turned on the microphone in front of him, tapped it lightly, and said with a serious face: "The real purpose of our annual medical exchange meeting is to communicate and discuss. Work hard with each other and improve together, not just for the sake of going through the motions!"

Having said that, everyone subconsciously looked at Zhao Yifan with complicated eyes.

His gaze contained sympathy, pity, and gloating.

But anyone with a little brain knows in his heart that what the middle-aged man said was obviously aimed at Zhao Yifan.

of course.

In fact, it can't be said that it was aimed at Zhao Yifan specifically, but at Qingzhou City College of Traditional Chinese Medicine. However, this time the representative sent by Qingzhou City College of Traditional Chinese Medicine was Zhao Yifan, so to a certain extent, Zhao Yifan was considered a bad luck sheep.

The middle-aged man continued: "I hope that this medical exchange meeting will be over. After you go back, you will convey my words to the person in charge of the unit! Well, today's opening meeting will end here, and the formal exchange will begin in the afternoon Discuss, let's have lunch and break."

Everyone went outside one after another.

"Old Feng."

Xiao Li waited for Mr. Feng to come down from the stage, went to help him, and said in a low voice, "That Zhao Yifan is the one who put the note on the door before."

"Oh?"

Feng Lao frowned: "Are you sure?"

"Ah."

Xiao Li nodded vigorously.

"Hey, this Qingzhou University of Traditional Chinese Medicine is really messing around."

Old Feng snorted dissatisfiedly, and said, "There is also Tang Yuntao, whose medical skills are good, but this is a human being..." He shook his head and did not continue.

Eating at noon is a buffet mode.

Difficult to reach.

This method is the most suitable, anyone can eat whatever they like.

Elder Feng, Liang Bin and others were full of people.

As for Zhao Yifan.

It was empty, no one was sitting next to him.

Zhao Yifan didn't care too much, he chose a few kinds of his own food at random, patted his buttocks and walked out after eating.

"I don't know how Qingzhou City College of Traditional Chinese Medicine sent such an ignorant person over..."

"Yeah, I didn't say anything about coming here to apologize to Mr. Feng..."

Some people were discussing in whispers.

With Zhao Yifan's sharp eyes and ears, the voices of everyone talking in low voices naturally couldn't escape his ears.

He frowned slightly, and left quickly.

Apologize?

interesting.

Why apologize?

Zhao Yifan didn't do anything to offend Mr. Feng.

The afternoon is the time for formal medical seminars and exchanges.

At three o'clock, Zhao Yifan stepped in and saw that there was no one in the seat he was sitting in the morning, so he naturally sat in the last row again.

"...According to the results of our clinical diagnosis and treatment, this disease is treated with kanamycin, and the effect is very good..."

If the opening ceremony in the morning was a cliché without any nutritious cutscenes, then the medical seminar in the afternoon will really enter the theme.

The speaker is Liang Bin.

As a well-known famous doctor in Kyoto City, coupled with geographical reasons, there are often new medicines, specific medicines, or new treatment ideas and methods for certain diseases. Basically, the speed of popularization and implementation of hospitals in Kyoto City Much faster and earlier than the areas below.

In addition, there are a lot of patients coming to seek medical consultation in Kyoto City. As a higher-level hospital, it naturally obtains more clinical data.

These are valuable information.

Liang Bin spoke unhurriedly at the top, and everyone below took out their notes and scribbled on them. These are all dry goods.

Suddenly, Liang Bin saw Zhao Yifan sitting at the back.

Not only did this guy not take notes, but he just sat behind and wandered for nine days just like he did in the morning.

Seeing this, Liang Bin frowned, and his face looked a little unhappy, "... Teacher Zhao Yifan from Qingzhou City College of Traditional Chinese Medicine."

"Oh?"

Zhao Yifan came back to his senses and glanced at Liang Bin on the stage.

"Does Teacher Zhao have any opinion on the case I just mentioned?"

Liang Bin asked casually.

"No idea."

Zhao Yifan shook his head, and said honestly, "You're very good. These kinds of medicines and methods can indeed cure this disease. You are right."

You must know that the case mentioned by Liang Bin is his own summary of observations, and with this treatment idea, he has personally treated several similar cases.

Although not the first of its kind in the medical field.

Treatments have long been available.

However, with the treatment method Liang Bin figured out, the cost of treatment can be reduced to about half of the previous method.

In China, it is definitely the first!

However, the tone of Zhao Yifan's speech just now was almost as if the teacher was commenting on the students, and praised his posture for doing a good job on this question.

Liang Bin was so angry.

"I thought Mr. Zhao had a different opinion."

Liang Bin snorted, and when he was about to speak, suddenly, he frowned slightly, and noticed that the mobile phone on his body was buzzing and vibrating. He took it out and looked at it, and stood up and said, "I'm sorry, everyone. , I'll go out and answer the phone."

Everyone naturally has no objection.

Being able to make Liang Bin stop at such a time and go out to answer the phone will definitely not be from ordinary people.

At this moment, Zhao Yifan's cell phone vibrated, and he took it out to see that it was Mr. Lin calling.

Zhao Yifan looked around and found that no one was paying attention to him, so he walked out quietly through the back door.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

Zhao Yifan picked up the phone and asked with a smile.

"Yifan, what happened to your medical exchange meeting?"

Elder Lin coughed and asked.

"that's it."

Zhao Yifan said casually: "I came here just to sign in and complete some tasks, nothing serious."

"That's good."

Old Lin smiled and said, "I'm still worried about things that might affect you."

"Oh?"

As soon as Zhao Yifan heard it, he immediately knew that Mr. Lin must have something to look for him, he smiled and said, "What's the matter, brother."

"There is indeed something."

Elder Lin was not too polite, and said straight to the point: "Yifan, just now Shao'an told me that one of my old comrades-in-arms is not feeling well recently. Otherwise, why don't you take the time to show him?"

"Brother, are you so polite between us?"

Zhao Yifan couldn't help laughing, and said, "Okay, then I'll go there after the meeting in the afternoon, how about it?"

"How long do we have to drive?"

Elder Lin asked.

"Probably four or five hours."

Zhao Yifan also said uncertainly.

"It's been so long."

Mr. Lin frowned and said: "I know my old comrade-in-arms, every time this guy gets sick, he always fights hard. This time, he probably couldn't stand it. There is no other way, so he went to the doctor for treatment. I thought about it." So, you go there as soon as possible, so that he can be cured as soon as possible."

"Okay, I know brother."

Zhao Yifan understood the meaning of Lin's old saying, and said with a smile, "In that case, I'll go there."

"Well, let me ask the driver to pick you up."

Elder Lin said, "Can the driver find you?"

"Don't be so troublesome."

Zhao Yifan said: "Just tell me the address, and I can go there by myself. By the way, can a taxi go in?"

"Of course I can't go in."

Elder Lin laughed and said, "I'll say hello to the other side. When you get to the place, just tell the guard."

"That will do."

Zhao Yifan hummed, hung up the phone, and thought to himself, now he has to desert.

at the same time.

In the corner on the other side of the corridor, Liang Bin said to the phone with a serious expression on his face: "...Well, Director Wang, I see, I will inform Mr. Feng and let him go with me..."

(End of this chapter)