Hands make fragrance

Chapter 537 Pig-like teammates
Smith's question is also of concern to other medical experts.

But Lin Dong didn't want to make these technical data public.But before he could answer, Dean Lei suddenly said, "Dr. Smith, the human body has bioelectric energy..."

He revealed all the technical data like beans in a bamboo tube, and Lin Dong gave him a blank look...

He had already suggested to Lei Zhengfu before, but he still said it out.No wonder they say they are not afraid of opponents who are like gods, but teammates who are like pigs!

It's just that his unproven theory, which can understand Lei Zhengfu's thoughts, will definitely be questioned.Once questioned, how can this press conference bring him enough international reputation and political capital?

He talked eloquently, and the people below were excited, and they used their own methods to record everything he said.

Lin Dong secretly sighed, and at the same time rejoiced that the potential stimulation has not been successfully researched.Otherwise, he is basically working for the whole world.

"Hello Lin Jun, I am very obsessed with Chinese medicine. From some ancient Chinese books, I found that traditional Chinese martial arts, as well as the legendary cultivation of immortality, are inextricably related to meridians."

The question continued. A middle-aged man stood up, bowed respectfully to Lin Dong and asked, "Now that the meridian theory has been confirmed, does that mean that those legendary things do exist, and at the same time, there is a possibility of reappearance? And the meridians are Isn't it related to the evolution of the human body?"

From his address, Lin Dong knew that this guy was from the island country.What surprised him even more was that this island country devil had such a rich imagination, and every sentence directly hit the greatest value of meridians.But how could he, tell the truth to this guy?

"This guy's name is Murakami Ryuichi. He's an expert in Chinese medicine from the island country. He has profound knowledge in traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture." Gu Xuewen whispered to Lin Dong his identity.

"Mr. Murakami, I am very envious of your childlike innocence. On another occasion, I would be happy to communicate with you, the chivalrous man who eats the flesh of the hulu, laughs and drinks the blood of the enemy, and the legendary immortal immortal."

These words pointed out the characteristics of the gods, also expressed Lin Dong's attitude towards the island country, and teased Murakami's innocence.None of the elite reporters and medical experts present were stupid, so how could they not hear it, and all laughed out loud.

Thunderous applause for his sharpness and humor at the same time.

Murakami felt uncomfortable for a while, but islanders always pretended to be, and soon his hypocritical smile returned to his face.

"Mr. Murakami, what we are going to discuss today is the promotion of meridians to modern medicine. If you have no relevant questions, then I can only invite the next one."

"Mr. Lin, I'm sorry, I do have some doubts, please give me your advice..."

Then he asked a series of questions, all pointing to the key parts of meridian theory, which also reflected his understanding of Chinese medicine.Of course, Lin Dong would not provide specific details, and subtly perfunctory Murakami's problems, which made Murakami very dissatisfied.

Almost all the questions that followed were directed at Lin Dong. The others on the rostrum seemed to stay out of the matter, which made Dean Lei's face a little ugly.

"Doctor Lin, as far as I know, you have one-eighth of the blood of the Great Han nationality. Is it because you have this part of the blood that you can achieve success in cold medicine?"

This sudden question attracted everyone's attention, and everyone in the venue looked at an Asian reporter standing in the middle with foolish eyes.

There is no doubt that this is the wonderful reporter of Han Country.Hearing this question, Lin Dong's first feeling was not anger but ridicule.

"This reporter friend, what kind of Korean medicine are you talking about? Xuewen, do you know?"

Gu Xuewen resisted the urge to burst out laughing, shook his head cooperatively and said blankly: "Doctor Lin, please forgive my ignorance, I don't know what cold medicine is!"

"The so-called traditional Chinese medicine refers to the counterfeit medicine developed by drawing on our experience and theories of cold medicine. Dr. Lin, we in the Great Cold Republic welcome you to recognize your ancestors at any time."

I'm stupid!Lin Dong cursed secretly, sincerely admiring this guy's thick skin.

He didn't even have the energy to get angry with such a shameless guy, and he rolled his eyes and asked, "How did you find out my one-eighth bloodline? And the Yellow Emperor, do you have any historical records?"

The reporter's face changed when he heard the words, and his lips twitched. He was powerless to refute many things, but he rolled his eyes and said: "Cold medicine is a world intangible heritage, and acupuncture and moxibustion of cold medicine have international standards. Are there any of these Chinese medicine? The meridian theory of traditional Chinese medicine proves that the honor should also be attributed to cold doctors."

Lin Dong was stunned for a while, he had seen shameless ones, but he had never seen such shameless ones.

"We really don't have these, but Confucius and Qu Yuan can become Han people, and there is nothing you can't do. As for the intangible heritage, international standards and so on, they can only deceive Westerners who don't understand the East. Mr. Murakami, do you think so?"

Murakami, who was watching a good show, suddenly received the ball thrown by him. After a moment of astonishment, he quickly reacted, nodded and said: "It is an indisputable fact that Chinese medicine originated in China. Some countries distort the facts, which can only reflect the national identity. Despicable nature."

Daoguo was already at odds with Hanguo, so how could he help him?What's more, the island country still recognizes that Han Fang originated from traditional Chinese medicine. If it admits that Chinese medicine originated from cold medicine, wouldn't Han Fang become a grandchild?
Seeing that Han Guo's reporter continued to argue, Lin Dong became impatient, and said to the security guard at the venue: "This guy is here to make trouble, take him out."

"Damn it, you can't treat me like this..."

After the farce, the press conference came to an end. Dean Lei finally regained the right to speak, and said to the audience with a smile: "Everyone who is interested, the staff will take you to see our experimental results."

A group of reporters and experts immediately followed the leading staff and entered the exhibition hall on the side.The instruments and corpses used for display are now displayed in the center.

For a while, the spotlight in the showroom was so bright that I couldn't keep my eyes open.

After visiting the booth, Smith came to Lin Dong, stretched out his hand and said in congratulations, "Lin, you are walking ahead of me."

"Dr. Smith, you are flattered. I saw your new results, which are ahead of our research."

Smith shook his head and smiled wryly: "Without a solid foundation, it is impossible to reach the final peak. But you pointed out the direction for us, and I should thank you."

His straightforwardness made Lin Dong helpless. He never thought about publishing the specific data and process, but Lei Zhengfu disrupted his plan.

"Doctor, you are too polite. Only by studying together can people all over the world benefit as soon as possible."

"Lin, you are so great. Where is your next research direction, can you tell me a little bit?"

Lin Dong quickly put on a wry smile: "I don't have a clue yet. Doctor, can you give me some advice?"

"This... Lin, you are joking. I am also groping in the dark here, so how can I give you any good advice?"

The two have their own ghosts, and they both want to take something out of the other's mouth.

At this time, Dean Lei walked towards Lin Dong with a happy face after communicating with several foreigners. Seeing him approaching, Smith suddenly smiled and said: "Lin, I hope you can make a decision as soon as possible. The genetic laboratory is looking forward to your joining. Bye !"

Without giving him time to explain, Smith left quickly. Looking at Lei Zhengfu's suspicious gaze, Lin Dong was depressed for a while. This damn old fox is deliberately trying to provoke trouble.

"Doctor Lin, what are you talking about?"

Lei Zhengfu put up his smile again and asked tentatively.Lin Dong laughed dryly: "I didn't say anything, Smith invited me to join his laboratory, but I declined!"

"It's fine if you refuse! I knew Dr. Lin that you would not betray your motherland for a little profit." He said it nicely, but the last sentence obviously wanted to make Lin Dong a soldier.

Lin Dong was upset when he heard this. He was the one who betrayed him. Telling the specific data will definitely make a lot of detours for those who are interested in it, leaving countless research expenses.

"Just now, the experts from the International Medical Federation have made a promise that as long as the meridian theory is verified, they will issue a public statement. The spring of Chinese medicine will soon come."

"Hello Lin Jun, Dean Lei." At this time, another person came over, who else but Ryuichi Murakami.With a smile on his face, he bowed humbly.

"Dr. Murakami, hello, hello!" Lei Zhengfu was equally enthusiastic towards him, but Murakami didn't pay attention to Lei Zhengfu at all. After a few perfunctory words, he looked at Lin Dong with burning eyes: "Mr. There are some questions that have not been answered, I wonder if I can talk to you alone?"

"Dr. Murakami, there is no need to talk alone, just say what you have."

"I would like to ask Dr. Lin..."

This guy was persistent, trying to get more information, including the direction of Lin Dong's follow-up research.Lin Dong talked about him from left to right, and what he said were all insignificant things, and Murakami's face became more and more ugly.

After a while, Lin Dong finally got impatient, made a plea and turned to leave.

Murakami looked at his back with a cloudy expression on his face.

In his opinion, for a young man, some accomplishments are unavoidable. With his status, he should be able to easily obtain the information he needs even if he praises him.

But Lin Dong's sophistication and difficulty were far beyond his imagination, and it was obvious that he had no chance to find a breakthrough from him.But Murakami was not discouraged, and quickly put a smile on his face, turned to look at Lei Zhengfu and started talking with him.

Lin Dong went up to the balcony on the second floor of the exhibition hall, took two breaths of fresh air, and Gu Xuewen came one after another.

"Brother, I think with Lei Zhengfu around, it's probably empty talk that we keep key data secret." Gu Xuewen's thoughts coincided with Lin Dong's. He nodded and said, "We must have absolute authority over the laboratory. , so as to ensure the safety of the research.”

"What do you think of Professor Zhuang?"

"He is a pure scholar, and he has a deep affection for his country."

Lin Dong nodded again, then turned to look at Gu Xuewen and said, "Lead the spirit for you tonight, and the next research will be based on you."

"Really, brother? I can induce spirits?" Gu Xuewen raised his head as if shocked by the words, and looked at him in great surprise.After getting an affirmative answer, he was so happy that he couldn't find the north.

After sending away the ecstatic Gu Xuewen, Lin Dong took out his mobile phone and dialed a long list of phone numbers. The stumbling block of Lei Zhengfu must be kicked away.For the next research in the laboratory, he must take all the initiative.

(End of this chapter)