Chapter 1222: Disbelief in Western Medicine

Faced with Yu Zhiming's inquiry, Wei Guohuai did not hide anything and said, "I only have one small request."

After a pause, he said in a deep voice, "My son is studying eight-year clinical medicine at Peking Union Medical College and will graduate next year."

Wei Guohuai said proudly, "I am not bragging. My son has excellent grades. Every year, his comprehensive scores are among the best and he is often praised by teachers."

"I hope that after he graduates next year, he will have the honor to study and work by your side, Doctor Yu."

Yu Zhiming frowned and said, "Doctor Wei, if your son is really as good as you said, then he can choose any domestic hospital after graduation?"

Eight-year doctoral graduates with excellent grades from top domestic medical schools such as Peking Union Medical College and Binhai Jiaotong University School of Medicine do have the right to choose which hospital to go to.

Even hospitals of the same level as Peking Union Medical College and Huashan Hospital.

Wei Guohuai nodded gently and said, "That's true, but my expectation for my son is not only to enter the top domestic hospitals, but I also hope that he can grow into a famous doctor with a high reputation."

"Studying and working beside you, Dr. Yu, who is rarely seen in a century, is the shortcut to becoming a famous doctor."

This...

When Yu Zhiming heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little proud, but he tried to keep his expression normal and said, "Dr. Wei, you overestimate my role. Isn't it said that famous doctors are not trained, but grow up by themselves?"

Wei Guohuai said softly, "Doctor Yu, can you Greatly shorten and reduce the time and difficulty of becoming a famous doctor. "

Yu Zhiming laughed, and seeing that neither Mr. Ye nor Teacher Qi Yue wanted to speak, he said to Wei Guohuai: "Doctor Wei, there is still a year before your son graduates, and more than a year before my hometown hospital is put into use."

"There is plenty of time, so don't rush to make a decision. I will seriously consider this matter, and please consider it again and again, Doctor Wei."

Wei Guohuai also knew that it would be difficult to get a positive response from Doctor Yu if this matter was raised suddenly. Seeing that his goal had been achieved, he tactfully said goodbye and left the glass house.

After he left, Qi Yue sighed and said, "Typical Chinese parents who sacrifice everything for their children's growth."

"However, I think his decision is not only worthwhile, but also very bold and wise."

Qi Yue met Yu Zhiming's gaze and said, "First, I am very optimistic about the development prospects of the teaching hospital. It will definitely become one of the well-known hospitals in the country within ten years."

"Second, this doctor Wei is right. Following you is indeed the shortcut to becoming a famous doctor."

"Teacher, am I really that great?" Yu Zhiming said this with some lack of confidence, but his face showed a smug expression as if he was going to talk about it.

Qi Yue suppressed his laughter and said, "As the saying goes, facts speak louder than words. Although Zhou Luo, Shen Qi, Sui Chi, Duan Yi and others have a good foundation and are excellent young doctors, the gap between them and Gong Yue and Qiu Yi is still quite obvious."

"In just a few months, their strength has been significantly improved, and the gap with Gong Yue and Qiu Yi has narrowed a lot. The most obvious thing is that they have surpassed many young doctors of the same level."

"After a year or two, the performance will be more obvious."

Yu Zhiming said with a chuckle, "In fact, I didn't do anything to them. It was mainly their own efforts."

Qi Yue laughed and said, "There are great scholars talking and laughing, and there are no unlearned people around you. Following you, you have seen famous doctors at home and abroad, and they have handled difficult and complicated diseases, and difficult and serious diseases. With your one year of experience, they may be the condensed experience of other doctors in ten or twenty years."

This made Yu Zhiming a little overjoyed.

Qi Yue took a sip of tea and continued, "Zhiming, Dr. Wei can see this, and so can others."

"However, since Zhou Luo, Shen Qi and the others, you have not had any additional staff around you, and the hospital leaders have repeatedly pressed not to disturb you."

"If you agree to Dr. Wei, I guess many people will be restless next time."

Qi Yue suggested again, "As you said, there is still a long time, so don't decide so quickly. First investigate the situation of Dr. Wei and his son."

"If you want to stay with you, you must be good enough."

Yu Zhiming nodded vigorously and said, "If you are not smart enough, not good enough, I will not accept any benefits you promise."

At this time, someone else came to visit the glass house.

The visitor was a tall and thin old man in his sixties who was in high spirits and came to greet Mr. Ye.

From his conversation with Mr. Ye, Yu Zhiming learned that the old man had been Mr. Ye's patient more than ten years ago. After Mr. Ye's wonderful treatment, he not only recovered, but also is still in good health and eats everything he wants.

"Mr. Ye, since that treatment, I no longer believe in Western medicine. Western medicine treats the symptoms but not the root cause, making people unable to leave the hospital for life."

The old man complained: "In the end, it's just a knife cut, which seriously damages people's vitality and is not far from death."

"Over the years, my family and I usually take Chinese medicine to regulate our bodies. Occasionally, we have minor illnesses such as headaches and colds, but we get through them without taking medicine."

The old man sighed: "Chinese medicine is still profound and most suitable for the Chinese body. It can also regulate the body from the root, which is many times better than Western medicine."

Yu Zhiming ate the dishes silently without saying a word.

There are many people who do not believe in Chinese medicine and say that Chinese medicine is pseudoscience. Naturally, there are also people who believe in Chinese medicine.

This is a personal choice.

Mr. Ye chuckled and said: "Traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine each have their own strengths, and the choice should be based on individual physical conditions."

Elder Zhang chuckled and said, "Mr. Ye is generous and tolerant. Those Western doctors in the hospital will only look down upon Chinese medicine."

After a pause, he continued: "I also accidentally saw the live broadcast of the three-tang competition last week, and then I learned that Mr. Ye came to Binhai and opened the Licorice Hall, a traditional Chinese medicine clinic."

"I would like to take my whole family to Licorice Hall for a pulse check and check-up. Is it convenient for you, Mr. Ye?"

Mr. Ye agreed, gave Mr. Zhang a business card of Licorice Hall, and asked him to call the number above to make an appointment.

Elder Zhang took the business card and left happily.

After the man left, Yu Zhiming looked at Mr. Ye and asked, "Teacher Ye, this man said that he has been seeing you for more than ten years. Do you still have any impression?"

Ye Lao said with a smile: "How can I still remember what happened more than ten years ago?"

"I don't have a photographic memory."

"Zhi Ming, can you remember?"

Yu Zhiming shook his head and said: "I don't have such a good memory. At most, I am somewhat familiar with the patients from a year ago."

Qi Yue praised: "This memory is quite amazing. The number of patients you come into contact with every year is a huge number."

"It is so-so."

Yu Zhiming said modestly, and then said to Mr. Ye: "Mr. Ye, I noticed that when the man just said that he had received your treatment more than ten years ago, his breathing and heart rate accelerated significantly."

"Is he lying?"

Mr. Ye understood and couldn't help but said happily: "This person has put a lot of effort into asking me to take action in order to close the relationship."

Yu Zhiming chuckled and said: "You are a master of Chinese medicine. It is not easy for ordinary people to ask you for diagnosis and treatment."

Qi Yue also smiled and said, "This person is quite shrewd. He brings a certain amount of trust to him by building closer relationships on occasions like weddings."

"If Zhiming were ten years older, this trick would most likely be used on you."

Yu Zhiming smiled and said: "Probably not. What he said about not believing in Western medicine was not a lie to please Mr. Ye."

Someone knocked on the door again with a wine glass.

This time it was an acquaintance, the Prince of Changxu Medicine...

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