Su Han didn't care and just sat quietly beside Mr. Chen.

He is not the protagonist of this exchange meeting. He just listens and learns carefully.

Some people around him looked at him for a few times and didn't say anything. They didn't know Su Han, but they also knew Mr. Chen from the National Medical Hall. Even the people he brought were not something that young people like them could say.

More and more people came to the venue. A few old men came from the door with gray hair, which seemed to be quite old.

Su Han looked at it carefully and found that all these old Chinese doctors were in good health, flirting with spirits, and very strong.

Sure enough, being a doctor has this benefit and can better keep you healthy.

"Su Han, those old guys are here, I'll say hello." Old Chen stood up and smiled, "Why don't you go with me?"

I'm afraid those old guys can't believe such talented juniors. Such young people have such superb medical skills.

Su Han smiled, looked at the old Chinese doctors, and shook his head gently: "This time, my main purpose is to study. They are all a group of old people, and I was not suitable for me in the past."

He knew himself well. He was so young and had never proved his medical skills in front of them. Even with Mr. Chen's introduction, it was easy to make people misunderstand.

Anyway, I just came to study, so I saved the trouble of saying hello.

Mr. Chen smiled, but did not force Su Han to force him. He knew that Su Han was a low-key person and did not like to be too ostentatious. Su Han was fully qualified to participate in such a grand event, but Mr. Chen still respected Su Han's meaning.

Asked Su Han to sit first, Mr. Chen went over to say hello one by one.

"Old Chen, it's been a long time since we met, hahahaha!"

When several genre representatives saw Mr. Chen, they laughed and bowed and greeted each other.

"Old Xue, I heard that you have accepted another good disciple. Have you brought you today?"

"Don't say, it's really not easy to harvest a good seedling now!"

Several people exchanged greetings and sighed at what had happened in the past few years. When it comes to accepting disciples, several people also had helplessness on their faces.

As traditional Chinese medicine declines, it is really not easy to accept a few good disciples and pass on the traditional Chinese medicine of this school.

Learning traditional Chinese medicine requires time accumulation and constantly updating one's knowledge. It is a time-consuming and labor-intensive category. Nowadays, young people can endure this hardship.

"Oh, it's a headache when you talk about this. There will be many young people coming today. Let's see if anyone can see you. Just take it back to be an apprentice!"

Wen Rujun, a representative of the typhoid school, couldn't help but shake his head, and said with helplessness on his face, jokingly.

"Traditional Chinese medicine is indeed not easy to learn. I like Chinese medicine. There are not as many people who want to learn Chinese medicine as before, but there are still some."

Old Chen's face was full of pride, and even a hint of pride, so he could not escape the eyes of several people.

They immediately stared at Mr. Chen and said with some envy: "Old Chen, have you received a good apprentice?"

The tacit understanding came from some unknown place, and they all turned to look at the guest seat. Su Han, who was sitting next to Chen's name, couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Have you brought your apprentice?" Wen Rujun blinked and smiled.

Xue Yang, the representative of the Anti-Evil School, also looked at Mr. Chen and couldn't help but smile: "I look a little young. Isn't I a student who just graduated from school?"

Several people immediately laughed. At this age, I don’t know whether I have the patience or not, let alone whether I can learn it thoroughly.

"Don't talk nonsense," Old Chen shook his head quickly. Although he also hoped that Su Han was his apprentice in his heart, he knew better that his ability was really not qualified to be Master Su Han, "That's not my apprentice."

"Don't hide it, and you think we will snatch it from you? Such a young man doesn't look like a Chinese medicine doctor. Lao Chen, you should polish it carefully."

Several people were joking, and Mr. Chen wanted to explain a few words, saying that Su Han was invited by himself to attend the exchange meeting together, so where was his apprentice?

But before he could say anything, the meeting host was calling everyone to attend the seat and ready to start.

Representatives from several schools of thought came to the seat, and Mr. Chen couldn't help but shake his head when he returned to the guest seat.

"I just said, you are so young, those old men would never have thought that your achievements in traditional Chinese medicine are not inferior to them."

Mr. Chen glanced at Su Han and couldn't help but smile.

Even if he hadn't seen Su Han's methods with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it.

Su Han's existence seems to be to prove that young people can also learn Chinese medicine, and can reach a very high level in the field of Chinese medicine!

It takes time to accumulate this iron rule, which seems not so suitable for Su Han.

Su Han just smiled and glanced at the seniors of those schools, but didn't care.

He is not blamed for being young, anyway, as long as he is not young in medicine.

"They are all respected seniors and have profound attainments in the field of traditional Chinese medicine. It would be great if they can come to study today."

Su Han said humbly, without any arrogance.

Learning is endless, he is not a despicable person. These old Chinese doctors have many things worth learning from and even more worthy of his advice.

Mr. Chen nodded. Seeing Su Han so polite, humble and studious, he was even more envious. How clever should he have to teach such a genius doctor?

The National Medical Exhibitor begins!

Representatives of several major schools are already sitting in their seats, with many people standing below. Except for some media, most of them want to take this opportunity to ask these old Chinese doctors to help treat diseases and save lives. This is a link in every exchange meeting, and it is also an opportunity for these schools to prove their medical skills.

Those longing eyes, with expectations and pleas, hope to get the help of these miraculous doctors.

"Old Xue, then let's start?" Wen Rujun, a representative of the typhoid school, smiled and gently stroked his long beard.

This kind of exchange meeting is to sit down and talk about the strange cases we have encountered over the years, talk about them together, and see what the differences are between different schools of solutions, learn from one example and let everyone think about it.

As long as there is a spark of thought, it can further improve the level of the entire industry.

Su Han sat there, listening carefully, and from time to time he had his own opinions, but he didn't say anything, but listened carefully, and even took out his notebook and recorded it patiently.

"Different schools have very different ways to solve the disease, and the research on the human body also focuses on their theory."

Su Han listened for a while and nodded slightly. From the mouths of these old Chinese doctors, he also heard a lot of things that he had not noticed in the past and benefited a lot.

However, these different schools also have limitations. The issues they consider are not particularly comprehensive, so the thinking of diagnosing and treating diseases is more difficult to jump out of their school theory.
Chapter completed!