"Okay, then I'll call a few old friends in the domestic medical field." Professor Mo felt that Chen Xuan's words made sense. If he really wanted to contribute to domestic medicine, he would pay the travel and accommodation fees himself.

But Chen Xuan didn't care about the expenses required to hold the medical conference, so he took all the expenses.

After saying goodbye to Professor Mo, Chen Xuan left Huaqing University and came to the Imperial Hospital of Beijing.

When he learned that Hua Changpu, who was coming from Chen Xuan, had put down his work and brought a few confidant imperial doctors to greet Chen Xuan.

After meeting, Chen Xuan saw that Hua Changpu had a difficult face and seemed to have encountered some trouble.

"Old Hua, what's wrong?"

"Doctor Chen, I heard that after you were preparing for the medical conference, you have been preparing for the past few days, mainly to contact traditional Chinese medicine friends I met before and invite them to attend the conference."

After hearing Hua Changpu say this, Chen Xuan asked in confusion: "This is great. Could it be that you encountered any problems when you invited them?"

"Most of my friends expressed that they were willing to attend such medical conferences, but there was an old friend with a heavy weight who was completely unwilling to do so, and they were very angry about it, and they even came to Beijing to warn me." Hua Changpu's face was a little bitter.

It seems that he was warned by his friends for many years, and that feeling was very uncomfortable.

Upon hearing this, Chen Xuan couldn't help but narrow: "It's their freedom to not agree to participate, but he also came to warn you, why is this?"

"I wonder if Doctor Chen, have you ever heard of the ancient Chinese medicine family?" Hua Changpu did not answer positively, but instead asked Chen Xuan's question.

Chen Xuan was a little surprised: "I heard of it, but I only found out recently. It is said that there are ten ancient Chinese medicine families and four ancient Chinese medicine schools in China."

On the way to avoid disaster not long ago, Chen Xuan met one of the ancient Chinese medicine sects in Xichuan.

It is also because of this that it turns out that there are ancient Chinese medicine forces in China.

However, this force chose to live in seclusion and was unknown to outsiders.

After Chen Xuan answered, it was Hua Changpu's turn to be surprised.

"Top ten aristocratic families and four major sects?" Hua Changpu seemed to hear something immortal, "Doctor Chen, my old friend has never told me this. It turns out that there are so many aristocratic sects in ancient Chinese medicine?"

"That's right."

Chen Xuan nodded.

"After you say this, I remember that I can also invite the Baicao Sect of the Ancient Traditional Chinese Medicine in Xichuan to attend the medical conference. The joining of Baicao Sect will be of great help to our revival of traditional Chinese medicine."

"That's good, if my old friend agreed, too." Hua Changpu smiled bitterly and looked back at a window on the second floor of the hospital. "Now my old friend is drinking tea in my office. His surname is Mei. Doctor Chen should go up and take a look?"

"Okay, then I'll go and see this old Chinese doctor Mei and hear what his insights are."

Chen Xuan said, let Hua Changpu lead the way and come to the dean's office on the second floor of the Imperial Hospital.

After entering the office, Chen Xuan saw an old man in his sixties, wearing a long gown, drinking tea leisurely.

"Lao Mei, my master, Dr. Chen, is here." Hua Changpu did not hide his identity as a disciple of Chen Xuan in front of his old friend for the sake of face.

When Chinese Medicine Doctor Mei heard this, he immediately glanced at Chen Xuan, and then said in an old-fashioned manner: "I said Lao Hua, with your medical level, do you still need to be a young man as your teacher? Is this Divine Doctor Chen really that powerful?"

"Didn't I tell you that Dr. Chen is a modern successor of the Guigu Medical Immortal. Do you know the thirteen acupuncture of the Ghost Gate? Do you not even believe the old friend's words?" Hua Changpu smiled helplessly.

When Chinese medicine doctor Mei heard Hua Changpu say this, he couldn't help but look at Chen Xuan again, then smacked his lips and commented: "If such a young man really knows how to use the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate, it's really amazing."

"Senior, I'm too proud." Chen Xuan politely modestly.

But Chinese Medicine Medicine suddenly turned slightly and his voice turned cold: "I said, you kid, do you really think that your medical skills are unparalleled when you learn the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate? Let me tell you, the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate is just one of the ancient Chinese acupuncture techniques. The thirty-six needles of the Mei family are no worse than the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate! "

"Oh, is that?" Chen Xuan was not upset because of the bad tone of Chinese medicine in Mei. Instead, he was attracted by the so-called Thirty-Six Needles of Luoyu. "So, you have the top ten ancient Chinese medicine families and four major sects who have their own unique acupuncture techniques?"

"You actually know the top ten families and four sects, and it seems that they are not considered frogs in the well."

A look of surprise appeared in Chinese medicine doctor Mei's eyes, but he quickly calmed down.

Since Chen Xuan knows the Thirteen Acupuncture of the Ghost Sect and knows the ancient Chinese medicine families and sects, it is nothing special.

The old Chinese doctor of the Mei family crossed his legs and took a sip of tea and said, "Boy, you only know one thing, not the other. The ancient Chinese medicine families and sects did not all have their own unique acupuncture techniques. For example, the Su Wentang in the aristocratic family only knows how to nourish qi and harmonize, and never uses acupuncture to cure diseases. Shennong Valley among the four major sects is good at searching and cultivating herbs, and the disciples do not learn acupuncture. The thirty-six acupuncture of our Mei family is placed in the top ten aristocratic families, and they are all top acupuncture techniques. So you must know that there are people outside of others and there are heavens outside of heaven."

"Thirteen acupuncture in the Ghost Gate is indeed not a very skillful acupuncture technique."

Chen Xuan's mouth curled up a curve.

He has the "Divine Needle of Tribulation" that surpasses the mortal world, and of course he doesn't like the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate.

Chinese Medicine Mei only dares to say that his family-born acupuncture technique, thirty-six needles of fall feathers, is not worse than the thirteen needles of the Ghost Gate, which means half a pound and eight taels, and it is definitely far inferior to the magic needle of passing the tribulation.

After pretending to be modest, Chen Xuan asked his most question: "Mr. Mei, I would like to ask, I will hold a medical conference, it would be fine if you refuse to attend, why do you still come to Beijing to warn Mr. Hua? What is this?"

"Boy, do you know that my Chinese medical skills have been passed down for thousands of years and cannot be desecrated!" Mei Chinese Medicine said that she became angry when she got angry, and suddenly her eyes were full of anger. "Modern society regards our Chinese medicine as a person who deceives the world and steals the reputation. He says that Chinese medicine is a scam. If that is the case, why do we still want to revive Chinese medicine? People in the world are stupid and hopeless. This is the reason why our ancient Chinese medicine families and sects live in seclusion! "

"This is not a good way to solve the problem." Chen Xuan could see it.

It turns out that this Chinese medicine doctor Mei is a cynical person. Because of the decline of traditional Chinese medicine, he was disappointed with modern society and chose to hide the world. The same is true for other ancient Chinese medicine families and sects. This will accelerate the decline of traditional Chinese medicine.
Chapter completed!