Wang Fugui took a sip of the drink placed on the table in front of him and continued.

"But if you want to truly master the essence of traditional Chinese medicine, it will definitely be even more difficult."

"After all, no Chinese medicine practitioner who is truly capable has achieved some small achievements without studying hard for more than ten years and having many years of experience. The combination of theory and practice."

"It's just that. Traditional Chinese Medicine is already very rare. Moreover, in society, most people encounter quack doctors. What's more serious is those who cheat directly under the name of traditional Chinese medicine."

"The current situation has also led to the fact that Chinese medicine has become less and less trustworthy in most people, and few people are willing to believe Chinese medicine anymore."

Wang Fugui shook his head while saying that, and sighed helplessly, his tone full of regret.

All he just said is about the reality of traditional Chinese medicine’s current development.

Zhou Hong, who was sitting opposite him, nodded thoughtfully.

She still didn't expect that the inheritance of traditional Chinese medicine would be so tortuous.

Zhou Hong said.

"Then according to what you said, the current inheritance of traditional Chinese medicine has become in danger."

Even an expert who is proficient in Western medicine is full of regret for the current situation of traditional Chinese medicine.

She really felt the magic of traditional Chinese medicine.

She sighed helplessly and said to Wang Fugui.

"Doctor Wang, since you have achieved such high achievements in traditional Chinese medicine and the situation of traditional Chinese medicine has become so difficult now, it would be a pity if this medical technique is really lost? I think you have the responsibility and the ability to pass on traditional Chinese medicine."

Wang Fugui was slightly stunned and looked at her in surprise.

He really didn't expect that such words could be said from a Chinese person.

He suddenly felt a little ashamed and didn't dare to look directly into Zhou Hong's eyes.

Zhou Hong continued.

"Doctor Wang, I suggest that if you have time, you can write a set of textbooks about traditional Chinese medicine, and then write your theoretical knowledge on it, and try to write it as simple and easy to understand. In this way, a lot of knowledge can be passed down from you?"

"At the beginning, you didn't say that a lot of knowledge has been gradually lost. Now if you write them all, then those who practice traditional Chinese medicine are studying hard may be able to change the current situation of traditional Chinese medicine!"

Wang Fugui looked at Zhou Hong in surprise, only to see Zhou Hong's dark brown eyes deep and bright, with sincere eyes.

He had some doubts, why is Zhou Hong, a person who studies Western medicine, so concerned about traditional Chinese medicine?

"Professor Zhou, aren't you studying Western medicine? And you are not considered a serious Chinese. Why do you care so much about our local Chinese medicine?"

Professor Zhou Hong smiled faintly, took a sip of the drink in front of him, then gently put down the cup, looked at Wang Fugui's eyes and said.

"Doctor Wang, although I am not from Chinese, my profession is also a doctor, and I am a scholar who devotes himself to academic research. In my eyes, medicine should not be limited by region!"

"Medical sciences all over the world should be connected, and I just hope to learn the most profound medical skills!"

"And to be honest, there are actually some of my own selfish thoughts in it."

"The reason why I asked you to compile your knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine into the book is that I also want to learn your magical medical skills."

"I always believe that no matter what kind of medical skills it is, as long as it can benefit mankind and treat patients, such medical skills cannot be buried."

"I hope that doctors from all factions in the world should not be limited by region. Instead, we must unite and jointly advance the progress of human medical skills."

"What I just said was all my truest thoughts."

Wang Fugui looked at her deeply. Although Professor Zhou Hong was not from Chinese, his mind and vision did make Wang Fugui himself admire him.

Zhou Hong didn't stop and continued.

"I also know that your magical medical skills are a precious treasure to you. If they are made public, it will be very unfair to you."

"Just like there are some very famous magicians in our place. After inventing those shocking magic, they all say that they must know this skill yourself and always hide it, because they are all the guys they use to eat. Even if you don't want to compile your knowledge into a book, I can understand it."

While the waiter was chatting, he had already brought the beef they had asked for.

Zhou Hong said as she lowered her head and picked up the knife and fork, cut a small piece of meat into her mouth, and started chewing it slowly.

Wang Fugui looked at Zhou Hong and said with a smile.

"Professor Zhou Hong, after listening to you, I really admire you very much."

"I am very grateful for your concern for the revitalization of traditional Chinese medicine. As a Chinese medicine practitioner, revitalizing traditional Chinese medicine and developing traditional Chinese medicine is what I should do. After listening to your words today, I understood a little. I should indeed do something."

"I can promise you that when I get time, I will write down my traditional Chinese medicine theory. After writing it, I will definitely let you see it as soon as possible to see if it can move you!"

After hearing this, Zhou Hong stood up excitedly, nodded at Wang Fugui, and then stretched out his right hand to him.

After seeing this, Wang Fugui stood up and stretched out his hand to her.

Zhou Hong held Wang Fugui's hand excitedly.

She took a deep breath and said in Wang Fugui's eyes.

"Doctor Wang, I really thank you very much. I know this decision is definitely not easy for a miracle doctor like you."

"I also know that there are many famous Chinese medicine families in China, but their medical skills are not out of the box. When I asked about this, I was very nervous. I didn't expect you to agree so happily. Dr. Wang's heroic spirit really makes me admire you!"

Wang Fugui said with a smile.

"Okay, we are all young people, don't put a high hat on me, let's have a drink, I'm very happy to meet you!"

Wang Fugui filled the wine glass in front of him, then raised it high and looked at Zhou Hong excitedly.

Zhou Hong was also very happy and raised her cup and clinked Wang Fugui.

The two of them drank all over and smiled at each other, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

After having dinner with Zhou Hong, Wang Fugui returned to the hospital after a simple farewell.

When he arrived at the hospital, he found that Xiaobao's grandmother was sitting alone in the chair outside the door. Sister Zhao Li didn't know where she went.

When Xiaobao's grandmother saw Wang Fugui, she immediately stood up.

"Doctor Wang, you are back!"
Chapter completed!