Chapter 555

Is there anyone in charge of Chinese medicine?

have!

Chinese Medicine Administration!

Is there a guidance unit?

Yes!

Academy of Chinese Medical Sciences.

This is the highest academic department of traditional Chinese medicine.

The application submitted by Yakuo Institute was returned.

It is this Academy of Sciences that is opposed.

Chen Yang wonders what went wrong?

So I rushed to the Imperial Capital.

Because of Wenqing, they contacted a dean in advance.

It was already noon when Chen Yang arrived at the imperial capital.

In order to solve the problem as soon as possible, he immediately went to the Academy of Sciences with Tian Guang.

The dean was taking a lunch break at the moment, and the assistant asked them to come back later.

Chen Yang had no choice but to wait patiently in the reception room.

Being extremely bored, he wandered around and took a look at the highest guidance institution for traditional Chinese medicine.

When he saw the rows of job titles on the wall, Chen Yang couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Most of the academicians and major scientific researchers are basically Western medicine practitioners, and at most they have project titles of integrated traditional Chinese and Western medicine.

This is a research institution for traditional Chinese medicine!

Why are there so many Western medicine doctors?

Western medicine instructs traditional Chinese medicine?

Do you have that face?

Chen Yang cursed a few words in his heart.

Then he looked at its R&D units.

You don’t know if you don’t look at it, but you will get angry when you look at it.

The research and development direction of these units is either the integration of traditional Chinese and Western medicine, or research in the direction of Western medicine.

Are you a traditional Chinese medicine hospital?

Can't you just stick to your theory?

Can't you just study the properties of the medicine obediently?

What kind of blood molecular and medicinal chemistry experiments are you doing?

Is this pushing Chinese medicine into the realm of Western medicine?

Guo Jia spends so much money every year to support so many people, just to let you slowly push Chinese medicine into the field of Western medicine?

If we continue in this direction, Chinese medicine will no longer have to live. Sooner or later, these people will castrate it into a branch of Western medicine.

No wonder this sentence has been circulating on the Internet.

Sooner or later, Chinese medicine practitioners will be killed by their own people.

Grass!

Even Neptune's R&D unit is doing better than them.

I will endure!

I will endure!

Chen Yang took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his body.

This is the Academy of Sciences.

This is the highest guidance department for traditional Chinese medicine.

This is not a place where a common man like him can run wild.

Besides, he came here to ask for help.

Not causing trouble!

Stop watching!

Stop watching!

Looking further, he didn't know if he could suppress his anger.

In this way, Chen Yang returned to the conference room and closed his eyes to rest, waiting for the dean's interview.

Who knew the wait would last for three hours.

Chen Yang was hungry and angry.

But there is no way.

All I can do is wait patiently.

Finally, it was around four o'clock in the afternoon.

The assistant told him that the dean wanted to see him.

Chen Yang then followed his assistant into a lounge.

As soon as he entered the lounge, Chen Yang was stunned.

The dean's office is very large, covering an area of ​​one hundred square meters.

Not only that, the entire room is very luxuriously decorated, with rockeries, flowing water, lush grass, and seedlings planted around it.

If he didn't know this was an office, what kind of garden hotel would Chen Yang think he had entered?

A short, fat old man, with his back to Chen Yang, was leaning over the desk writing furiously.

Bald, fair skin, all hair is white.

Holding a pen in one hand, the other hand behind his back holds two fitness balls.

This is the dean.

He looks a bit like an outsider.

"Hello, Dean Chen!"

Chen Yang said hello.

The dean's surname is also Chen, so he can barely be considered a member of the family.

"Oh, here we go, sit down!"

Dean Chen didn't even look back, just writing his own words.

Chen Yang glanced at the corner of his eyes and found that he wrote a poem, which seemed to be about Qinyuan Chunxue.

"Dean, you're welcome. I'll just stand there."

The dean didn't sit down, so Chen Yang was naturally embarrassed to sit down, so he had to stand and accompany him.

Chen Yuan was silent and busy writing, and Chen Yang was too embarrassed to interrupt his elegance.

After a while, Chen Yuan finally finished writing. He put down the pen and admired it for himself. He was very proud of it.

He looked back at Chen Yang and then asked.

"Young man, how about taking a look at this calligraphy?"

Chen Yang took a look and his brows jumped.

He still knows something about calligraphy.

Running script pays attention to the meaning, flowing clouds and flowing water, and it is done in one go.

This guy wrote...

Large and small, uneven in thickness, and inconsistent in energy accumulation.

It's like constipation, sometimes it's tangled, sometimes it's unrestrained, sometimes it's unbearable and it's like diarrhea.

Elementary school students can become so strong after practicing for several years.

Chen Yang cursed in his heart, but said: "I'm sorry, Dean, I'm a rough guy and don't understand this... But since it was written by the Dean, it must be very good..."

This matter was contacted by Wen Zaiying, and she also told Chen Yang in advance that this Chen Yang liked calligraphy and liked to be praised by others, asking him to be smarter and say more nice things.
To be continued...