Chapter 392 You are talking about the life-sustaining needle
It was said to be a grand event, but in fact it was just speeches by various leaders.
There were almost more than 500 people in the entire venue.
Ouyang Hao and others on the stage talked about the wonderful points, at least paused for a moment, and then there was a round of applause for the saucy operation, for fear that Ouyang Hao didn't know that there was such a flattering person in the audience.
The older you are, the better you are at being worldly and sophisticated.
There was even an old man who grabbed the kettle from the waiter's hand and took the initiative to go on stage to pour water for Ouyang Hao, Ning Tianfang and others. The purpose was to let these leaders have an impression of him.
It was the first time for Li Xiaoran to participate in such a large-scale meeting. He was also full of excitement about Ouyang Hao's skill in drawing pie, and kept asking Yang Chen if it was true.
At this moment, Yang Chen was holding his hands on his chest, feeling sleepy, raising his hands to look at the time from time to time. An hour had passed, and Ouyang Hao, as the president, was still drawing pie.
"It's so boring..."
Yang Chen stretched out and muttered.
Sun Yahan, who was sitting next to him, glanced at Yang Chen, pursed his lips and said with a smile: "I think President Ouyang said it very well. We, the Chinese medicine community in China, need to be united now so that we can face the challenges of Western medicine in the future.
It can better contribute to the rise of our Chinese traditional medicine."
"It's just talk on paper."
"Take the Xijing Hou family as an example. The medicines on the market are generally effective, but the prices are ridiculously high. This is not a boost to the rise of Chinese traditional medicine, but an opportunity for Western medicine."
"Since a family of traditional Chinese medicine like the Hou family in Xijing treats patients as cash cows in the name of helping the world, then patients will naturally be able to distinguish whose medicine is more expensive and whose medicine is more effective. Sooner or later, they will be doomed."
Yang Chen crossed his legs, touched the cigarette in his pocket, and said lightly.
"It seems... makes sense."
Chang Wanting, who was sitting in the back, glanced at her grandfather and murmured.
Chang Qingshan let out a long sigh and shook his head.
What Yang Chen is talking about is the current situation, it is reality, and it is also sad.
"Didn't Sun Lai say before that today's Chinese herbal medicine dealers are making a lot of money, and the artificially grown medicinal materials are not only less effective, but also more expensive."
"As a result, a pair of traditional Chinese medicine costs 100 yuan, and the price has increased seven or eight times compared with previous years."
"So...instead of bragging here, it is better to do something practical and work with relevant departments to control drug prices and control the cost and efficacy of traditional Chinese medicines."
Yang Chen shrugged his shoulders and immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm done talking. My medical skills are not that good, but my speaking skills are really top-notch."
Forehead……
Listening to Yang Chen's evaluation of Ouyang Hao, Sun Yahan and others looked at each other and did not dare to speak.
In the entire Chinese medicine community, Ouyang Hao is a role model for young people, and not many people think so of him.
Next came the speeches of the remaining leaders.
Another forty minutes later, the camera on the large electronic screen instantly locked on Bian Nian's body.
The host also walked up to the stage excitedly, took the microphone and bowed to Biannian, and said excitedly: "Now, we invite our heavyweight guest, the dean of our Chinese traditional medicine community, Bian Nian, the lifelong honorary president of the Chinese Traditional Chinese Medicine Association.
The old gentleman gave us a speech."
Bang bang bang!
The people sitting in the audience were all well-known experts and outstanding young people in the field of Chinese traditional medicine. Facing such a god-like figure, they all clapped their hands excitedly, and there were many whistlers. The atmosphere in the venue suddenly changed.
Pushed up.
Bian Nian stood up, took the microphone from the host, walked to the center, nodded to everyone in the audience, and soon laid his eyes on Yang Chen: "Dear colleagues, I am honored to be invited to participate today.
I have just listened to everyone’s speeches at this grand meeting. I am full of confidence in the future of our Chinese traditional medicine community. I will not say anything else, but... today I want to discuss with a miracle doctor in the audience.
This is his wish and my expectation."
In an instant, the entire venue exploded.
Those who had learned the news in advance were relatively calm, but now everyone else who heard the big news looked surprised, and an uproar began to sweep through the entire venue.
What kind of courage does it take to compete with Bian Nian?
"Dad, this kid Yang Chen is definitely going to die today."
"The face that will be lost will not be his alone, but also the face of the Ning family of the Golden Emperor Pharmaceutical Group!"
Among the crowd, Hou Ziyi crossed his legs and looked in the direction of Yang Chen in the first row, with a mocking smile on his lips.
"Ziyi, if you were half as capable as Yang Chen, our Xijing Hou family wouldn't be so passive!"
"Don't be like a frog in a well!"
Hou Yong looked at his unfulfilled son and let out a long sigh.
"Yes, Dad."
Hou Ziyi looked embarrassed and nodded reluctantly.
Among the people on the stage, Ning Tianfang calmly held his hands in front of his chest, looked at Yang Chen in the first row, and nodded.
Beside Ning Tianfang, Ouyang Hao glanced in the direction of Liu Chuanmei's finger and said in a low voice: "Is this the boy that Mr. Liu is talking about?"
"yes."
Yanagawa gritted his teeth and continued: "If this kid hadn't suddenly appeared, my Xijing Hou family would not have been kicked out of the Golden Emperor Pharmaceutical Group by this old guy Ning Tianfang. After the meeting is over, I will ask President Ouyang to give me some advice.
Let the Hou family of Xijing seek justice."
"Old Ning's temper..."
When Ouyang Hao heard this, he raised his eyes and looked at Ning Tianfang, who was sitting next to him with an excited face, and did not continue talking.
Although he is the president, to put it bluntly, apart from his medical skills and reputation, his capital is not even one-tenth of Ning Tianfang's.
Moreover, this is Tianmen City, and this grand event is also funded by Jinhuang Pharmaceutical Group. To put it bluntly, it is also the sponsor dad.
Ouyang Hao was in a dilemma.
"Mr. Yang, how about we discuss it here today?"
Just when the whole audience was in an uproar, Bian Nian raised his hand to signal Yang Chen who was sitting on the chair under the stage, with a smile on his face.
A beam of light instantly locked onto Yang Chen, and everyone began to look around, wanting to see who had the courage to challenge the Medical Saint.
"Miss Sun, help me take care of Xiaoran."
Yang Chen patted the back of Li Xiaoran's hand, then straightened his suit, stood up and walked up the side steps to the stage, stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Sage Bian, treat it like a sparring match."
"What? Is this the guy?"
"Who the hell is he? He's not all hairy yet, yet he dares to challenge the Medical Saint. He doesn't know how to live or die!"
"I heard that he is from Jishengtang and the senior brother of Ning Ge in the Golden Emperor Pharmaceutical Group. He is probably quite capable."
"What about Ning Ge's senior brother? Even Ning Ge's father, Vice President Ning Tianfang, would not dare to challenge Bian Nian so arrogantly. Who is Bian Nian? He is a contemporary medical sage. In today's Chinese medicine community
The pinnacle of medical skills!”
"I only see this kid to get some heat."
The young Chinese medicine practitioners in the audience were all making comments. Looking at Yang Chen shaking hands with Biannian on the stage, his eyes were full of anger and dissatisfaction.
"Sir, could you briefly introduce yourself?"
The host took the microphone up, with a professional smile on his face, but there was also a hint of disdain in his eyes.
"Yang Chen, from Jishengtang, is also my eldest nephew, Ning Tianfang!"
Before Yang Chen could speak, Ning Tianfang, who was sitting on the podium, slowly stood up, his voice sonorous and powerful, like a bell.
Everyone in the audience shut their mouths.
Ning Tianfang's eldest nephew, no matter how bad he is, is still stronger than them. Even if they express dissatisfaction with Yang Chen's challenge to Bian Nian, in Ning Tianfang's territory, who dares to say no.
"This old guy is really at ease with this guy Yang Chen!"
Yanagawa snorted coldly and murmured: "When Yang Chen loses, I'll see how Ning Tian lets this old guy deal with himself in the association!"
"Let's take a look first."
Ouyang Hao was as conciliatory as a peacemaker and did not express his position.
He cannot afford to offend the Xijing Hou Family and the Golden Emperor Pharmaceutical Group.
To put it bluntly.
If Ning Tianfang wanted to be the president, he could be made to step down in a matter of minutes.
"It turns out he is President Ning's eldest nephew. His medical skills must be amazing."
"I wonder what Mr. Yang wants to discuss with Medical Sage Bian? Why don't you take advantage of today's conference to let the big guy take a look?"
When the host heard Ning Tianfang's words, his eyes changed obviously, and he became quite humble and respectful.
"Has Divine Doctor Yang made up his mind?"
Biannian slowly raised his hand, very generously, always with a kind smile on his face.
"Let's do this. I'll extend your life for five years. How about a tie?"
Yang Chen lowered his head and thought for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth, raised his head and said.
"Extended life?"
Just when everyone in the audience felt that Yang Chen was bragging, Bian Nian's expression turned surprised and delighted. He stepped forward and grabbed Yang Chen's wrist, quite powerfully: "Did Mr. Yang say that?"