Xu Qingyun and Bai Bingyun were both sitting in the front row, and some people familiar to Xu Qingyun were also sitting in the front row.
It should be the old Chinese medicine teacher and dean who were watching when Xu Qingyun was in class that day.
Seemingly confused when he saw Xu Qingyun, Bai Bingyun, who was sitting next to him, quietly introduced the seven people on the podium to Xu Qingyun.
Lin Pingan naturally needs no introduction. Sitting next to him is Wei Chunming, a highly respected old Chinese medicine practitioner who is almost eighty years old this year.
The other five are all famous Western medicine doctors in Yuncheng, and they are also very powerful people.
These seven people represent the medical community in Yuncheng to a certain extent.
After listening to Bai Bingyun's introduction, Xu Qingyun frowned slightly: "Of the seven judges, only two are Chinese medicine doctors, and five are Western medicine doctors! Is this looking down on Chinese medicine?"
Bai Bingyun was silent, Chinese medicine has indeed declined.
The medical exchange meeting officially begins.
The seven famous doctors on the high platform will give speeches one by one, talking about their own experiences, the future development direction of medicine, etc.
Lin Ping'an and Wei Chunming, another veteran Chinese medicine doctor, combined, spoke for less than five minutes before the host handed the microphone over to the Western medicine doctor.
The lecture time for Chinese medicine practitioners is limited, but there is no time for Western medicine practitioners.
Xu Qingyun frowned deeply, and his face became increasingly ugly.
"What kind of medical exchange meeting is this? Let's just call it a Western Medicine Exchange Meeting!" Xu Qingyun said coldly.
When Xu Qingyun said this, he did not deliberately lower his voice, and he was sitting in the front row, so his words fell into the ears of the seven famous doctors in front of him word for word.
When the Western doctor who was giving a speech heard this, he raised his eyebrows and said in a bad tone: "Young man, who are you? You are here to cause trouble!"
"Did I make a mistake?" Xu Qingyun was not afraid and responded loudly, "Why do Mr. Lin and Dr. Wei have to interrupt them before they have finished their speeches? It's your turn for Western medicine to give a speech.
, you can speak freely!”
"If this is really a medical exchange meeting, both Chinese and Western medicine should be treated equally, instead of suppressing Chinese medicine like this!"
Hearing this, the Western doctor sneered and said: "Young man, if you don't know the situation, don't talk nonsense. The conference has a time limit. We are doing this to arrange the time reasonably. What everyone wants to hear is about Western medicine. Traditional Chinese medicine has nothing to do with it."
How many people want to hear it, and Chinese medicine doesn’t have much to say!”
"Haha!" Xu Qingyun burst out laughing after hearing this, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. He stood up directly and said loudly: "You said that Chinese medicine has nothing to say, then I can only say that you are ignorant.
Ignorant and extremely ridiculous!”
"You!" This Western doctor was so angry at Xu Qingyun that his face instantly turned livid.
Xu Qingyun ignored this guy at all and continued to speak loudly: "Traditional Chinese medicine was born in primitive society, and the theory of Chinese medicine was basically formed during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period."
"Traditional Chinese medicine carries the experience and theoretical knowledge of ancient people's fight against diseases. It is another encyclopedia of our human survival and development for thousands of years. It is guided by ancient simple materialism and spontaneous dialectics through long-term medical treatment.
A medical theoretical system gradually formed and developed through practice."
“TCM is the most influential medical compendium in the world.”
“There are countless medical works of traditional Chinese medicine such as Huangdi Neijing, Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases, Compendium of Materia Medica, etc.”
"Chinese medicine, the art of Qi Huang, if we were to talk about it, it would take us three days and three nights to finish it. You actually said that there is nothing to talk about."
"If you are not stupid, who is stupid!"
"You are not a pity, you are ridiculous!"
Xu Qingyun's words were so shocking that the middle-aged man who just said that there was nothing to talk about in Chinese medicine was blushing extremely and looked embarrassed.
"Okay! Young man, well said!"
Wei Chunming, an old Chinese medicine doctor who was almost eighty years old, couldn't help but burst into laughter after hearing what Xu Qingyun said, and applauded loudly.
Lin Ping'an also looked excited and sympathized with Xu Qingyun's words.
Bai Bingyun's eyes were filled with brilliance as he looked at Xu Qingyun, who was full of energy and speaking out for his love. This chapter has been completed!