"Twenty minutes are up. I think Dr. Long should quickly pull out the silver needle and announce the result." Seeing that the situation suddenly turned against him, Liu Feng quickly turned his attention to the patient.
Zhang Dagang raised his eyes and glanced at the clock on the wall, and pulled out the silver needles on the dean's body one by one.
Looking at the dean who was still unconscious and with an earthy complexion, Liu Feng winked at the younger brother on the side.
The younger brother has been following Liu Feng for more than a year. When he caught Liu Feng's look, he quickly stepped forward and said harshly: "Dr. Long, now that the needles have been removed, your director still has no improvement. You should admit in front of everyone that Nakanishi is just fooling you."
It’s just a human trick.”
Zhang Dagang didn't say a word, but he took out a silver needle from his waist and stabbed the dean's middle finger without haste.
He stretched out his hand and squeezed, and black blood gushes out.
"I think it's you who should admit it?" Zhang Dagang snorted coldly. As black blood dropped from his hands, the dean, who was still lying on the bed unconscious, suddenly opened his eyes.
"The dean is awake, the dean is really awake!"
"Dean, how are you?"
When I saw the dean wake up, dozens of students crowded around the bed, with unconcealed concern and worry on their faces.
Looking at the innocent and childish faces and the old face of the dean lying on the hospital bed, which was as dry as tree bark, the photographers quickly clicked the shutter.
"How is this possible? This..." Liu Feng looked in disbelief.
Li Jinggao looked at the rosy-cheeked old dean, his mustache curled up proudly, and turned back to look at the reporters who were dumbstruck: "Shoot, you must take a good photo, so that everyone can see with your own eyes how powerful our Chinese medicine is!"
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The reporters looked at each other and thought to themselves, it seems that they will have to seek help from traditional Chinese medicine practitioners to treat the long-term ailments they have suffered due to work.
Shocked, the reporters rushed to Zhang Dagang like crazy, with the microphones in their hands eager to shove them into his throat.
"Mr. Long, may I ask what you did just now? Is Chinese medicine really so magical?"
"Mr. Long, may I ask where your master comes from and why you have the long-lost Nine Needles of Huiyang."
"Mr. Long, you said you are the vice president of the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Do you have any good ideas about the current predicament of traditional Chinese medicine?"
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Various questions were asked, and Zhang Dagang smiled and waited for the reporters to finish asking.
"I will answer your questions one by one. As for traditional Chinese medicine, is it really so miraculous?" Zhang Dagang's eyes fell on the expectant faces of the reporters, and then he answered: "Traditional Chinese medicine is the core of our Chinese nation."
Things that have been passed down for five thousand years, many dynasties have changed, even our Chinese characters have changed from oracle bone inscriptions to regular script and running script, etc., but Chinese medicine is still passed down, which is enough to show that Chinese medicine is something that our ancestors cannot give up."
"In other words, the spread of Western medicine in our country began in the war-torn times. Its efficacy was rapid, so it became very popular in that era and continues to this day."
After hearing what Zhang Dagang said, the Western doctors all nodded in agreement.
"But although Western medicine is very effective, compared with traditional Chinese medicine, the side effects are much greater." Seeing the reporters nodding in agreement, Zhang Dagang continued to guide: "You are like our nephritis, pneumonia, hepatitis and the like.
Chronic diseases, if you use Western medicine, how would you treat them?"
On everyone's mind, when it comes to kidneys, most people think of dialysis.
Dialysis is not only extremely painful for patients, but also costs a lot of money.
"Traditional Chinese medicine focuses on conditioning, using a series of natural methods such as acupuncture and traditional Chinese medicine to awaken your body's own immune system, rather than using hormones to suppress or remove lesions in your body."
As soon as Zhang Dagang said these words, the scene was in an uproar.
At this time, even many Western doctors couldn't help but feel moved.
Let me ask you, if they had any disease themselves, they would never be willing to remove part of their body.
"Stop being alarmist here. If you use your traditional Chinese medicine awakening therapy to meet patients with emergencies, I'm afraid if you don't even have the medicine, the patient's body won't be able to wait any longer." Liu Feng snorted coldly.
Although he almost had a heart attack just now, Western medicine can treat diseases quickly and conveniently, much better than those dirty Chinese medicine clinics.
Liu Feng's words instantly aroused dissatisfaction among the students, but Zhang Dagang raised his hand to signal the students to calm down.
He walked up to Liu Feng and circled around Liu Feng twice.
Liu Feng was horrified by Zhang Dagang's gaze. He crossed his arms and said, "What are you doing? Don't move your hands or feet in public."
Now he covered it with his hands, and the originally wide white coat instantly showed off his perfect breast shape.
"Director Liu, right? You seem to be under a lot of pressure during this period. Haven't you discovered that you have male hypogonadism and your breasts have grown a lot during this period?"
As soon as Zhang Dagang said this, everyone looked at Liu Feng's chest.
The reporters all asked Zhang Dagang in confusion, and Zhang Dagang could only patiently explain: "Hypogonadism is simply caused by insufficient secretion of sex hormones in patients."
"You fart, you didn't even check, how do you know?" Liu Feng wanted to curse at this moment.
Zhang Dagang did not answer, but turned to look at the dozens of students, and then said: "Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to seeing, hearing, asking, and understanding. The patient's mouth may lie, but his voice, breath, and complexion will never lie."
As soon as Zhang Dagang said these words, everyone looked at Liu Feng and suddenly felt that he looked weak and overindulged.
"Director Liu, your situation is indeed serious. If you don't want to develop breast cancer and use your Western medicine resection, you'd better use Chinese medicine to treat it quickly."
As soon as Zhang Dagang's words came out, Liu Feng's face turned pale instantly.
Watching the Western doctors whispering next to them, Zhang Dagang walked up to them one by one and pointed out the potential diseases in their bodies.
Looking at the pale-faced Western doctors, Zhang Dagang spread his hands and said, "Okay, you can go and check to see if the director's diabetes has been cured by me."
After Zhang Dagang finished speaking, he looked at the Western doctors who were still standing there stupidly and suddenly realized: "Oh, look at my head, why have I forgotten that your Western medicine diagnosis requires instruments?"
Seeing the dumbfounded looks of those Western doctors, dozens of students at the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital finally couldn't help laughing.
The director of the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine also lifted the quilt and got out of bed. He walked up to Zhang Dagang vigorously and stretched out his hand: "You must be the deputy director of our hospital of traditional Chinese medicine. I am Zhao Hongwei. Thank you for saving me. Yes."
Mr. Long, the renaissance of our traditional Chinese medicine is just around the corner."
After Zhao Hongwei finished speaking, he pointed to the students standing at the door: "Mr. Long, from now on you will not only be the vice president of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, but also the vice president of the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine. There are too few people in our traditional Chinese medicine community. I'm sorry to trouble Mr. Long."