Chapter 54 You can insult me ??but not Chinese medicine!
Going up the narrow and damp stairs to the third floor, Liang Zhengtao took out the key and opened the security door. After the two entered the house, Liang Zhengtao's expression changed, and then he ran to the bedroom without even taking off his shoes.
In the past, Yan Murong didn't know why, but he ran after him.
"Shaokun? Why are you here?" Liang Zhengtao asked, looking at the two young people in the bedroom.
Yan Murong looked over and saw an old lady with gray hair and thin body lying on the bed, looking at the young man named Shaokun with a loving look on her face.
"Dad, this is my classmate Richard, whose Chinese name is Dai Wei. He is my classmate at Harvard Medical School. He is from Shanghai, and his major is brain science. He just returned to China this time, so I asked him to come
Grandma, take a look." Liang Shaokun pointed at the young man next to him and said.
"Oh, that's right." Liang Zhengtao nodded and said. "I thought there was a thief in the house. He didn't even say a word when he came. It scared me. How about it? Did you find anything out?"
"The test result is the same as what the hospital said. Richard said that if you need surgery, it is better to go to the United States. The medical equipment there is very advanced and the success rate is higher."
"We'll talk about this later. I just brought a doctor over this time and asked him to take a look at your grandma." Liang Zhengtao pointed to Yan Murong behind him and said. "Shaokun, this is Dr. Yan Murong Yan, Murong, this is Dr. Yan Murong.
My son Liang Shaokun."
After Liang Zhengtao introduced him, he said, "Shaokun is also a medical student. Speaking of which, you are also in the same profession. It's just that he studied Western medicine and you studied Chinese medicine."
"What?" Liang Shaokun suddenly screamed strangely, looked at Yan Murong in surprise, then looked at his father and asked, "Dad, you said he is a Chinese medicine doctor?"
"Yes, Murong is a Chinese medicine doctor, and his medical skills are very high."
"No, absolutely not." Liang Shaokun shook his head repeatedly.
"What's not working?" Liang Zhengtao asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"We can't let him treat grandma." Liang Shaokun looked at Yan Murong and said. "Dad, I'm not telling you, how can you find a traditional Chinese medicine doctor to treat grandma? It would be better if you find an old traditional Chinese medicine doctor, but
How old is he? Aren't you afraid that grandma's condition will get worse? Besides, what kind of medicines does traditional Chinese medicine prescribe? It's either branches or leaves, or animal offal. Can those things be eaten? Traditional Chinese medicine? Traditional Chinese medicine is not good at all. Grandma has to
It’s a brain tumor. Is it okay to eat the twigs and leaves?”
Yan Murong's face suddenly darkened, and she began to feel unhappy.
When I first came here, I heard that he specifically asked his American classmates to treat his grandma, and I felt a little fond of him. At least he knew how to be filial - but the following words made Yan Murong a little angry.
Already.
"Shaokun, what are you talking about?" Liang Zhengtao was also angry and looked at Liang Shaokun with a tigerish face. "What do you mean broken branches and rotten leaves? That's Chinese medicine. Besides, why can't Chinese medicine be used? Chinese medicine is ours
Why is Chinese medicine, the most precious thing left over from five thousand years of Chinese history, no longer good? Don’t think that you can talk nonsense just because you went abroad and drank foreign ink for a few years. Do you know that Chinese medicine is many years earlier than Western medicine?”
"I'm not wrong." Liang Shaokun said unconvinced. "Look at the advertisements posted on the street. The old Chinese doctors can cure all diseases. Are they all liars? How many of them are capable?"
"You-----" Liang Zhengtao was so angry that his son couldn't speak. He pointed his finger at Liang Shaokun and trembled with anger.
"Minister Liang, I wonder if I can say a few words." Yan Murong walked to Liang Zhengtao and said calmly.
"Murong, just say it, just say it."
Yan Murong nodded, looked at Liang Shaokun and said, "You can insult me, but you cannot insult Chinese medicine or the things left by our ancestors."
"Insulting Chinese medicine? What a joke!" Liang Shaokun glanced at Yan Murong disdainfully and said, "Even Western medicine surgery has risks, but you, a Chinese medicine doctor, are useless. And my friend also said that if you go to the United States for surgery, at least there are risks.
More than 80% sure, how sure are you?"
"Superficial." Yan Murong smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "If they tell you that they are not 10% sure, will they not do the surgery?"
"Impossible." Liang Shaokun said firmly. "Richard is a doctor at Kane Brain Hospital in the United States. That hospital is authoritative in the world. Your assumption is simply not valid."
"So I said, you are too superficial." Yan Murong sighed and said. "It is because of you young people who worship foreign things that Chinese medicine has declined."
"What do you have? What do you know? Do you understand Chinese medicine? Don't you? Since you don't understand, why do you want to denigrate Chinese medicine as worthless? You don't understand anything, so what are you using to denigrate Chinese medicine? -----Use you
Which is the cheapest body, the most valuable dignity, the most unreliable oath, the most hypocritical friend, the most self-righteous dream or the most shameless self-confidence?"
"You have nothing and you don't understand anything, so why do you denigrate Chinese medicine?"
"Murong, that's good." Liang Zhengtao couldn't help but cheer loudly after hearing Yan Murong's attempt to steal the show. Even the old lady lying on the bed couldn't help but nod her head-----Old man, I still believe in Chinese medicine.
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Liang Zhengtao and Richard both looked extremely ugly. Yan Murong's words seemed to slap them in the face, making their faces burn ----- How could this kid insult them like this?
"Look, what are you looking at? I have to tell you." Yan Murong pointed at Liang Shaokun, who had a handsome face as dark as the bottom of a pot and said. "Don't forget, you are a Chinese, just like what I said.
, don’t go out and drink foreign ink for a few years and then you can talk nonsense and use the things of outsiders to slander the things of your ancestors. This is not called worshiping foreigners. This is a typical mentality of forgetting one's roots ----- and you, Richard, are
Right? You are a Chinese, why do you choose a foreign name? When you leave the country, you don’t even want to take your ancestor’s surname?”
"you-----"
"What am I?" Yan Murong directly interrupted Liang Shaokun's words and said. "I would like to advise you, if you don't understand it, you have no right to speak. When you understand Chinese medicine, you can talk about it later."
"You-----you wait." In the end, Liang Shaokun was so angry that Yan Murong couldn't say a word. After saying a harsh word, he pulled Richard, who didn't look very good, out of the door.
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Looking at the closed door, Yan Murong suddenly felt depressed and wanted to beat someone up - given the current national conditions, it is really difficult for traditional Chinese medicine to develop.