Gan Yuanhua looked at Liang Wei with fun: "Did you believe it?"

Liang Wei ignored Gan Yuanhua's attitude and turned his head to look at Jiang Feng solemnly: "I misunderstood Mr. Jiang's medical skills before. It's hard to imagine that if you have such a high level of traditional Chinese medicine at your age, maybe you can really treat Yu prescription."

Jiang Feng said it was okay.

Gan Yuanhua snorted: "Xiao Jiang is very capable, and you still have many things you don't know."

"Okay, okay, you know a lot, but we still need half a day."

"What's the meaning?"

"This is Yanjing, no better than other places. If you are qualified and famous, you can try it, but Jiang Feng..." Liang Wei sighed helplessly: "Jiang Feng is really too young, so it's okay to ask him to assist in diagnosis and treatment. If he is asked to be the attending doctor, this requires negotiation and application."

"When is it now? I'll talk about these rules."

Gan Yuanhua said angrily: "I'll tell them that they have no choice but to delay the patient's condition."

"What do you think of your temper? I'll negotiate with them."

Liang Wei stopped Gan Yuanhua and hurriedly left.

Gan Yuanhua sighed: "A group of pedantic people."

Jiang Feng touched his nose, said a few words to Gan Yuanhua, and prepared to see the Southern School Traditional Chinese Medicine Association.

After walking downstairs, before he could walk far, Jiang Feng walked to the pond and saw Gan Juan quietly throwing the fish food in his hand.

Jiang Feng hesitated for a moment, but walked over.

"Where did you get the fish food?"

Jiang Feng sat next to Gan Juan and asked casually.

“There are some in the market outside.”

"It doesn't make sense for you to do this. You also heard what you said in the conference room. Mr. Liang is not what you think, and the whole conservative is not what you think."

"Hmph, what do you want to say?"

"Actually, your grandfather cares about you very much."

Although Gan Yuanhua didn't say anything, Jiang Feng could feel this kind of family affection.

"You are not a good lobbyist, and I know."

Gan Juan closed her hair, and a faint smile on her ordinary face: "Grandpa has been fighting for traditional Chinese medicine all his life, and my father is not good at doing business, so he can only put his hope on me.

He is usually very strict with me and I have complained, but I know that grandpa loves me very much and hopes that I can go far on the road of traditional Chinese medicine."

Jiang Feng was slightly silent.

"I don't really want to disgust conservatives here. I have some understanding of what they treat me, what they treat grandpa, and what Chinese medicine is like today.

I just don't want to give up. I saw those who regard this place as a view of the scenery and as a guide for their own advice. I was dissatisfied with the people who were talking about traditional Chinese medicine. I was unwilling to accept it and angry.

I hope that through my actions, the association will give an attitude, at least not make this place a place where people are pointed at.

But I know, this is something that cannot be reversed.

I still love this place, I really love it because it is the Chinese Medicine Association.”

Jiang Feng has seen many people who are willing and do not seek rewards to contribute to traditional Chinese medicine. He has also seen their juniors. They have the same idea as Gan Juan. They are also unwilling to give up and want to achieve something.

They are a group of people who truly love traditional Chinese medicine and a group of cute people.

"Your name is Jiang Feng. Are you very familiar with grandpa?"

"I'm not familiar with it, this is my first time meeting Mr. Gan."

"Grandpa likes you very much."

Jiang Feng was silent.

"It can be seen that he attaches great importance to you."

Gan Juan suddenly stared at Jiang Feng's eyes: "Have you really treated Han Shu's disease?"

"yes."

“Excellent.”

"It's nothing. There are many people who can cure Han Shu's illnesses in a profound way."

“Then where did they go?

If there were such people, why would traditional Chinese medicine decline?”

"They, they might have gone where they should go."

“Where is that place?”

"I have no idea."

"Why do they go to that kind of place?"

"I don't know either."

"What do you know?"

Jiang Feng chuckled: "I know I will find them sooner or later and then ask the reason for all this."

"I think they will say that the times are unstoppable, and the decline of traditional Chinese medicine is God's will."

Jiang Feng was stunned for a moment. Gan Juan was much more interesting than he thought. After thinking about it, he smiled and said, "Maybe he really would say that."

"Then what do you find them to do?"

Gan Juan looked at Jiang Feng curiously.

"I have no idea."

"You don't know this, and you don't know that. Isn't it the same as the current Chinese medicine practitioners? I don't know anything. Our Chinese medicine practitioners take jujube pills."

"What about you?"

Gan Juan looked at the fish in the pond: "I want to reform. Although I don't have much say now, I will keep working hard. Sooner or later, I will come up with a perfect way to reform traditional Chinese medicine and make traditional Chinese medicine have a good side."

“This is a goal worth fighting for a lifetime.”

"What is your goal?"

"My goal is to let traditional Chinese medicine stand in the world again. I don't think about whether it is the top one, but I don't want traditional Chinese medicine to cut off its inheritance, which will lead to the next era and next era, children can only understand the history of traditional Chinese medicine in textbooks.

Reality is not available to learn.

From prosperity to decline, from existence to non-existence.”

Jiang Feng stood up and began to walk along the pond.

Gan Juan stared at Jiang Feng's back in a daze, suddenly frowned, and then narrowed her eyes with amusement.

The long eyelashes swayed.

She was very curious about Jiang Feng. It was enough to cure Han Shu, a stubborn disease that can help Chinese and Western medicine.

But if you want to revitalize traditional Chinese medicine, it is not enough to have a medical skill. You must also have a heart that is not afraid of hardships.

Through the conversation just now, Gan Juan suddenly likes Jiang Feng a little. They are the same type of people, but not the same type of people.

Thinking about what my grandfather taught me since childhood, Jiang Feng is also the same person as his grandfather.

Thinking of this, Gan Juan hurriedly stood up, packed up the fish stall and chased after him: "Hey, wait for me."

......Yanjing First Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, Expert Room.

There are more than a dozen Chinese and Western medicine experts sitting in the room, and the minimum age here is around fifty years old.

His hair was half white and his face was serious.

Pei Shaofeng, the director of the Chinese Medicine Hospital, hung up the phone expressionlessly. After looking around, he slowly spoke: "The Cultural Street Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, Nan sent a call to recommend someone to come over to treat Yu Fang."

Sitting in Pei Shaofeng's position was Che Jing, the vice president of the Chinese Medicine Hospital. He raised his eyebrows: "Aren't they care about the matter?"

Chejing is a radical person and definitely has no good impression of conservatives.

This time, many people sent Yu Fang to have radicals, and some from neutrals came, but the conservatives came two young assistants, which made them all shameful for the Chinese medicine group in front of Western medicine.

"Have they thought of any good idea?"

On the other side of Pei Shaofeng is the attending doctor of the Western medicine, Shi Shaochen, who spoke after hearing this.
Chapter completed!