"What's going on? Why haven't you taken that guy away yet?"

Li Wensheng felt uneasy and followed Wang Jun and others, trying to take advantage of the chaos to take away Ding Ning's mobile phone and destroy his evidence.

Seeing that Wang Jun had not taken Ding Ning away after being entangled for so long, he knew that the situation was not good. He secretly cursed a piece of trash and immediately made a phone call: "Pheasant, it's your turn to take action."

"Brother Li, isn't it just a mobile phone? It's just that my brothers are living with me all day long. I can't let them run away in vain..."

A young man's lazy voice came from the other end of the phone. It was obvious that he was not letting go of rabbits in sight.

"One hundred thousand. As long as you handle this matter well, I will give the brothers tea with one hundred thousand. Now I will transfer fifty thousand to you as a deposit!"

Li Wensheng gritted his teeth and said that although one hundred thousand yuan was not much for him, it was enough to hurt his heart, but compared to his future, one hundred thousand yuan was nothing.

"Brother Li handles things openly! Brother, I promise to handle it for you, just take care of it."

In a restaurant called Fathead Fish in front of the hospital, a dozen young men who looked like gangsters were drinking and blushing. A young man with a comb hair looked at the transfer information on his mobile phone and suddenly became energetic as if he had been given a shot of chicken blood.

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He hung up the phone and waved his hand: "Brothers, work has started."

"The boss is mighty. He received a big deal just after he was discharged from the hospital."

A young gangster with earrings and dyed white hair flattered him.

"Little KISS, follow me from now on, I guarantee you will make a fortune, let's go!"

The man with the cockscomb waved his hand energetically and walked out of the hotel first, followed by a group of young men who followed him.

The fat owner of the restaurant stopped them with his lips pursing, nodded and bowed and said: "Brothers, you haven't paid the bill yet."

"I'll pay you for being stupid. Didn't you see that we haven't finished eating yet? Don't take away the dishes. Let's go do some errands and come back later to continue drinking. Get out of here."

The white-haired gangster kicked the fat boss away impatiently and walked away with an arrogant figure.

"Bah, these damn little red guys, what age are they in, and they still eat King's meal, Xiao Liu, follow them, Xiao Zhao, call the police."

The fat boss was kicked to the ground. It took him a while to recover, and he roared with a ferocious expression.

"Boss, these people are not good people. Will calling the police cause them to retaliate?"

The waitress named Xiao Zhao asked timidly.

"Bullshit, they are just a bunch of little red guys who can't stand up to the stage. I think back when I, the fat-headed fish, dominated the world, they didn't know where to play in the mud, and they dared to eat a king's meal at my place. They really thought that I had been a fool all these years.

Yes, although I am no longer in the Jianghu, there are always legends about me in the Jianghu. When it comes to me, fat-headed fish, whoever doesn’t give me some respect on the road should listen to me and call the police immediately."

The fat boss viciously took off the white T-shirt with big footprints printed on it. His breasts, which were plumper than a woman's, were actually tattooed with a cute cartoon goldfish. The waiters couldn't help but cover their mouths and laugh.

The high-level ward on the 13th floor is overcrowded at the moment. Director Zhao, President Zhou and the senior officials of the hospital committee are all there. Even the two leading figures in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, Hu Lao and Zhang Lao, are also there.

Shen Muqing lay quietly on the hospital bed, with a reserved smile, and accepted the warm greetings of these people. She knew that these people were not coming for her, but for that magical guy.

Huang Guangwei, director of the cardiothoracic department, took the latest examination report and said in surprise: "A miracle, really a miracle. According to the results of the previous examination, the heart patient originally had coronary atherosclerosis, which caused the arterial wall to thicken and harden, the blood vessel cavity to narrow, and the disease to become abnormal.

Involving large and medium-sized muscular arteries, it has almost developed to block the arterial lumen, causing ischemia of the organs supplied by the arteries. However, the symptoms of coronary atherosclerosis have now disappeared. Although it has not been completely cured, it has also played a good inhibitory role.

, the patient’s life will not be in danger in a short period of time.”

Director Zhao didn't quite understand this, but he still asked with interest: "To put it bluntly, is this young man really very capable?"

"Yes, not only very capable, but quite capable."

Huang Guangwei is a very broad-minded surgical director. He did not deliberately attack Ding Ning because he was able to control the patient's symptoms and made him lose face. Instead, he strongly praised:

"I can only describe this phenomenon as a miracle. The patient suffered from severe congenital heart disease, patent ductus arteriosus, pulmonary valve stenosis, heart valve stenosis, as well as coronary atherosclerosis and myocardial ischemia.

The symptoms can be said to be that the patient is dancing on the tip of a knife every day and will die at any time. I believe that even the top cardiologists in the world will not dare to operate on her."

Huang Guangwei's face lit up and he took a deep breath: "I studied Western medicine. To be honest, I used to be a little dismissive of Chinese medicine. I thought it was pseudoscience without scientific clinical verification. But now, this is called Ding Ning

The young man used his miraculous acupuncture therapy to confirm my narrow-mindedness and changed my view on traditional Chinese medicine. I have to say that traditional Chinese medicine does have incredible curative effects. It has done things that western medicine cannot do and created an impossible world.

It’s a miracle, and I look forward to the patient’s next treatment process.”

Mr. Zhang and Mr. Hu had big smiles on their faces. Mr. Hu stroked his beard and said seriously: "I would like to add one more point, because our country of China is a country with many disasters. Many foreign invasions have caused our

The historical and cultural faults of the land of China and the medical methods of our predecessors

Most of the traditional medicine has been lost, which is why traditional medicine has declined. This does not mean that traditional Chinese medicine is inferior to Western medicine, which treats headaches, the head, and foot pains, which are quick to treat but treat the symptoms but not the root cause. Although the treatment methods of traditional Chinese medicine are slow to take effect, they pay attention to treating both the symptoms and the root of the disease.

If the cause is found and treated, the recurrence rate is very low.”

Seeing that everyone was listening to him attentively, Mr. Hu felt refreshed and proud, and he said eloquently: "There are reasons for the decline of traditional medicine. Traditional Chinese medicine is profound and profound, and is often accompanied by profound and obscure metaphysics.

, this can easily give people a feeling of feudal superstition, and that is why it is criticized as pseudoscience. I feel ashamed to say this.

, Regarding Miss Shen’s condition, neither Lao Zhang nor I can come up with an effective treatment plan. But Ding Ning’s treatment method, neither Lao Zhang nor I can understand, but the curative effect is obvious, coupled with his acupuncture method.

It is suspected that the Nine Ghosts and Thirteen Needles have been lost long ago, so I boldly infer that what Ding Ning uses is not modern Chinese medicine, but real ancient medical techniques."

"What? How is this possible?"

"The reappearance of ancient medical skills, what does this mean for traditional medicine?"

"In ancient times, Guan Gong scraped bones to treat poison, and Hua Tuo wanted to perform a craniotomy on Cao Cao. This shows that ancient Chinese medicine is by no means a pseudoscience."

“Is this a sign of a resurgence at a time when traditional medicine is at the end of its rope?”

"Although I studied Western medicine, I have always been in awe of the mysterious traditional Chinese medicine skills in our country. However, some practitioners of traditional Chinese medicine have not mastered their skills and have corrupt medical ethics. They are often accompanied by fraud and misdiagnosis. This is the reason for the decline of traditional Chinese medicine.

main reason."

"Traditional Chinese medicine is a treasure of our motherland and should never decline. Looking at the current situation of the medical profession, I feel sad for traditional Chinese medicine."

"The reappearance of ancient Chinese medicine may be an opportunity for the rise of Chinese medicine."

"Hey! Don't be so optimistic. It also depends on our country's attitude towards traditional Chinese medicine. Some of the current situations are not something we can change."

... When everyone heard the words, they immediately boiled like boiling water dropped into boiling oil. Everyone expressed their opinions and talked about it. Among them, Liu Jianshe, the section chief of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, was the most excited.

Director Zhao watched all this calmly, but felt extremely excited. After everyone had come to an end, he raised his hands to signal everyone to be quiet.

After coughing to attract all the attention, he said impassionedly: "The Ministry of Health has just issued the latest document. The national leaders are vigorously supporting the development of traditional medicine. The Ministry of Health is taking the lead to prepare to establish a traditional Chinese medicine association and instruct local health departments to

To cooperate and assist, Ninghai, as a municipality directly under the Central Government, will also establish a Ninghai Traditional Chinese Medicine Branch Association."

Director Zhao slowly looked around and saw the excited expressions of practitioners engaged in the traditional Chinese medicine industry, such as Mr. Zhang and Mr. Hu, and then said with satisfaction: "The branch of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association in Ninghai was established with the assistance of the Ninghai Health Bureau, but we only have the power of supervision.

, the specific business will be managed by the elected president of the Ninghai Traditional Chinese Medicine Branch Association, with the intention of promoting China’s medical culture and making our traditional Chinese medicine industry go international."

"Are you going to compete with Western medicine?"

"Traditional Chinese medicine has been in decline for decades. It may not be that easy to rise quickly."

"Nothing is difficult in this world except for those who are willing. As long as the country supports it, I believe that Chinese medicine will be rejuvenated again."

"It's easier said than done. Chinese medicine is no better than Western medicine. Western medicine can produce practitioners in batches, but Chinese medicine is much more difficult."

"No matter how difficult it is, we must do it. The precious wealth left by our ancestors cannot be destroyed in our hands."

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Director Zhao's words once again caused an uproar. Some were high-spirited, some poured cold water on them, some were ambitious, some retreated despite the difficulties, some were foaming at the mouth, some were dismissive...these were all different attitudes.

Director Zhao looked on with a smile and waited until everyone calmed down before continuing: "Of course, I revealed this news in advance just to show that our country's attitude towards traditional medicine is supportive. The establishment of the Ninghai Traditional Chinese Medicine Branch will probably be postponed until later this year.

Well, after the Chinese New Year, there will be a meeting of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners in Ninghai area.

We will discuss the details later. If you have any good opinions or suggestions, please take this time to consider them carefully. Everyone is welcome to speak enthusiastically during the meeting. This topic has come to an end for the time being. Now our attention returns to Miss Shen’s condition.

, Ms. Ye, do you think Ding Ning has a chance to make Miss Shen recover?"

Ye Shulan glanced at Shen Muyang, who had his head lowered and said nothing. Ever since she relayed Ding Ning's words after she came back, this guy has always maintained this posture and has not moved.

She knew that Shen Muyang was in a tangle, and she couldn't help but sigh deeply. Sometimes, she really couldn't understand the so-called dignity of men. This was the case for Ding Ning, the same for Shen Muyang, and the same for her husband.

Ye Shulan really wanted to give Shen Muyang some more time. She had an intuition that Shen Muyang would eventually compromise with Ding Ning.

But now Director Zhao has brought the topic to herself, and she has to respond: "Ding Ning, well, he is a very individual doctor, but he is undoubtedly a very capable person. I believe that even if he has not cured Mu Qing now, He is not sure, but sooner or later, he will have the strength to make Mu Qing recover."

"What Ms. Ye said is also what I want to say. Everyone is well aware of your daughter's condition. To put it bluntly, it is a miracle that she can survive to this day. And Ding Ning has created two more miracles on this miracle. , firstly, it allowed her heart muscle to expand and return to normal, and secondly, it controlled her coronary atherosclerosis and bought her a certain amount of time. I believe that Ding Ning will create an even greater miracle sooner or later. "
Chapter completed!