I Can Hear the Heart's Voice of Traditional Chinese Medicine Chapter 354 - 153: Targeting Dean Zhang

Lu Xuan was simring the dicine, paying no attention.

However, although he didn’t speak, Huang Beishan ntioned him: "Dean Zhang, don’t flatter yourself. Even if you want to learn from a master, our Lu might not take you as a student. Do you really think we’re eager to have you?"

After saying that, he added: "Lu, isn’t that right?"

Lu Xuan turned back and smiled.

Although there had been so unpleasantness with Zhang Jiwei just now, it was best for soone like him from the younger generation not to get involved in these jokes among the older generation like Huang Beishan.

Huang Beishan knew Lu Xuan wouldn’t respond, so he grumpily looked at Zhang Jiwei: "Learn if you want, or don’t."

"However, Dean Zhang, I’m serious. Your talent is truly wasted by not studying Traditional Chinese dicine. If you’d chosen it back then, you might have been the dean of the Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese dicine by now, possibly even a nationally recognized practitioner, maybe even joining the Insurance Committee. Unlike , who isn’t quite up to that yet. But Lu might achieve it in the future."

"Are you serious?" Zhang Jiwei’s expression beca a bit more serious.

Huang Beishan rolled his eyes: "Of course! Would I lie about sothing like this? If you don’t believe , you can ask Lu. I might pull your leg, but Lu surely wouldn’t, right?"

Instinctively, Zhang Jiwei cast a glance at Lu Xuan, but recalling the earlier unpleasantness, his expression grew awkward.

Although he often argued fiercely with people like Huang Beishan, they were old acquaintances and usually made up quickly.

But as for Lu Xuan, it was their first eting today, and they’d already had a red-faced quarrel, so he felt hesitant to speak.

Even if he did open his mouth, the other party might not engage with him.

If that happened, it would be embarrassing.

Especially with Huang Beishan and Zhang Jingcai present, he had to maintain so dignity.

"Being able to deduce from text alone that eating less could reduce excessiveness—a skill rare even in Traditional Chinese dicine—Old Huang isn’t wrong. Dean Zhang, your talent is indeed high, but this is just the tip of the iceberg; to see if it holds, we must view the bigger picture." Lu Xuan explained earnestly.

Even though Lu Xuan had earlier quarreled with Zhang Jiwei, he figured if Zhang Jiwei truly wished to learn, he wouldn’t want to turn him away.

Promoting Traditional Chinese dicine can’t be done by just one person; it requires a group of like-minded allies and letting more people recognize, contact, and even learn Chinese dicine.

Dismissing the opportunity of teaching City First Hospital’s dean Zhang Jiwei would indeed be a waste.

Integrating Western dicine with Traditional Chinese dicine might have a positive influence.

But apparently, Zhang Jiwei didn’t expect that seemingly innocent and harmless Lu Xuan would, like Huang Beishan, also set his sights on him.

At this mont, seeing Lu Xuan acknowledge his talent, Zhang Jiwei was visibly tempted.

Though he often disparaged Chinese dicine, any practice that has survived thousands of years must have so substance, or it wouldn’t have endured.

Also, it was undeniable that countries in Europe, Arica, Japan, and South Korea were placing increasing emphasis on Chinese dicine.

In treating malignant tumors, Chinese dicine’s philosophy indeed surpasses Western dicine in so aspects. Nowadays, even in dealing with such tumors, Western dicine is aligning more with Chinese principles, realizing that re surgery or chemotherapy isn’t effective and only exacerbates the spread of cancer cells, leading to an incurable situation.

Even if Zhang Jiwei didn’t want to admit it, he had to face this reality.

Furthermore, concerning the Insurance Committee Huang Beishan ntioned, it’s mostly filled by Chinese dicine practitioners; Western dicine practitioners are rare, which speaks volus about how valued Chinese dicine is at higher levels.

Of course, Zhang Jiwei’s sights weren’t set that far ahead; at his age, reaching a level in Chinese dicine to join the Insurance Committee is pretty much impossible unless he had talent like Lu Xuan’s.

But even if not for these reasons, learning more for himself would never be a bad idea.

Live and learn.

Later in retirent, maybe he could, like Huang Beishan and others, consult at the United South Chinese dicine Association, ensuring his family’s health.

That’s sothing Western dicine can’t achieve; Traditional Chinese dicine excels in this area.

But at his age, self-studying seems a bit unrealistic.

Many principles in Traditional Chinese dicine require ti for in-depth study.

Moreover, as the City First Hospital’s dean, he didn’t have much ti to delve into studies.

In such cases, having a teacher would naturally make learning much more efficient.

However, for him as a Western dical dean, and especially the City First Hospital’s dean, to learn Chinese dicine from a twenty-sothing was a bit unsettling.

Of course, that’s not the main issue.

The crucial point is, he must be ready for the inevitable public criticism.

Just thinking of being possibly scorned by countless Western dicine colleagues sent a chill down Zhang Jiwei’s spine.

The thought of becoming an apprentice vanished instantly.

It just wasn’t the right ti, not unless he was willing to give up his current position as the City First Hospital’s dean.

Now was not the ti.

The position of City First Hospital’s dean, isn’t it appealing?

Why learn Chinese dicine?

Once retired, he could still study.

With this in mind, Zhang Jiwei’s expression beca resolute: "I’ll stick to my own little domain; otherwise, I might end up being sold by you, Old Huang, and still count the money for you."

Huang Beishan sighed at Zhang Jiwei’s decision, having already anticipated this outco.