"You’re going to Jinling?"
When Peng Yan heard Lu Jiu say he was going to Jinling to attend the Traditional dicine Heritage Conference, his expression beca sowhat comical.
"Hahaha, just a couple of days ago, Xu Zhijie from our class was bragging heavily in the class group, saying he’s going to that Traditional dicine Heritage Conference. Young doctors have to be exceptionally outstanding to get a spot, sothing like that, and his words were dripping with pride."
"I think this guy was overshadowed by you for a whole five years. Now that he’s achieved a bit in Jinling, he’s eager to show off in the class; it’s perfect timing for you to go and show him up."
The Xu Zhijie Peng Yan ntioned was a classmate of theirs.
Coincidentally, he’s also from a family of traditional Chinese dicine practitioners.
There were three students in the class from families of traditional Chinese dicine. Besides him and Lu Jiu, there was also a girl nad Guan Yi.
The three of them had similar grades while studying.
Basically, they took turns being the top in exams.
But whenever the teacher took them to intern at the hospital, Lu Jiu’s performance was always the best in class. Even in the second and third year, the teachers said Lu Jiu could consult independently.
You could say that back then, in terms of traditional Chinese dicine skills, Lu Jiu was almost miles ahead in the class.
Guan Yi was alright; she had a gentle personality, didn’t like competition, and knowing her skills were lacking, she kept her head down and studied hard.
Of course, she also didn’t like to ask others for guidance.
Though she was pretty and looked easy-going, once communicating with her, people realized all her kindness and courtesy were to politely keep people at a distance.
Lu Jiu didn’t have much interaction with her during their five years of university.
On the other hand, Xu Zhijie always seed to compete with him openly and covertly.
Of course, since they were classmates, the rivalry was limited to traditional Chinese dicine and didn’t involve other matters.
Lu Jiu never had any bad blood with Xu Zhijie.
But being Lu Jiu’s best buddy, Peng Yan particularly disliked Xu Zhijie for showing off in the class.
Especially after Lu Jiu left Jinling, this guy acted like he was the most successful one in the class, constantly spreading workplace airs in the class group, which made Peng Yan quite displeased with him.
"Maybe even if we et, we won’t have much interaction." Lu Jiu laughed.
Peng Yan said, "Who knows, anyway, I don’t have a good impression of him."
Lu Jiu laughed, "Don’t think too much about it. I’m not going to Jinling just for fun."
Peng Yan asked curiously, "Is Elder Huang taking you to see the world?"
Lu Jiu nodded, "Not just to see the world. If I perform well, it could be a great help to our hospital."
Peng Yan rubbed his chin, "Perform? Does Jinling need you to show so skills?"
Lu Jiu shook his head, "I don’t know about that. Anyway, it’s just a week; I’ll find out when I get there."
Peng Yan asked, "Will the principal be going?"
Lu Jiu said, "Yes, this conference is apparently bigger than any before, and as the head of Jinling Hospital of Traditional Chinese dicine, the principal certainly has to go."
"And it’s not just dostic attendees; there are international traditional Chinese dicine participants as well."
International traditional Chinese dicine?
Peng Yan said, "From Fusang?"
Lu Jiu shook his head, "De Hans."
Peng Yan asked strangely, "Do they have skilled traditional Chinese dicine practitioners?"
In Peng Yan’s impression, the Fusang side was the country with the most traditional Chinese dicine people outside of Huaxia.
Among them are skilled individuals, and many traditional Chinese dicine professors in the country have studied in Fusang.
Of course, besides learning, it’s mostly about getting a study abroad certificate.
This makes it sowhat easier to advance in the future.
Lu Jiu laughed, "They have quite a few traditional Chinese dicine clinics there, though most are acupuncturists, and there aren’t many who study herbal dicine, but they’re not few either. The acupuncturist invited this ti is said to know the legendary Five Elents Acupuncture Technique."
Five Elents Acupuncture Technique?
Peng Yan was startled.
He’s familiar with this technique. His teacher said it has been lost during school.
In Huaxia, the true transmission shouldn’t exist. All Five Elents Acupuncture Techniques that appear on the market are forcibly pieced together by many traditional Chinese dicine practitioners in the past decade.
He didn’t expect sothing lost to the Chinese would be learned by soone from De Hans.
"Is it the true transmission?" Peng Yan asked.
Lu Jiu nodded.
Peng Yan couldn’t help but laugh, "If traditional Chinese dicine reforms fail and declines, will our people have to go abroad to study traditional Chinese dicine in the future?"
Lu Jiu laughed, "Not to that extent, we’re still trying."
"Alright, I have to go see patients. I’ll chat with you after I get back from Jinling."
After saying that, Lu Jiu left the Health and Rehabilitation Departnt and returned to his office.
Zheng Youli was already sitting in the office.
He, unlike other doctors, cos very early every day and rarely goes to practice exercises.
Sotis when he’s tired from seeing patients, he just sits there with closed eyes for a mont, then he’s recharged.
Of course, if it’s a full day of seeing patients, Zheng Youli would also have a hard ti enduring.
After all, age is a factor. He’s over seventy but still healthy and able to see patients daily, which is impressive.
In the past few days, there haven’t been many looking to learn dicine from Zheng Youli, but in the Bone Setting Departnt, seven or eight young doctors have been seeking guidance from Wang Tong.
Even those not from the Bone Setting Departnt would seize the chance to find him whenever they had ti.
Wang Tong never holds back, generously sharing all his knowledge.
Sotis seeing these young doctors using his thods to save patients, Wang Tong is quite pleased.
In recent days, Lu Jiu has been informing his patients not to co to the hospital to see him temporarily for a week. For returning patients, Lu Jiu prepared their prescriptions in advance, and after everything was ready, three days later, Lu Jiu, along with Huang Fusheng and Shen Congwei, set off for Jinling.
In less than a year, returning to Jinling once more.
Lu Jiu feels as though several years have passed.
After the train arrived, seeing the scenery of Jinling, a sense of unfamiliarity washed over Lu Jiu.
For this city where he lived six or seven years, Lu Jiu didn’t have much attachnt.
Probably because it’s not his hotown, after all.
After getting off, Shen Congwei’s driver had been waiting for so ti.
Soon, they arrived at the hotel designated for the conference.
Just as they were checking in, a hearty voice resounded in the lobby.
"Hahaha, Dean Shen, Elder Huang, I didn’t expect you set off from Jianghan and arrived at the hotel before us, moving quite fast."
Lu Jiu turned his head and saw the person wearing a Zhongshan suit, clearly making him a unit leader, not a doctor.
"Director Chen, it’s been a year since we last t." Shen Congwei stepped forward to shake hands with Chen Zhenxing.
Chen Zhenxing laughed, "Indeed, you’ve been running off to Jianghan these past six months, even if I wanted to et, I couldn’t find you."
"If it weren’t for this conference, I doubt you would return to Jinling so quickly."
Shen Congwei laughed, "I occasionally co back, but since my main work focus is in Jianghan now, I indeed don’t have the chance to stay long in Jinling."
Chen Zhenxing knew well that Shen Congwei was helping Huang Fusheng build a dicinal herb farm.
This was a major event in the traditional Chinese dicine field. Among the eight pilot cities, Huang Fusheng was the first to start.
Of course, this was also because Huang Fusheng had the least resources.
Chen Zhenxing knew that four of the pilot cities received significant national attention, investing ten tis the resources of the other four pilot cities. In the past few months, two pilot cities had already achieved preliminary results.
Jianghan wasn’t much focused on, so Chen Zhenxing wasn’t clear on what Huang Fusheng and Shen Congwei had achieved.
"Elder Huang, these past six months have been hard, haven’t they?" Chen Zhenxing turned to Huang Fusheng.
"It’s been alright, not that hard." Huang Fusheng said.
"You’ve traveled six or seven hours, you must be tired, we won’t disturb your rest. Dinner is ready, co down to eat whenever you’re hungry. The conference officially starts tomorrow. Elder Huang, you’re the second keynote speaker, you must teach the young doctors well." Chen Zhenxing laughed.
"Not teaching, just mutual learning." Huang Fusheng said.
"You’re too modest. Well then, Elder Huang, Dean Shen, goodbye!" Chen Zhenxing said.
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