163: Chapter 161 Director Chu’s Request 163: Chapter 161 Director Chu’s Request “By the way, Tangyu, which school did you graduate from?” Director Chu suddenly asked.
Tangyu shook his head and smiled, “I have never been to university.”
“Oh!” Director Chu also looked at Tangyu sowhat surprised and only after a long mont did he say, “You haven’t been to university?
So, Tangyu, did you learn your dical skills outside of school?
Could it be that your family has a history in dicine, so you started learning from your family mbers from a young age, and that’s how you acquired such impressive dical skills?”
“Almost, you could say that.
I have been learning dicine from my master since I was young.
However, my main focus has been on traditional Chinese dicine, though I’ve also dabbled a bit in Western dicine,” Tangyu said.
Director Chu nodded and said, “Oh I see, so you have been learning dicine from a young age, no wonder you have such exquisite dical skills.
It seems that your master must also be a renowned doctor.
Do you know where he works?”
Seeing that Director Chu kept asking about this, Tangyu was slightly startled, and after looking at Director Chu, he sensed sothing from his gaze—Director Chu seed to have an underlying ssage.
His questions were definitely not just out of casual interest.
However, since Director Chu had asked, Tangyu felt it would be impolite to refuse to answer.
He replied, “A renowned doctor, quite possibly.
However, my master has always been indifferent to fa and fortune, so he never took up a job at any hospital.
Instead, he opened a small clinic in his hotown.”
“Oh, so it’s like that.
It seems he truly is a hermit, haha.
Our Hua Country’s traditional Chinese dicine is indeed profound and extensive, having been passed down for thousands of years.
Unfortunately, it’s sowhat declining now, with interest mounting everywhere else.
Although I’m not well-versed in it, I am very interested in traditional Chinese dicine.
There is a question I’d like to ask you, Tangyu,” said Director Chu.
Tangyu pursed his lips.
He didn’t think traditional Chinese dicine was in decline.
Those who considered it ineffective were simply too superficial.
How could the extensive and profound nature of traditional Chinese dicine be compared to Western dicine and so modern high-tech electronic devices?
Of course, the traditional Chinese dicine practices circulating in society were only the remnants and satellite branches of real traditional Chinese dicine; the true essence of it hadn’t been passed down or inherited at all.
Thus, it led to the societal perception that Chinese dicine was inferior to Western dicine.
It could be said that the practice of traditional Chinese dicine that was spreading was just a trivial part of the real thing, just the tip of the iceberg.
Even so, it had contended with Western dicine for so long.
Of course, Tangyu didn’t want to argue about this with Director Chu, instead he said, “Director Chu, please feel free to ask your question.”
Director Chu smiled, nodded and said, “Tangyu, you should know that there are still so complex diseases in contemporary dicine, even with today’s highly advanced dical technology, there are still many incurable diseases.
Such as cancer, AIDS, and strokes.
I would like to ask you, Tangyu, in traditional Chinese dicine, is it possible to cure a stroke?
I’ve studied so dical techniques and read in a book that traditional Chinese dicine has thods to cure strokes, and it even ntioned so successful cases.
You have been learning traditional Chinese dicine from a young age, so you must know quite a bit about this, right?”
Tangyu looked at Director Chu; he was intentionally asking this question, and Tangyu could naturally guess his motive.
“Director Chu, traditional Chinese dicine is indeed very profound, and so diseases considered incurable or complex by modern dicine can theoretically be cured by traditional Chinese dicine,” Tangyu said.
Hearing Tangyu’s words, Director Chu suddenly beca excited, though he quickly composed himself and said, “Really, Tangyu, you an to say you have a way to cure strokes?”
Tangyu lightly twitched his mouth and said, “I didn’t say that.
It’s not that there are no ways, as I have been exposed to so treatnt thods for strokes and heard my master discuss them once.
However, I have never actually implented them, so I can’t say I am completely confident.” Tangyu was not lying; if he only used the techniques of traditional Chinese dicine and didn’t use his “Immortal Finger Technique” or his Pure Yang Power, he really didn’t have complete confidence.
Of course, if he used his Pure Yang Power, then a stroke would actually be a trivial problem for him.
Director Chu imdiately beca rather excited and grabbed Tangyu’s hand, saying, “Tangyu, even if you don’t have complete confidence, your level of confidence must still be quite substantial, right?”
“Around seventy to eighty percent,” Tangyu honestly replied.
“That’s great, seventy to eighty percent confidence is substantial enough.
If you have that much confidence, then your master must at least have ninety percent confidence when he steps in.
I didn’t expect to et a master of traditional Chinese dicine like you, Tangyu.
I have a favor to ask of you, and it’s very important to .
I need your help no matter what, consider it a huge favor owed to you; if you ever need anything in the future, I will definitely do my best to help,” Director Chu said, his face filled with imnse excitent and sincere solicitation.
Although Tangyu felt okay about Director Chu, he also understood Director Chu’s intention—he wanted to ask him to treat soone.
Tangyu had his own principles; he only treated those he wished to treat, and he wouldn’t cure anyone else’s diseases.
His dical skills were not ant for saving the world.
His master had always stipulated that his dical skills must not be lightly administered to others.
Sticking to his own principles was the foremost rule.
He practiced dicine not to aid the world, but based on his own preferences.
Out of politeness, Tangyu still casually asked, “Director Chu, please go ahead and speak.”
“Here’s the situation, Tangyu.
My brother had a stroke last year and has been paralyzed at ho since then.
My brother is just over fifty, in the pri of his life.
He has been to countless hospitals, but no one has been able to do anything.
Tangyu, could you please ask your master to co out and treat my brother?
Na your price for the dical fees; as long as it’s not more than eight figures, we can afford it.
Please, I am begging you, Tangyu, no matter what, you must help with this.
Consider it a huge favor owed to you; if you ever need anything in the future, I will definitely do everything in my power to assist,” Director Chu said.
When a leader makes such a request to a subordinate, generally, the latter has no reason to refuse.
If one were to flatly refuse, it would undoubtedly offend Director Chu.
As the third in command at Linshan Middle School, even if he only ca to work one day a week, he was still a leader; offending a leader ant no good days ahead.
If one wanted to get along at Linshan Middle School, it was clear that one shouldn’t easily offend the leadership.
Tangyu understood this.
It wasn’t that there was no other option; Tangyu didn’t want to offend him either.
If he had his support, it would make things much easier for him in the school in the future.
You can’t always rely on the prestige of the Lin Family at the first sign of trouble, nor can you always resort to extre asures.
“Director Chu, I’m really sorry, it’s not that I’m unwilling to help you, but my master has always been a recluse and does not appear in public.
So, I really have no way to persuade my master to co out of seclusion,” Tangyu said, shaking his head.
“Hmm.” Director Chu’s expression darkened imdiately as he looked at Tangyu, a flash of anger passing over his face in an instant.
As a dignified Director of Academic Affairs, making such a sincere request and still being bluntly refused naturally made him uncomfortable.
If it weren’t for needing a favor and Tangyu having so connections, why would he need to be so polite?
“Tangyu, since you can’t persuade your master, don’t you have about seventy or eighty percent confidence yourself?
Just help out and take a look at my brother.
Tangyu, as long as you can cure my brother, money is definitely not an issue.
If you need anything at school in the future, I will definitely try my best to help you,” Director Chu said with deep implication.
Though not so explicitly stated, it was quite clear.
As long as Tangyu could help with this matter, he would indeed have an easier ti at Linshan Middle School in the future.
Principals and vice principals usually do not deal with the trifles of school affairs, which are all managed by Director Chu.
“Although I said I have seventy or eighty percent confidence, I really have never actually treated a stroke before, so this confidence is only theoretical.
How much it can really help, I dare not guarantee.
Stroke is not sothing that can be treated casually; otherwise, it will only backfire and have adverse effects.
Therefore, I dare not treat it rashly; please find soone more capable,” Tangyu directly refused.
Director Chu’s face imdiately turned sour, showing several shades of anger and authority.
“Tangyu, you must help with this no matter what.
Even if there’s seventy or eighty percent confidence, you must try.
Money is negotiable; we can afford it.
As long as you can cure my brother’s stroke, you will find limitless benefits.
Tangyu, don’t be so impulsive and decisive; give it so more thought.
If it is within your capabilities, why wouldn’t you help ?
If you have any conditions, feel free to ntion them,” Director Chu said.
Tangyu shook his head and replied, “Director Chu, I think you’ve misunderstood.
I have no conditions, nor am I being impulsive.
It’s a matter of responsibility and conviction.
If I won’t treat, I won’t do it for any amount of money.
If I choose to treat, I’ll do it even for free.
When I treat people, I do not seek fa or profit, nor do I expect gratitude in return.
So, Director Chu, no matter how generous your conditions, they hold no allure for .
Sorry, but I will not take action on this matter.”
“You—” Director Chu was extrely angry, glaring at Tangyu with a fierce authority.
He had finally grasped a hint of hope, a chance to cure his brother’s stroke, but to his dismay, Tangyu was not willing to help.
As the proud Director of Academic Affairs personally requesting assistance and offering such generous conditions, Tangyu’s steadfast refusal naturally infuriated Director Chu.
He pointed at Tangyu, his face reddening with anger.
Seeing Director Chu’s displeased expression, Tangyu was ntally prepared.
His flat refusal was obviously going to offend Director Chu.
Perhaps his future days would be difficult, but despite this, Tangyu would not comply against his will; that wasn’t his character.
If a principle is easily broken, then it is no principle at all.
To Tangyu, money and fa were as insignificant as clouds.
Therefore, Director Chu really had nothing that could truly threaten Tangyu.
“You really won’t help with this?” Director Chu asked again.
“It’s not that I won’t help; it’s that I have my principles,” Tangyu replied, his gaze fixed on Director Chu, showing no intention of backing down.
“What if I order you?” Director Chu was really getting annoyed now, a doctor at the school who wouldn’t listen to him.
Tangyu responded with a light smile, “Although I am the school doctor, my responsibilities are supposed to cover only the students and teachers.
Besides, as just a school doctor, my abilities are limited; I only treat minor illnesses.
Major illnesses are not within my scope of duties.”
Seeing that Tangyu was firm in his position, Director Chu beca truly furious, snorting loudly, “Young man, you are really too impulsive and picky.
I had just praised you for being young and talented, but it seems that I need to reevaluate you.
I hope you will calm down and consider it thoroughly.
I’ll co to see you again next ti.” With that, Director Chu left abruptly.
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