Return to the City: Chapter 939 - 939 940 Being Looked Down Upon

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939: Chapter 940: Being Looked Down Upon

In other areas, a crowd quickly gathered, and the students started getting busy.

However, the Traditional Chinese dicine section remained eerily quiet.

Even when a few people approached occasionally, they mostly inquired about basic wellness tips, with hardly anyone genuinely intending to seek dical help.

At this mont, one of the students said, “It’s always like this.

These days, very few people truly trust Traditional Chinese dicine.

Sigh, being assigned to the wrong major ruins lives.”

“Exactly.

We were all deeply affected by being reassigned.

Back then, I didn’t even choose the Traditional Chinese dicine major, but I was assigned to the Traditional Chinese dicine College—it’s simply awful.”

Many students at the Traditional Chinese dicine College had not initially chosen the Traditional Chinese dicine major while applying to Ningjian dical University.

However, to avoid being left without a placent, they had opted to accept reassignnt.

Consequently, around eighty percent of the students ended up in the Traditional Chinese dicine College this way.

Thus, genuine enthusiasts of Traditional Chinese dicine were extrely rare.

Most of the students were simply aiming to earn a diploma, without hoping to beco renowned doctors.

They rely wished to use the diploma to secure a job in the future.

Seeing how neglected the Traditional Chinese dicine section was, many of the students increasingly lost hope for this major.

For this voluntary clinic event, other majors required a rigorous selection process to qualify, whereas in the Traditional Chinese dicine College, anyone who wanted to participate could—but there still weren’t many willing to show up.

At this mont, a fifty-sothing professor approached with a group of students.

He turned to the old professor on the Traditional Chinese dicine side and said, “Professor Wang, why don’t you give up your spot to us?

Hardly anyone is visiting your section, yet you’re occupying space while our students are overwheld, and the area is too small for us.”

Professor Wang Qing, from the Traditional Chinese dicine College, imdiately darkened his expression and retorted irritably, “Out of the question.”

“Co on, Professor Wang.

I know you’re upset, but the fact is Traditional Chinese dicine really can’t compare to Western dicine.

You’re like the cuckoo occupying the magpie’s nest here.

We’ve got so many patients waiting for us—how can you justify preventing them from getting treated?”

“Who’s that?” Song Xiaodong whispered to Lu Yaobing beside him.

Lu Yaobing leaned over and whispered into Xiaodong’s ear, “That’s Professor Wu Xianyuan from the Internal dicine departnt.

He’s never seen Traditional Chinese dicine in a good light, and his relationship with Professor Wang Qing isn’t great either.

He’s deliberately trying to rile up Professor Wang.”

Professor Wang Qing glared and said, “What do you an by that?

Are you looking down on Traditional Chinese dicine?

The illnesses your Western dicine treats, our Traditional Chinese dicine can treat just as well.”

Wu Xianyuan chuckled softly and replied, “Professor Wang, while I won’t deny that Traditional Chinese dicine can still treat certain illnesses, the fact is that we in Western dicine can treat the sa conditions with just a few pills, whereas with Traditional Chinese dicine, patients need to consu large amounts of herbal redies and require extended periods of ti to recover.

With such convenient treatnt thods available, why insist on using your outdated Traditional Chinese dicine?”

Professor Wang Qing, clearly a person with a fiery temper, slamd the table and snapped angrily, “Traditional Chinese dicine is sothing passed down from our ancestors.

No matter how unique Western dicine might be, dismissing what our ancestors left behind shows a lack of respect for our roots.”

Wu Xianyuan curled his lips and countered, “Professor Wang, don’t try to escalate this to a political level to intimidate .

Yes, Traditional Chinese dicine is part of our cultural heritage, but it should be treated as such!

With more advanced dical techniques available now, you can’t stay stuck in the past.

That kind of thinking is no different from the closed-door policy of the past.”

Professor Wang Qing remained stern-faced and replied, “Hmph!

You tell

not to bring politics into this, yet your words themselves steer the conversation in that direction.

I’ve never denied the rits of Western dicine, but the thing I despise most is people like you, who, with a bit of skill in one area, disdain others’ dical approaches.”

In his heart, Song Xiaodong couldn’t help but admire Professor Wang Qing.

While the old professor seed to have a temper, he was clearly principled and steadfast—especially in his dedication to Traditional Chinese dicine, which was truly admirable.

Wu Xianyuan shrugged and said, “Alright, alright, Professor Wang, I won’t argue with you anymore.

But tell

this: with so many patients here, none of them are coming to you.

We’re overwheld, and we don’t have enough space.

What do you propose?”

Professor Wang Qing rolled his eyes and replied, “Then let them co to us for treatnt—that solves your issue, doesn’t it?”

Wu Xianyuan said, “Do you think I can just make them co over?

Fine, I’ll give it a try.

Attention all patients!

Our Internal dicine section has limited space and too many people waiting for treatnt.

I encourage everyone to consider checking out the Traditional Chinese dicine section instead.”

But the patients lined up at the Internal dicine section didn’t budge.

Wu Xianyuan looked exasperated but maintained a tone of mockery as he said, “See, Professor Wang?

It’s not that I don’t want to send them over—it’s that they simply don’t trust Traditional Chinese dicine.”

Professor Wang Qing’s expression darkened further.

With a heavy snort, he stood up and declared loudly, “Patients, let

assure you that our Traditional Chinese dicine is in no way inferior to Western dicine.

You are welco to co and let us treat you—we’ll be just as effective at curing your ailnts.”

However, the patients still didn’t move.

Instead, one person remarked directly, “Forget it.

Even if Traditional Chinese dicine works, it takes far too long to show results.”

Another person shook their head and said, “The main issue is that Traditional Chinese dicine requires slow, careful conditioning—not as fast as Western dicine.

Nowadays, people live fast-paced lives and have less patience for gradual thods.

Plus, drinking herbal dicine is just so unpleasant—why not just take so pills or get a quick injection instead?”

Wu Xianyuan chuckled and said, “Professor Wang, did you hear that?

The public has sharp eyes.

Co on, give us the space already.”

Just then, a sixty-sothing old man waiting in the Internal dicine line suddenly lost his balance and collapsed to the ground.

The crowd imdiately dispersed, gasping in shock.

Both Wu Xianyuan and Professor Wang Qing set aside their argunts and rushed over, followed closely by several other doctors.

“This is bad—a heart attack!” Despite his attitude, Wu Xianyuan undeniably had strong expertise; with just a glance at the patient’s condition, he urgently exclaid.

Professor Wang Qing also checked the patient’s pulse.

His brows furrowed with a knowing look, understanding the severity of the illness.

“Quick!

Get a stretcher—the patient needs to be rushed to the ergency room!

Chen Bing, start performing CPR imdiately!” Wu Xianjin instructed, calling over a male student who promptly began compressing the patient’s chest.

Wu Xianyuan turned back and asked Professor Wang Qing, “Professor Wang, do you have any solutions now?”

Professor Wang Qing withdrew his hand from the patient, stepped back, and felt a pang of frustration.

Cases like this were indeed ones Traditional Chinese dicine couldn’t handle—Western dicine was the only option in ergencies of this nature.