The professor of Western medicine lost his shame to his grandmother's house this time. He became angry and hated Zhang Xiaofan. At this time, the phone rang again.

I wanted to hang up, but I pressed hands-free, and a woman's voice came from the opposite side.

"Cheap man, what are you? You're tired of playing with the girls in my shop. Now you dare to hang up my phone."

"I tell you, it's no use hanging up again. You owe me 100000 yuan in the store. You must pay it back in a week."

With that, the other party hung up, and everyone present began to laugh and point out to the professor of Western medicine.

Some scholars scolded the personality of Western medicine professors.

"I'll go. With this character, I dare to be a professor. If the patient asks him to see a doctor, it will be bad luck for eight generations."

"I think we should revoke his doctor's qualification and let such a person practice medicine. It's a disgrace to our medical profession."

"Yes, his medical qualification certificate will be revoked."

A total of three western medicine professors came to the capital. Two western medicine professors suffered losses in Zhang Xiaofan's hands, leaving one Western Medicine Professor, but we have to turn the tide.

"Be quiet, everyone. It's also a shame for us to have such scum in our western medicine."

"But I assure you that after going back, I will report him to our society of Western medicine and revoke his doctor's qualification."

Everyone heard the speech and calmed down. Zhang Xiaofan also wanted to step down from the rostrum and be quiet for a while. The Western Medicine professor began to satirize Zhang Xiaofan.

"Young man, did you admit defeat like this? You only learned two of our three western medicine professors, and one you didn't!"

Zhang Xiaofan stops.

"What do you want to compete with me?"

The professor of Western medicine laughed.

"Ha ha, joke, we doctors don't compare medical skills. Is it better than divination? If it's better than divination, of course I'm ashamed. I'll admit defeat now."

The professor of Western medicine is very sarcastic. The implication is that traditional Chinese medicine is unscientific and has no theory. Everything is talked about by God and is not elegant.

Some western medicine scholars also laughed and felt that the professor's face was simply handsome. In a word, they belittled traditional Chinese medicine as worthless.

Zhang Xiaofan still laughed it off. He felt that the professor of Western medicine was not very good, otherwise he wouldn't just talk about Kung Fu.

"Traditional Chinese medicine is broad and profound. It was created by our ancestors. You don't even respect your ancestors now."

"If I were your grandfather, I would slap you in the face immediately."

If Zhang Xiaofan didn't warm up, he made the Western Medicine professor's face burn.

"Director Lin, you can see that the boy is just making trouble for nothing. I suggest you drive him out. Otherwise, the three professors will leave Qinchuan immediately. We will also report this incident to the Department of health and let them decide for us."

"Yes, that bastard is too bullying."

"Yes, he should be kicked out."

Director Lin made a face to several of his men and asked them to drive Zhang Xiaofan out. Zhang Xiaofan took out a membership card.

"I'm from Qinchuan Health Preservation Association. If you really want to drive me out, our president Wang may be unhappy."

Chairman Wang also came to the medical conference today. He immediately stood up, walked to the rostrum and stared at the staff of the Health Bureau.

"You people still want to move members of our health preservation Association. I think you really have the courage of ambition."

"Believe it or not, I'll make a phone call and immediately let the mayor make a big turbulence in your health bureau."

Director Lin was so scared that his legs were soft at the moment. He asked the staff to drive Zhang Xiaofan down. He was threatened by three western medicine professors. Unexpectedly, Zhang Xiaofan had a better background and was a member of Qinchuan Health Preservation Association.

Qinchuan Health Preservation Association is a very powerful unit. He is a small director of the Health Bureau. How can he compare with others? They say that a phone call makes the Health Bureau turbulent. That's definitely not bragging.

"President Wang, this is a misunderstanding. No one wants to drive Mr. Zhang out." director Lin hurried to President Wang and apologized to President Wang.

President Wang snorted coldly.

"Do you think I'm old? Apologize to Mr. Zhang. It's no use apologizing to me."

Last time Zhang Xiaofan gave President Wang a painting, and President Wang wrote down the favor. This time Zhang Xiaofan used him, of course he wanted to give Zhang Xiaofan enough face.

Director Lin turned his head again and apologized to Zhang Xiaofan.

Zhang Xiaofan smiled.

"Nothing. You have to. I can understand. I just feel a little sad. I don't have the seed to compete with me and bark like a dog. It's really boring."

The professor of Western medicine got angry.

"Smelly boy, who are you talking about? Don't think someone will support you and you will be lawless. You will lose to me later. You will still be ashamed."

Zhang Xiaofan looks at the professor of Western medicine.

"How are you going to compare?"

"Compared with doctors, many of those who came here today have also been sentenced to death by your Qinchuan hospital. We'll compare who has a way to cure them."

"OK, director Lin, prepare the patient."

Zhang Xiaofan said that he was also ready, waiting for director Lin to bring the patient up.

Director Lin promised to send two staff to bring a patient up.

The patient was brain cancer. He had done chemotherapy several times in the hospital, but the effect was not good. His condition was repeated, and he was given a death notice by Qinchuan hospital.

"Professor of Western medicine, please first!" Zhang Xiaofan politely gave the right to see a doctor first to the professor of Western medicine.

The professor of Western medicine snorted coldly.

"I know you'll let me see a doctor first, and then tell me the same diagnosis as me. That won't be a shame, but I'll give you a chance to learn from me."

The professor of Western Medicine said that in the past, he was just about to check the patient's body with equipment. The patient fainted with a bang. The professor of Western medicine went to see a doctor urgently and finally came to a conclusion.

"The patient is in the advanced stage of brain cancer. There is no cure for a disease like this. A little bit bigger. Waiting for death is the best result." the professor of Western medicine shook his head and was very weak.

Zhang Xiaofan said at this time, "it's funny to despise traditional Chinese medicine with this ability."

The professor of Western medicine stared at Zhang Xiaofan.

"What do you mean, the patient with advanced brain cancer has fainted, and now he can only ask for his own blessing."

"Give him a drip to wake up. As for how long you can live, it's up to fate. Do you still have a way to cure the patient's brain cancer?"

Zhang Xiaofan said: "any disease has a reason. Why do patients get brain cancer? As long as the reason is found out, there are still ways to treat brain cancer."

The professor of Western medicine laughed and said, "it's a joke. It's only useful to say. If you have the ability to cure the patient's brain cancer, I'll be your grandson."

Zhang Xiaofan shook his head.

"You're my grandson. To tell you the truth, you don't deserve it."

Zhang Xiaofan said that, went to the patient, took out a silver needle and pricked it on a acupoint of the patient. The patient woke up with a cry and felt very sober.

"Sir, tell me your troubles. Maybe I can help you solve them." Zhang Xiaofan said to the patient at the moment.