Chapter 502

At ordinary times, when they give a lecture, no one raises his hand at all when it comes to this question link. They have to call the roll in person to know whether these students listen or not. Compared with the situation that everyone is eager to point to themselves now, it is a world of difference!

Ye Mo was also startled, but he was still very happy. This shows that traditional Chinese medicine is not really lonely. It still has hope!

Yemo casually points to a person, because the student is the one who had asthma before. Yemo doesn't want him to shout a few more words until he is short of oxygen and takes the suppository.

The student said excitedly immediately after being hit.

"Teacher, in your class just now, I suddenly realized that I want to learn Chinese medicine well, but I don't want to be a Taiping doctor! Can Chinese medicine treat acute and severe diseases?"

After asking this question, everyone present was thoughtful. The question was very sharp. It was an idea. If traditional Chinese medicine could not, it was always a little shorter than western medicine. But if it could be said, there was a lack of practical evidence. After all, they had almost no contact with the serious diseases handled by traditional Chinese medicine.

"First of all, I want to tell you, yes! During the Three Kingdoms period, Hua Tuo dared to open Cao Cao's head. If he didn't have a bottom in his heart, how could he put it forward? The core of your problem is not whether traditional Chinese medicine can treat it, but whether traditional Chinese medicine dare to treat it!"

Yemo looked at the student and said.

"My medical skills are taught by my master. We often travel to remote places or mountains. People in such places are relatively poor. When they get sick, they usually don't go to the hospital for treatment. Once they get sick, they will be a serious disease that is close to death. Even if they are carried to the hospital, the hospital won't accept them. My master and I specialize in treating this serious disease. Generally speaking, as long as it is not a terminal disease, almost all of them will be cured!"

Wu Chun's eyes brightened and he gradually understood why Ye Mo had such terrible medical skills at his age.

In case of severe emergencies, traditional Chinese medicine is not unable to treat them, but dare not treat them. Occasionally, they encounter more complex situations, and even dare not think or try. This ye Mo, when he was a child, was exposed to these severe diseases that were on the verge of death and rejected by the hospital!

This is undoubtedly constantly honed in the most medical environment!

"How did you learn Chinese medicine well?"

There was a loud voice at the bottom, which directly shouted the best sentence in the hearts of most students.

Ye Mo is not a few years older than them. He doesn't memorize all the Tang tou songs on his side. It is reported that the other party is already a big expert of government officials. The difference is too big!

"When I was six years old, I began to practice medicine with my master. During this period, no matter what disease I encountered, whether I had a bottom in my heart or not, I dared to go down and treat it!"

Ye Mo smiled faintly.

"As long as you really learn thoroughly, believe in yourself and dare to practice clinically. At this point, both traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine are the same."

The students at the bottom asked several similar questions. Finally, we found that childhood experience can only be made up the day after tomorrow, so we moved to another aspect, that is, ye Mo's magical diagnostic means. We all want to know what this kind of clairvoyant eye is like!

The four diagnoses seemed simple, but the doorway was too big and deep. Yemo had to talk about the main points and principles.

As a result, a class that had only two hours was dragged by the students for nearly four hours!

Ye Mo's class was not over until the next teacher came and the school leaders were alarmed.

The lecturer of Western medicine was very upset. He was also a professor at least. As a result, he was not warmly welcomed. It was unreasonable to stand outside the door and wait for a long time to speak!

And those students who came to listen to their own class were also like being drunk with some kind of ecstasy. They were supposed to go in and look like asking for a crime. As a result, they all disappeared. They all ran to listen to what a young man said. It's ridiculous. You're studying western medicine!

However, after class, he was surprised to see that the young man he thought was talking about came out with President Wu of the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine of Dongjiang Medical University!

Even old Wu came to listen to the young man's class. What kind of person is this.

Wu Chun always sends Ye Mo to the school gate. He talks and laughs all the way. When he gets to the gate, he can't help asking with some regret.

"Are you going back to Sinochem today?"

"Yes."

Ye Mo smiled faintly and nodded.

"I'm more needed over there now."

Wu Chun looked at Ye Mo up and down. His eyes were full of regret. He sighed and said.

"I really don't want to let you go. If you can stay here to teach, the College of traditional Chinese medicine will change greatly. In the future, it will certainly become the first institution of traditional Chinese medicine in the country."

The more Wu Chun contacts, the more he feels that ye Mo is really good. He is polite and talented. Just like the little Chaihu soup he talked about today, he is above harmony.

Although he is different from himself in the concept of traditional Chinese medicine, he can do whatever he wants if he advocates a reason to follow, but the other party can seek common ground while reserving differences, just like today's class only talks about scriptures rather than other genres and means, which not only takes care of his own face, but also gives new ideas, which makes people sigh.

Ye Mo smiled.

"Wu's old saying is serious. I can cope with only one class. If I have a few more classes, I'll show my feet. I'd better go back to Sinochem to prepare for the hospital."

"Every man has his own ambition! Let it be, let it be!"

Wu Chun sighed deeply. He felt sorry and had to give up.

"When your meso pharmaceutical industry opens, I will personally come to the door to congratulate you!"

"Then I'll thank old Wu first!"

Ye Mo smiled faintly and arched his hands at Wu Chun

"Farewell, old Wu. Take care!"

Wu Chun waved his hand.

"Go ahead and be safe on the road."

Ye Mo arched his hands again, turned and got into the car and left Dongjiang Medical University.

Seeing that the car disappeared in sight, Mr. Wu turned back with his hands on his back and was filled with emotion.

Who says there is no successor in the field of traditional Chinese medicine?

With this young student, the future of traditional Chinese medicine can be expected!

On the way back to Sinochem City, ye Mo answered zonghu's phone to the effect that he knew that the recent wind was tight, but he had also found the most fatal weakness of the Bai family on the white road. He could take Xinglong Street back without blood, ask if he was interested in participating, and then say hello to the brothers who had retired from their group.

Yemo neither refuses nor agrees. He hangs up with a smile.

It is reported that Mr. Xu's secretary will come down to check it in person tomorrow and give the results. At this time, he will cut the white family severely. He won't have a temper at all.

Bai Jia, Ming he construction, the pusher behind, Zhang Jia, ye Jia!

The enemy in front of me has surfaced, but my Avenger is still waiting for the opportunity in the dark!

With the political identity, the assistance of the underground world, the status of the health sector, and the huge patron's shelter that we will have soon!

Yemo finds that he has no chance of revenge.

"Boss, where are you going next?"

The lame man turned to the driver's seat and asked.

Ye Mo smiled faintly and said calmly.

"Go to Lin's house, I want to get back my own things..."