C144 Exchange Seminars

Wang Zheng was now a famous person in the Haitian City. After treating the plague and the grand engagement banquet, these two things had already attracted the attention of everyone, but because of Zhuo Wei, Wang Zheng was still enjoying the peace and quiet.

That night, Zhuo Wei took Wang Zheng's cheque. On the second day, he did not leave the Haitian City, but continued to help Wang Zheng with his work, of course, he was not collecting medicinal ingredients, he was only helping the Master Shu consolidate the underworld's power, and the elder of the Master Shu was slaughtered, because Zhuo Wei did not know where he found the black material and directly went in. The weasel's territory was already occupied by the Master Shu before he could react.

Thus, right now, half of the Haitian City's underworld was in the hands of the weasel and the other half was in the hands of the Master Shu. Wang Zheng was rather satisfied with this solution.

Today, when Wang Zheng was lying on the sofa and teasing Jiang Xinyue, President Wu suddenly visited and hoped that Wang Zheng could represent his Central Hospital to participate in an exchange seminar.

"I'm not going to do such a tiresome job, it's summer and I have to take a bus to the Central Hospital, I'm not going to do it!" Wang Zheng had cured a hundred patients long ago, and now, he was too lazy to run to the Central Hospital. Countless rich people wanted him to see if he could make a diagnosis at the gate every day, but he was too lazy to even run to the Central Hospital to hold a farting exchange seminar.

"Director Wang, the exchange seminar this time is mainly about the Chinese medicine project. You also know that our hospital's Chinese medicine is still a little behind, so after thinking about it, I can only trouble you to participate in the exchange seminar." President Wu looked at Wang Zheng with a wry smile. If there were other candidates, he would definitely not trouble Wang Zheng.

Wang Zheng glanced at the President Wu: "Our s are not bad too, and that Zheng Guoquan, that brat, is progressing very fast in Chinese medicine. If you let him participate in the exchange seminar, he will definitely be fine!"

President Wu sighed. As someone who wanted to follow Wang Zheng in the future, he naturally knew that Deng Guo Quan was someone that Wang Zheng had set his eyes on, so he opened up a backdoor for Deng Guo Quan in the hospital. However, Zheng Guoquan was purely a madman, and would either stay in Wang Zheng's book everyday or treat his patients.

Zheng Guoquan's achievements in traditional Chinese medicine had skyrocketed, but it was still lacking compared to the people who came to communicate with him. He was a doctor of the capital's Chinese Medical Hospital, and the main point was that he had to interact with Wang Zheng by name.

Seeing Zheng Guoquan's troubled expression, Wang Zheng scratched his head and asked: "Which hospital would like to come and talk to you guys?"

"Capital Chinese Medical Hospital."

Wang Zheng looked like he suddenly came to a realization. No wonder the President Wu had to invite him to participate in this exchange, this Capital Chinese Medical Hospital was a top tier hospital that specialized in Chinese medicine, its affiliated Chinese Medical University basically had all the medicinal formulas and medical books in the entire history of China, its foundation was extremely profound.

"Alright, I will attend the exchange tomorrow. Make Zheng Guoquan put down what he is doing and come with me, he cannot just study books, he must also learn from experience."

After sending off the President Wu, Wang Zheng stretched his back and walked to the courtyard to watch Zhang Er'mao and Lee Goudan train.

After a month of training, the Physical Capacity Point s of the two beasts had reached the maximum limit of 200. Compared to the average person, they were considered to be experts amongst experts, but in Wang Zheng's eyes, they were nothing.

If the Physical Capacity Point s reached the maximum limit of five hundred, it would require a cultivation technique to comb through the energy in the body and condense it into Qi, otherwise, it would be very easy for them to go berserk and die, even if they did not die, they would be crippled for the rest of their lives. But where would he get the cultivation technique from, the Eight-nine Profound Arts that he cultivated was given by the system and could not be passed on to outsiders, the system also did not have any other cultivation techniques to exchange for them, thus Wang Zheng only had one choice, to find a force like Taihe Family to snatch them away.

"Looks like I really cannot be separated from this Taihe Family. After chasing me down and killing me so many times, it's about time to take back some capital!"

Early the next morning, Wang Zheng brought Zhang Er'mao to participate in Central Hospital exchange.

Upon arriving at Central Hospital, President Wu came out to pick Wang Zheng up before heading to his office. Zheng Guoquan was already sitting in his office waiting for Wang Zheng, holding onto the book that Wang Zheng had given him.

"I only taught you so that you can study, not play with your life. Kid, aside from treating you all day, are you tired from reading books?" Wang Zheng looked at Zheng Guoquan who was looking at him seriously and felt depressed in his heart. If he knew that was an academic maniac, he wouldn't have given him so many things at once.

Zheng Guoquan raised his head and looked at Wang Zheng as he shook his head earnestly, "After reading this book, I finally understand just how vast and profound medical knowledge is. The path I walked before was wrong, so I need to use even more time to walk it again."

"Up to you!" Wang Zheng was too lazy to persuade him otherwise. He just looked at the time and got President Wu to bring his to the meeting room.

Walking on the way, Wang Zheng conveniently went to inspect the patients with Department Of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and accidentally saw a doctor that he had never seen before treating the patient.

"Go take a look!" Wang Zheng pulled President Wu to the front of the sickbed and saw clearly that this strange doctor was actually a beauty.

"President Wu, since when did the hospital have another beautiful doctor?" Wang Zheng smiled as he glanced at President Wu.

President Wu was also confused. He definitely knew that a doctor had entered the hospital the first thing he did, but it seemed like there hadn't been a new doctor entering the Department Of Traditional Chinese Medicine with his memory lately.

"This patient here, I'll help you vent your breath right now. It might hurt a little later, please bear with it!"

Looking at the doctor's skilled technique, Wang Zheng smiled slightly and immediately stopped her, "Be more careful in the end, this patient doesn't just need to exhaust air, the consequences of this injection of yours can be big or small."

"Who are you?" The female doctor's expression was ice-cold. When she looked at Wang Zheng, she did not have any expression, but there was a trace of anger in her tone.

"It doesn't matter who I am. I'm just reminding you that you'd better check if the patient has lung disease or not before you give the shot. Otherwise, you might run into a medical accident!"

The female doctor was stunned, she immediately flung Wang Zheng's hand away and said coldly: "Don't worry, if anything happens, I will bear the burden myself!" After saying that, the needle in his hand fell down.

In less than a minute, his face had already turned purple. The female doctor by his side was so frightened that he reached out his hand to take his pulse, but Wang Zheng shook his head and pushed the female doctor away, immediately lifting the patient up by one hundred and sixty degrees.

"What are you doing!" The doctor screamed.

Wang Zheng rolled his eyes at her: "Help you clean your butt!"