Is it him?
Chen Guan swallowed a mouthful of water. He suddenly remembered why he thought Wu Lai looked very familiar.
Not long ago, his photos were all over the country!
World Kitchen God! The youngest Kitchen God in history!
It's him! That's right!
Chen Guan immediately felt cold all over. Just now, he actually said that kind of words with Wu Lai there? You know, Wu Lai is a real person who is called the next generation of Chinese miracle doctors by the old miracle doctors!
It's over! No wonder these people of the Chinese Medicine Association are full of confidence this time. It turned out that Wu Lai participated in the exchange meeting this time!
At that time, I'm afraid he will make a fool of himself in public.
"Take care of yourself."
Several people passing by have already sighed there.
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"For the first time! After so many exchange meetings, this is the first time that I have a feeling of elation!" Liu Lao sat in the car and sighed very much. Although at his age, he shouldn't care about this. It's really that over the years, their traditional Chinese Medicine Association has received too many white eyes.
In the eyes of many people, the status of traditional Chinese medicine is too low.
Talking about the root cause of traditional Chinese medicine, but the effect is too slow, many people will directly choose Western medicine. On the one hand, western medicine saves time and effort. If you can't take medicine, you can hang water, and if you can't do it again, you can be hospitalized for convalescence. Traditional Chinese medicine is the kind of existence that is difficult to swallow, and the course of treatment is too long.
As a result, more and more people will not choose traditional Chinese medicine.
However, the emergence of Wu Lai has completely changed these views. This exchange meeting is the best time for them to be proud!
Wu Lai sat in his position and waved. The servant who had been waiting at the same time immediately took out a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet on one side and began to sober up.
"Liu Lao, you don't have to care too much about these. This exchange meeting will certainly make them look at each other with admiration and make them understand how magical the medical skills inherited from China for thousands of years are." Wu Lai said there.
"Of course, of course!" Liu Lao was still feeling, but he still had a little worry in his eyes. What he was worried about was not the strength of Wu Lai. What he was worried about was that if Wu Lai and the old miracle doctor were lost, the future of the association of traditional Chinese medicine would still be out of sight. They needed to be urgent and cultivate more new generation talents in a shorter time!
But
Speaking of the new generation, Liu Lao once again unconsciously fell into meditation.
There are too few new generation talents of traditional Chinese medicine. The young people who can enter their traditional Chinese Medicine Association all over the country do not add up to more than 200. It is good if they are placed in one city, but if they are placed in the whole country, the difficulty of learning traditional Chinese Medicine, the difficulty of mastering it, and the number of people studying it can be seen.
Wu Lai seems to have noticed Liu Lao's mood, thought a little, and probably guessed the problem Liu Lao was worried about. You know, in the association of traditional Chinese medicine, he has never seen an existence similar to his age. The youngest is also in his 30s and 40s. So now in school, they are also paying attention to the integration of Chinese and Western medicine, which complement each other. Otherwise, it is really difficult to achieve anything if he studies traditional Chinese medicine alone.
"Liu Lao, don't worry. After returning this time, I can set up a study class. If you have ideas about traditional Chinese medicine, you can participate in the study, regardless of age."