Xi Liang has always felt that his traditional Chinese medicine is useless. Although it can cure diseases, the treatment period is too long, or the medicine is too cheap, or some diseases do not require medicine. Acupuncture, scraping, and cupping can solve the problem.
And in this time-grabbing economic era, he is obviously the unpopular one! Patients dislike him for being slow, and the hospital dislikes him for not making money, so his current situation is a serious shortage of patients! The result is that there is no sense of social identity, no sense of achievement, nothing, and therefore no meaning. Every time he sat at his desk and looked at himself in the mirror, he seemed to see himself a hundred years from now, sitting here for the rest of his life and never achieving much.
But Fang Zheng's appearance seemed to light a lamp for him, illuminating the road ahead. If he could no longer stay in the hospital, he decided to go to Yizhishan Yizhi Temple to study.
Thinking of this, Xi Liang naturally became extremely calm and sat there quietly without moving. The only regret I have is that I was so busy just now that I forgot that the live broadcast room also has a recording function! If it were all recorded, there would be no need to work so hard! But there is no use regretting now, I can only wait in silence and pray.
Dean Chen was also a little curious. What did the monk say that made Xi Liang so excited? Are you saying that your hospital is not in good condition, or something else
At this time, Fang Zheng took a sip of tea and looked at the group of reporters standing in front of him, shivering in the cold wind and stamping their feet on the ground to keep warm. He smiled slightly and said, "Okay, the poor monk continues."
"Master, wait a minute. We can't understand what you said. How about we change the question to another one?" The male reporter who asked the question before was about to cry. The monk just spoke for half an hour in one breath.
And for half an hour, the strong wind was blowing, and everyone stood motionless in the ice and snow, which was so refreshing. People in the Northeast all know that the winter in the Northeast can be said to be very cold, but it can be said to be neither cold nor cold.
If you keep moving all the time, running and jumping and having fun, you will basically be covered in sweat when you stop, and you will be so hot that you want to take off your clothes.
However, if you stand there motionless, no matter how thickly you wear it, your feet will get colder and colder. Eventually, your feet will hurt from the cold, and then you will lose consciousness...
The reporters in front of them were in this situation. They stood there motionless and listened to Fang Zheng for half an hour. Their toes were so cold that they almost lost consciousness.
However, Fang Zheng shook his head and said, "How can that be done? This is just the beginning. Since the donor has asked a question, the poor monk must explain clearly. Lest everyone thinks that the poor monk is lying. Such words will ruin the poor monk's reputation."
After saying that, Fang Zheng stopped caring about the man and continued talking.
At this time, Tang Shi suddenly raised his hand and shouted: "Master, let's not talk about this for now, let's talk about something else. It's too cold, almost dead..." Tang Shi stared at Fang Zheng with big watery eyes, as if Say, if you talk about it again I will cry.
Fang Zheng looked at Jing Yan and the other reporters who also looked eager, and said in his heart: It's almost done, these guys probably can't handle it anymore, there should be no problem.
So Fang Zheng said: "Okay, actually, the poor monk doesn't talk much."
Everyone's faces turned dark when they heard this. Why don't you say much after this? So what kind of talk is too much
In the live broadcast room, a bunch of people were kicked out: "6666, this monk is good, he is very shameless."
"Don't talk nonsense upstairs, the master is not shameless, but he doesn't have any shame at all!"
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Then someone asked a few more questions, and Fang Zheng started talking about a topic for ten minutes. Then the reporters who had prepared countless questions decisively gave up.
The storm was coming, but was finally defeated by the cold wind. I packed up my things hastily and retreated quickly.
At the same time, Dean Chen looked at Xi Liang quietly, and Xi Liang sighed: "Hey..."
Then Xi Liang stood up, took back his cell phone and said, "My fate."
After speaking, Xi Liang turned and left.
Dean Chen frowned slightly when he saw this and said, "You can explain."
Xi Liang smiled bitterly and said: "Dean, I also want to explain it. But this... I don't know how to explain it at all. If I have to say something, I can only say that this monk is a miracle doctor, and his understanding of traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine , is the most profound of all people I have ever seen. But if you ask me to be specific, I can’t tell you. So, I gave up explaining.”
After speaking, Xi Liang opened the door and left.
Dean Chen tried to persuade him to stay several times, but when he saw the calmness and hope in Xi Liang's eyes, he was stunned. He had a feeling that this guy seemed eager to leave the hospital! So Dean Chen didn't say anything and let Xi Liang go.
Although Xi Liang left, Dean Chen sat there and thought for a while, and finally sighed, got up and chased after him. It's not that I was convinced by Xi Liang, but I felt that it was a bit bad to ruin a child's future with such a small mistake.
But when the dean arrived at Xi Liang's department, he found that Xi Liang had already left. Seeing this, the dean shook his head slightly and was about to turn around and leave when he found a piece of paper at the foot of the table with something written on it.
The dean picked it up by accident and casually looked at the content on it. After taking a look, his eyes were locked on the paper! And the more I watched, the more solemn my expression became, and the more I watched, the more shocked I became!
The content on this paper was exactly what Xi Liang originally planned to trouble Fang Zheng to record. However, the content was not much, only a dozen sentences. Later, he was shocked and forgot to record it.
As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, while insiders watch the door. Although there are only a dozen sentences, these ten sentences are very crucial and focus on the key points. After reading it, the dean felt that the sun had cleared the clouds, and some problems that he had been unable to figure out before were instantly solved!
After reading these dozen sentences, Dean Chen let out a long sigh, and then looked doubtfully at the seat where Xi Liang was sitting. He knew very well how good Xi Liang's medical skills were, and it was absolutely impossible for him to have such a deep understanding. So where did these words come from
Dean Chen asked himself that he had read various medical classics, but he had never seen anyone expounding such a penetrating point of view. Could it be that... Dean Chen thought of what Xi Liang said before. Thinking of this, Dean Chen quickly returned to the office and checked the mobile phone numbers of all the employees. He quickly found Xi Liang's mobile phone number and called him.
Unfortunately, after ringing for a long time, no one answered.
Xi Liang's mood at this moment was very complicated, including the disappointment of losing his job, and the excitement of going up the mountain to ask questions, but mostly he was yearning for and uneasy about the future. He yearns for the glory after he succeeds in his studies, but is worried about whether Fang Zheng will teach him...
(End of chapter)