Chinese medicine doctor Xu Yang

The next day, dawn.

Xu Yang got up and washed up.

He Bi invited Xu Yang to have breakfast together, and Xu Yang did not refuse this time.

In the breakfast buffet downstairs, He Bi sat opposite Xu Yang. The two of them had breakfast slowly. They came down quite early, but these doctors all got up quite early, and there were already many people in the restaurant.

There were several young Chinese medicine doctors sitting at the table next to Xu Yang and the others, also chatting.

"Hey, how are you planning this exchange training?"

"Hey, it's the same old thing. The leaders will give speeches for a day, and tomorrow they will be assigned to various hospitals for clinical exchanges. After that, the national masters will come to give us training in different categories."

"National player... Tsk tsk, if we can be favored and become a disciple of a national player, our future will be much easier."

"Think of good things, you!"

"Hey! It's not completely impossible. I heard from the gossip that there seems to be a national player who plans to recruit a disciple this time!"

"Oh?" The eyes of the people next to him lit up, and even He Bi, who was sitting opposite Xu Yang, couldn't help but turn his head away.

Only Xu Yang was calmer.

"Tell me, tell me, who is the national player?"

The well-informed Chinese medicine doctor said: "Don't ask around. Even if you want to recruit disciples, it won't be your turn."

"Otherwise, whose turn is it?"

The well-informed Chinese medicine doctor said: "Among the young Chinese medicine practitioners we are training this time, who is the most popular recently?"

The person next to me said without thinking: "That flu expert Xu Yang?"

He Bi immediately turned to look at Xu Yang.

Xu Yang continued to eat his breakfast, his expression unchanged.

They were still chatting there, but the topic turned from the national players to Xu Yang.

"But speaking of Xu Yang, his prescriptions are really good, and his diagnosis of this flu is also extremely accurate, which is really rare."

The well-informed Chinese medicine doctor sneered disdainfully.

The people next to me quickly looked at this PHS.

PHS shook his head: "This Xu Yang is simply exaggerated. It is a gimmick created by their local medical department. It is not his credit at all. You don't even think about how old he is. He is asked to take the lead in leading the diagnosis. What do you think?" Come down?"

Everyone else looked at each other and shook their heads.

PHS added: "So, I have reliable information, reliable information, that Xu Yang had the opportunity to steal this greedy merit because of his family connections, just to help him rise to power."

The people around him took a deep breath, feeling like they had heard big news.

He Bi was suddenly stunned. He originally thought that the news about this PHS was quite powerful and had many connections, but now that he saw it, wasn't it nonsense?

He Bi immediately shook his head.

But his movement attracted the attention of PHS, who asked He Bi: "What's wrong, brother, you don't believe it?"

He Bi looked up at Xu Yang.

PHS added: "Don't believe it, I tell you, this kid will be exposed tomorrow. Doesn't he have to go to the hospital for clinical exchanges tomorrow? Many of the young Chinese doctors coming from all over the country this time are from several generations. It is a family tradition that he studied medicine since he was a child.”

"There are also many people who are apprentices of national players. Even though they are young, they are not inferior to those famous experts. I have heard several people want to weigh in on this Xu Yang tomorrow."

He Bi looked at Xu Yang in astonishment again. He really hadn't heard the news.

Xu Yang was still eating his breakfast slowly, and he asked calmly: "Who are they?"

Everyone else also watches PHS.

Xiaoling channel: "Hey, let me tell you! Most people really don't know. But there are many masters. One is Shen Yuyan, the 19th generation descendant of the Shen family, which has been passed down from the Ming Dynasty to the present day. A family of traditional Chinese medicine."

"There is also Liu Hejun, the only son of the national expert Liu Mingda, the old Chinese medicine practitioner. He was taught by the national expert step by step, and he inherited the gynecological diagnosis and treatment of Mr. Qian Boxuan."

"There are also Wan Heyi, a disciple of Mr. Liu Duzhou, and Hao Wanshan, who studied under the master of Jingfang Sect. There is also Xiao Baoqi, the descendant of Lu Fuzi of Chengdu Fire God Sect, and those who come to Guangdong Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital... from Shanxi..."

PHS talked about it for a long time, and it was a treasure trove of information.

The names of these people are not very famous, but their elders are all famous old Chinese medicine doctors, even great national players!

It seems that the standards of this exchange training for young Chinese medicine practitioners are very high. It is a bit exaggerated to say that the best young Chinese medicine practitioners in the world have been recruited. But this meeting was attended by all very outstanding young Chinese medicine practitioners from all over the country, and there were almost no ordinary practitioners. These words were very sincere.

Others were dumbfounded. Although they were pretty good locally, compared with these people, they were far inferior.

He Bi looked at Xu Yang nervously. He did not expect that Xu Yang would be targeted by so many people. Sure enough, it was not easy to get the limelight. Being famous at a young age can easily lead to jealousy and trouble.

He Bi put himself in for a moment, and his scalp felt numb just thinking about it.

He Bi looked at Xu Yang carefully and wanted to say a few words of comfort, but he didn't know how. After all, it wasn't him who was being pushed, but Xu Yang.

But... He Bi found an outline of a smile at the corner of Xu Yang's mouth.

What's going on? Are you so scared that you laugh?

Xu Yang put down the porridge bowl. He ate all the breakfast. He took a napkin, wiped his mouth, and said, "It seems that this exchange meeting is a bit interesting."

Several people nearby turned to look at Xu Yang.

PHS was the most curious and asked, "What do you mean?"

Xu Yang replied: "Before I came here, my teacher wanted me to influence more people. I was quite confused and didn't know what to do, but now I seem to have discovered an interesting way."

PHS still didn't understand: "What do you mean? Tell me more, I don't understand."

Xu Yang put down the tissue next to his mouth and said to Xiao Ling: "Thank you for the news. Also, a kind reminder. If you can use the time of collecting information to study medicine, your level will definitely be higher than now. "

After saying that, Xu Yang stood up and left.

PHS was unhappy at the time: "Hey, who does he think he is? Are you trying to teach me a lesson?"

"He is the Xu Yang you have been talking about for a long time." He Bi replied, and then quickly chased after him.

The table was stunned for a moment.

…

The meeting starts at half past eight.

It's still the same old thing, the leader's speech lasts for a long time, with a lot of official talk and clichés, which makes people want to sleep.

Usually, no one is interested in listening, and even less so this time. So many young Chinese medicine practitioners at the scene looked at Xu Yang's seat from time to time. That's right, the seats were divided now. There were name tags in front of the seats. Everyone knew who Xu Yang was.

Just the look in Xu Yang's eyes was different.

Except for Xu Yang and his fellow locals, the eyes of other Chinese medicine doctors from other places were not so friendly. Everyone looked at Xu Yang with very suspicious eyes.

It’s no wonder they don’t believe it. For such a young Chinese medicine practitioner to deal with such a big flu is equivalent to the sixth grade student from your school next door winning the National Science and Technology Award for researching DNA technology. He is better than countless old scientists who have spent their whole lives working hard.

That's probably all the nonsense.

The people who came this time were all very outstanding young Chinese medicine doctors from the local area, all of them were arrogant and arrogant, and they were all older than Xu Yang. They ask themselves, they can’t do it.

Xu Yang, who is younger than himself, is naturally unlikely to be able to do it. It’s like I’m already in the second grade of junior high school. I rank first in the school every time I take exams. I don’t even know how to spell DNA, but the sixth-grade kid from the school next door wins the National Science and Technology Award?

So they naturally thought that there was something fishy hidden in it, so it's no wonder that they doubted Xu Yang and even wanted to weigh Xu Yang.

Above, several leaders took turns to finish speaking.

The host said: "Thank you Director Zhou for your wonderful speech and put forward many constructive suggestions. I believe it will be of great benefit to the future career development of our young traditional Chinese medicine practitioners."

"The following is the speech by a representative of young Chinese medicine practitioners. This time we have invited Dr. Xu Yang, who played an important role in the syndrome differentiation and designation of influenza this winter, to participate in our training exchange for young Chinese medicine practitioners."

"Dr. Xu Yang, 28 years old this year, is one of the only six young Chinese medicine practitioners under the age of 30 who attended the meeting. Okay, let's invite Dr. Xu Yang to speak on stage and talk about his experience in the diagnosis of influenza this time. experience."

The applause was sparse, and only the local doctor in Xu Yang gave me some face.

The staff came to guide Xu Yang out. Xu Yang put down his speech and walked out.

The staff reminded: "Dr. Xu Yang, you didn't bring the transcript of your speech."

Xu Yang shook his head and smiled slightly: "For a sentence or two, no manuscript is needed."