Juvenile Medical God

Hearing the answer given by Qin Lang, even Wang Zhixiu was dumbfounded. Although she hoped to promote the quality education results of the Seventh School through this matter, she thought that it would be necessary to pave the way for the first time, and then introduce the topic to the quality education. Well, there is such a Qin Lang, the first sentence to open the quality education thrown out.

However, Qin Lang’s “enlightenment” still made Wang Zhixiu very happy. Before listening to Sun Bo, Qin Lang’s student was somewhat unruly. She was worried that Qin Lang would “talk around”, but now it seems that the worry is superfluous, and the students are students. When you get to the camera, you naturally know what you can say and what you can't say. This is also good, save Wang Zhixiu when spending money on public relations, but also have to find someone to edit some content that is not suitable for publicity.

"Excuse me, Mr. Qin, are you really the uncle of Lin Wuchang's master?" another reporter asked.

"This reporter comrade, why are you asking this?" Qin Lang asked.

"Because the master of Lin Wuchang is already seventy years old, and you are less than twenty years old, how could it be his uncle?" The male reporter continued.

"This is a question of seniority. What is the relationship with age? I am the younger brother of Master Lin Wuchang, of course, his uncle. This is like, you are almost forty years old, but one day your father told you that he There is also a teenage brother. Do you see your father's brother, should you call 'uncle'? Is it because he is young, can you call him 'little brother'?"

There was a burst of laughter in the conference room.

"Some people suspect that this is a kind of speculation in Lin's own disorder. Some people say that this is a kind of hype that Mr. Qin and Lin Wuchang have joined together. The purpose is to attract news attention. What do you have about Mr. Qin? view?"

"If you think that we are trying to attract news attention, as a journalist, you can't come here to interview me, so it highlights your style, isn't it good." Qin Lang said with a smile, "In addition, Regarding the hype, I think that no matter whether it is Lin Wuchang or me, I don’t need to speculate."

"Mr. Qin, Mr. Lin Wuchang is indeed very famous, but you--as far as I know, you should have no fame." Before this reporter wearing glasses said sharply, "So, do not rule out that you gave Master Lin." The benefits, then hype through him."

Qin Lang said that the old poison is not good for Lin's impermanence, but the harm of Tianda.

However, Qin Lang said: "This reporter, you have such a question, it is because of your ignorance of Chinese medicine. I am Lin Wuchang's uncle, this is an indisputable fact, and I got the true biography of the teacher. Therefore, fame is an inevitable thing, and you are not the same as speculation. Because as a Chinese medicine practitioner, the key lies in the medical ethics. If you have medical skills and virtue, you will become a famous doctor!"

At this time, Wang Zhixiu gave Qin Lang a look because she recognized the male reporter wearing a black frame. This guy is an editor of Pingchuan Weekly, called Zhou Jiang. This guy is best at making negative news and then passing negative. News to take the "public relations fees" of others. In short, it is to give negative news without giving money, and to give good news to the money. In short, this guy and this "Pingchuan Weekly" are famous for their unethical bottom line.

"Mr. Qin, as far as I know, all the famous Chinese medicine practitioners are all seventy and eighty. You are so young, it doesn't look like a Chinese medicine doctor." Zhou Jiang's tone is a little bit Taunt.

"This reporter, you should give other reporters a little time to ask questions." Wang Zhixiu made a statement for Qin Lang.

"I'm sorry, President Wang, I haven't got the answer yet. You should know that I am very persistent with the news." Zhou Jiang held the frame with his fingers and continued to stare at Qin Lang. "Mr. Qin, please explain to us. Let's see where your so-called medical ethics is reflected."

"This reporter, you come over -" Qin Lang waved to Zhou Jiang.

"Why, do you still want to beat people?" Zhou Jiang snorted and walked over to Qin Lang, which looked like a fighter in the press.

"What am I doing with you? I want to treat you." Qin Lang smiled faintly. "Hands stick out, I will give you the pulse."

"You are so funny, how can I get sick? I am very healthy!" Zhou Jiang said.

"You are unhealthy, I know the diagnosis." Qin Lang smiled. "Why, you dare?"

"Hey, Zhou Jiang, you will let 'Qin Dafu' give you the pulse." "Yes, let us also see if Dr. Xiao Qin is really such a cow." "Hurry up to make people's homes, so waste everyone's time!" ""..."

These reporters rushed Zhou Jiang to let Qin Lang give him a diagnosis.

Wang Zhixiu suddenly worried about Qin Lang. As the principal, Wang Zhixiu often deals with these reporters, knowing that these reporters are very good at mining negative news, because negative news can often bring them higher “extra income”.

But this time Wang Zhixiu could not stop it, Zhou Jiang had already sneered and handed his wrist to Qin Lang.

Qin Lang pressed Zhou Zhou's wrist, but after ten seconds, he suddenly stood up and looked at Zhou Jiang with amazement. He said with a bit of anger: "Hey! It's a sigh!"

Not much explanation, Qin Lang went to the bathroom in the conference room and carefully washed a hand with hand sanitizer.

These reporters were very puzzled about Qin Lang’s behavior, but he was too embarrassed to go to the bathroom to shoot. After waiting for Qin Lang to come out, he asked Qin Lang what happened to Zhou Jiang.

"It's hard to say, it's inconvenient to say." In the face of these reporters' questions, Qin Lang shook his head. "As a doctor, I feel that the privacy of patients should be protected."

"You don't have to protect any privacy, you said it is!" Zhou Jiang seems to be trying to make Qin Lang embarrassed. "I would like to see, what disease you have given me!"

"This... really want to say in a large audience?" Qin Lang looked a little embarrassed.

However, Zhou Jiang and other reporters believe that Qin Lang is looking for an excuse to deliberately delay. In fact, Qin Lang did not diagnose any disease, so he urged Qin Lang to quickly tell the diagnosis.

"This reporter, you are convinced, really want to say?" Qin Lang asked Zhou Jiang again.

"Say! I told you to say it!" Zhou Jiang called.

"Then I really said it!" Qin Lang paused, then whispered, "This reporter comrade, I diagnosed you have a disease!"