As Tang Haoran said, as soon as Zeng Yigang appeared downstairs at the Provincial Society of Traditional Chinese Medicine, a middle-aged man trotted out: "Are you Expert Zeng?"

Zeng Yi nodded.

The man extended his hand enthusiastically: "Hello, Expert Zeng. I know you are coming and I have been waiting here. My surname is Wang and I am the office director of the Society of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Please come in quickly. Please come in quickly."

The Provincial Society of Traditional Chinese Medicine, the Provincial Research Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and the Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine are actually one, and they are all in one building. When Zeng Yi entered, the first thing he saw was the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital. Although the hospital is small, it has a lot of patient flow.

Bustling. Going upstairs, you will find the office area of ​​the Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine and the Society of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

This time it was a special event. Zeng Yi completed the formalities quickly and got the director certificate of the Society of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

After the formalities were completed, Zeng Yi was about to leave, but Director Wang stopped him again: "Expert Zeng, as usual, a welcome party is held for new directors. It has been arranged!"

The Society of Traditional Chinese Medicine is a semi-official association with a relatively loose organizational structure. It has never held a welcome party before. It was all because of what happened yesterday. In order to show respect for the experts, we specially held one this time.

Zeng Yi didn't know about this situation, and really thought it was a routine, and said politely: "This is not good, I have not made any contribution to our society."

"Your willingness to serve as a director is your contribution to our society! Other council members will arrive soon, and several experts from the expert group will also come." Director Wang smiled brightly, "I want everyone to get to know each other and exchange feelings.

"

Hearing that other experts from the medical team were coming, Zeng Yi stayed. He also wanted to get to know the doctors he would work with in the future, which would make things easier.

At half past ten, the small conference room of the Society of Traditional Chinese Medicine was filled with experts, all of whom were very important figures in the traditional Chinese medicine community of Nanjiang Province.

"When I was a director before, I didn't seem to hold any welcome party."

"Who says it's not the case? I still have a lot of patients on my hands, and I was suddenly informed that I would come over to attend the welcome meeting. Really, it's getting more and more outrageous. I will definitely vote with my feet when there is a new term at the end of the year."

"I heard that a national player-level figure is here."

"Are you Mr. Xie's disciple? Or Mr. Zhang's disciple? If that's the case, it is completely necessary to hold a welcome party."

While they were guessing, Director Wang led Zeng Yi in, "Dear directors and experts, first of all, thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to attend today's welcome meeting. Let me introduce to you, this is the new director of our society.

, Mr. Zeng Yi, Mr. Zeng Yi is also an expert on the expert medical team of the Department of Health.”

As soon as Director Wang finished his introduction, he fell silent. All the experts looked at me and me with incredible expressions. Is this the protagonist today? He is too young. He looks like he has not graduated from college.

.

Seeing this situation, Zeng Yi knew that things were not as Director Wang said. He smiled and took the initiative to say: "I am a junior, and I will ask all the seniors for more support and guidance in the future."

After being cold for another half minute, an old expert with gray hair finally spoke, "Director Zeng, right? Which national player is your teacher? Is it Mr. Xie, Mr. Zhang, or..."

"No, my medical skills are inherited from my family. I learned them from my grandfather since I was a child. I also attended a university of traditional Chinese medicine for several years."

"Then what is your grandfather's name?"

"Zeng Wenfu!"

Zeng Yi mentioned a name, and none of the experts present had heard of it. Immediately, everyone's faces turned ugly. For a little guy with no background, he actually brought so many experts to a meeting. Isn't this just playing the piano randomly?

.

People in politics talk about background, but so do academia. The former values ​​power, while the latter values ​​the sect from which you learned. Zeng Yi was not from a well-known family, and he was so young. Of course, everyone looked down upon him. Traditional Chinese medicine is an empirical discipline.

, I think you are a boy whose hair has not completely faded, and your medical skills are not that high. It is probably the whim of some official who asked his relatives and children to come here for gold plating.

"Then which school of medical skills are you good at? The Vulcan school? The febrile school? The typhoid school? Or the Yishui school?" someone asked again.

Zeng Yi spread his hands, shook his head and said: "It doesn't belong to either faction."

After a commotion in the venue, someone stood up impatiently, "Now that we have met and got to know each other, I have something to do in the hospital, so I will leave first." With that, he came to Zeng Yi and dropped a business card.

, "Director Zeng, I need to keep in touch more in the future." He also used the word "director" very hard, and everyone could hear the teasing tone in it.

Zeng Yi felt unhappy, but his face showed nothing, "Definitely, definitely!"

When someone started, someone followed them. In less than a while, more than half of the conference room was gone. The sweat on Director Wang's face immediately dropped. This was a task assigned by the director himself, and he said that he must successfully organize this welcome.

Yes, he looked at the remaining experts with pleading eyes, hoping to give himself some face.

These experts whispered to each other, and then stood up collectively, looking like they were ready to leave.

Director Wang stepped forward in two steps and stood in front of an expert who looked to be the oldest. "Mr. Hua, Mr. Hua, I forgot to introduce you just now. Director Zeng cured the illness of Director Feng of the Department of Health a few days ago. Now he has been cured."

He is Director Feng’s health doctor.”

The man called Hua Lao just said "Oh" after hearing this, then glanced at Zeng Yi and said: "Young man, you did a good job, do a good job!"

Hua Lao is also an expert in the medical team. He knew about Feng Yuqin's illness, but unfortunately he could not get involved because the officials of the Health Bureau were all technocrats with a background in Western medicine. These people themselves were very repulsive to Chinese medicine, so Hua Lao and several others

A traditional Chinese medicine expert in the medical team, he is not taken seriously by the Health Bureau. He is usually mainly responsible for the health care of important "predecessor" leaders who have retired.

Although I didn't participate in it, a young man can be cured. It's not a serious disease. It's nothing to brag about. It's just good luck. If real experts like us were sent there, this disease would have been cured long ago.

Well, where is the chance for you, a young doctor, to perform?

Mr. Hua nodded and patted Zeng Yi on the shoulder, "I have a few important patients to diagnose and treat. Let's do this for today. There will be many opportunities to work together in the future." After that, he led the way.

The remaining experts walked out together.

Director Wang's face was extremely embarrassed. He watched the few people walk away bitterly, then turned to explain to Zeng Yi: "Director Zeng, I'm really sorry, the experts are too busy, look at this...

…”

"It's okay, it's okay!" Zeng Yi waved his hand, as if it didn't matter, "Isn't it that I have already gotten to know the experts? The purpose of the welcome meeting has been achieved. Since the experts have left, I will go back too!"

"I'll see you off!" Director Wang felt guilty and insisted on sending Zeng Yi downstairs.

When we got out of the elevator downstairs, we met several experts from Hua Lao. At this time, they were standing in the outpatient hall of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, chatting with several doctors. It seemed that they had been stopped to ask questions.

Seeing Zeng Yi, Mr. Hua continued his topic and just nodded slightly, which was regarded as saying hello.

Zeng Yi also nodded and walked outside.

Just after taking two steps, a big man hurried in from outside, carrying a young man on his back. It was impossible to tell what illness the young man had, but his painful groans could be heard from a distance.

"This little brother, please do me a favor. Help me support him. I'll call the emergency number!" The big man was sweating from running. He looked around in the hall and suddenly came to Zeng Yi's side.

His eyes begged Zeng Yi.

"No problem! It's easy!" Zeng Yi quickly reached out his hand to help the young man get off the ground carefully.

"Thank you, thank you, little brother, you are such a good person!" The big man bowed to Zeng Yi and ran to register.

Only then did Zeng Yi see that the young man's foot was injured. His left foot was completely naked. The originally smooth instep now had a big bulge with a terrifying shape, black and purple. With the naked eye, he could feel the big bump.

There seemed to be a hard object inside the bag, like a giant earthworm lurking beneath the surface, but it might break out of the ground at any time.

Zeng Yi asked: "What's wrong with your feet?"

The young man was sweating in pain at this moment, and even his back was wet. Hearing Zeng Yi's question, he said: "I... I was installing an air conditioner for someone, and I accidentally dropped... I fell downstairs and fell.

It’s like this, the bones inside seem to be broken!”

Only then did Zeng Yi realize that the hard objects inside the big bag were bones, not anything else. He squatted down and gently kneaded the young man's feet a few times, feeling the condition of the bones inside. After a while, he

He stood up, thought about it carefully, and prepared to come to his conclusion.

"Director Zeng, I didn't expect you to look at bone injuries!"

Before he could speak, several experts who were with Mr. Hua just now came over, and they knew the tone was not good.

"I have learned a little bit, but I am not very proficient." Zeng Yi replied politely.

Director Wang next to him may have seen something, and whispered in Zeng Yi's ear: "Mr. Hua is the most powerful orthopedic expert in Nanjiang Province."

Zeng Yi smiled at Director Wang, and then said to the experts: "I thought this case was extremely rare, so I was itching to get my hands on it, but I was very empty and couldn't be sure." As he said that, Zeng Yi shook his head.

He stared at the young man's feet again and again, and finally squatted down and pinched them again. His face showed doubts from time to time, and it seemed that he really couldn't feel the bones inside.

When several experts saw it, they immediately understood each other and said together: "Director Zeng is so humble. How could you not be sure about such a small injury?" After saying that, they encouraged the young man, "Young man, you are lucky today."

It’s great that I have met a great expert. Do you know who this doctor is? He is the director of our Provincial Society of Traditional Chinese Medicine. He just cured the director of the Health Department a few days ago. Please beg him quickly.

Maybe when he is happy, he will cure your disease."
Chapter completed!