After attending the funeral of President Hong.

Li Mingqing is busy preparing for the start of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

He is responsible for talent introduction.

What we are looking for is not only highly skilled Chinese medicine practitioners, but also innovative talents who are willing to accept new ideas and can integrate them with modern medicine.

Talents like Lin Zhenhua.

The Chinese medicine doctor of Mingren Traditional Chinese Medicine Department was invited by Li Mingqing from Wu Lao TCM’s Jinhuatang Clinic.

Especially the apprentices of Dr. Wu, the old Chinese medicine practitioner.

Each one is more serious than the other.

I would go to his office every few days to ask him questions about traditional Chinese medicine.

They memorized the acupuncture techniques written by Li Mingqing a few years ago, and their medical skills improved day by day.

The most important thing for Jiefang Hospital to establish a Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine is Traditional Chinese Medicine.

"Zhenfei, you've been learning Chinese medicine from your grandfather since you were little. Do you know anyone else who studies Chinese medicine?"

"I really don't know him," Lin Zhenfei scratched his head awkwardly. "Teacher, I'll go back and ask Grandpa. He knows a lot of people."

"Okay, I'll leave this to you."

Lin Zhenfei asked, "Teacher, is our hospital's Traditional Chinese Medicine Department short of staff? I can go to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department."

"We are not short of people. Jiefang Hospital plans to establish a Traditional Chinese Medicine Department."

"Traditional Chinese Medicine Department? We need at least two Chinese medicine practitioners, right? My grandfather can go."

Li Mingqing's eyes lit up when he heard his words, but he gave up the idea when he thought of Mr. Lin's age.

"Isn't this abuse of the elderly?" Li Mingqing joked.

"Teacher, my grandfather really wants to go to work. He's even more enthusiastic than I am. If he knew there was such a suitable opportunity, he would definitely be willing to come. The old man would get moldy staying at home alone, so it's time for him to come out."

"You ask first."

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Jinhuatang Medical Clinic.

Mr. Wu sat by the window, basking in the sun and drinking tea.

"Hey, teacher, please sit down."

Li Mingqing said helplessly: "Don't call me teacher, how old are you and how old am I? It's the opposite of Tian Gang."

"It's just teacher. I learned a lot from you."

Mr. Wu said seriously.

"I need your help with something."

"Tell me about it," Mr. Wu poured him a cup of tea, "how else can I help you?"

"Jiefang Hospital is about to establish a Traditional Chinese Medicine Department. Do you have any reliable Traditional Chinese Medicine practitioners to recommend?"

"A Chinese medicine practitioner recommends this? Can I do it?"

"Mr. Wu, I'm serious," Li Mingqing thought he was joking.

Mr. Wu smiled and said, "I am serious too."

"Do you really want to go?" Li Mingqing confirmed with him.

"Really," Wu insisted. "Old Hong approached me before, but then put it aside. Now that you bring it up again, I'll definitely go."

Hearing this, Li Mingqing was surprised, "Mr. Wu, do you know Dean Hong?"

"Yes, old friend."

"To be honest, the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine is a regret for Dean Hong."

Old Wu looked at the cars passing by outside the window and said, "Yes, I didn't expect Old Hong's condition to progress so quickly. Life, old age, sickness and death never go according to one's will."

"Mr. Wu, I'll call you when there's news from Jiefang Hospital."

"Okay, are Zheng Sai and the other two okay in Mingren Hospital?" Mr. Wu was concerned about the three students.

Li Mingqing praised it, saying, "Excellent, hardworking, and with outstanding medical skills."

"Oh my god, outstanding? Zheng Sai and the others jumped for joy when they heard it. Teacher, your evaluation is so flattering."

“They are really dedicated and love to learn.”

"Then I feel relieved. If they do something stupid, just scold them or even beat them," Mr. Wu joked.

Li Mingqing joked: "I won't be polite."

"These three children are quite talented. I feel relieved to have them with you. This is their blessing. Why didn't I have such good luck back then?"

Old Wu said enviously.

There is no need to say much about Li Mingqing's status in traditional Chinese medicine.

He has real skills and is willing to teach them to others.

As selfless and dedicative as a god.

It is a great fortune to be able to learn a thing or two from Li Mingqing.

That day, Li Mingqing received an unexpected call.

"Dean Li," a gentle man said on the other end of the phone, "I am a student of Dean Wen. I heard that you are planning to establish a department of Traditional Chinese Medicine."

Li Mingqing immediately remembered the student mentioned by Dean Wen in his notebook.

Ma Chengfu works in a Shanghai hospital.

"Doctor Ma," Li Mingqing asked, "what are your suggestions for establishing a Traditional Chinese Medicine Department?"

"President Hong was my mentor. Naturally, I want to help fulfill his last wish," Ma Chengfu smiled. "I'm willing to take the position."

Li Mingqing was stunned. "Come to take up the position?"

"Yes, I have submitted my resignation from this hospital and will be in the capital tomorrow."

"Doctor Ma, aren't you specialized in surgery? Are you also good at Chinese medicine?" Li Mingqing asked doubtfully.

There was no mention in President Hong's notebook that Ma Chengfu was proficient in traditional Chinese medicine.

Ma Chengfu said, "I've been studying Traditional Chinese Medicine since I was young, but I changed my major later. But I've never fallen behind in Traditional Chinese Medicine. For over thirty years, I've maintained my passion for it. How about this, when we get to the capital, you can test me. If I pass the interview, I'll go. If not, I'll come back."

"Doctor Ma, please don't think I'm meddling. I have to be responsible for the hospital and the patients."

Li Mingqing spoke frankly.

Ma Chengfu smiled and said, "I understand. No wonder the teacher trusts you."

An hour later.

Zhao Chang came over in a hurry.

As soon as he entered the room, he excitedly said, "Mingqing, you're amazing. Chengfu actually agreed to come back to work. I tried to persuade him before, but he just ignored me."

"What's going on? Ma Chengfu is Dean Hong's student. Is it so unbelievable that he came to fulfill Dean Hong's wishes?"

"Ming Qing, do you know who Ma Chengfu is?"

Li Mingqing was puzzled. "Ma Chengfu, a student of Dean Hong."

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