The progress of the once famous task has reached more than 60,000, and another wave of time will be earned soon.
After looking at his personal dashboard, Yun Heng checked his Weibo again. The number of followers had exceeded 40,000, or more than 45,000 to be exact. This made Yun Heng very happy.
While checking, Yun Heng found that there were actually quite a few private messages. When he clicked on them, Yun Heng's mood instantly turned bad.
There were about a hundred private messages, and one-third of them were sent by the same person.
"What a bullshit Chinese medicine! Don't post this kind of scam stuff anymore."
"Misleading the public, you know?"
"Post more positive things instead of these meaningless things all the time. You're taking human life lightly, don't you know that?"
........
There are more than ten consecutive messages, all with similar meanings. Judging from the time, they should have been sent from morning to afternoon.
Maybe because Yun Heng didn't reply, the subsequent private messages became quite impolite.
"Did you hear me when I spoke to you?"
"Fuck, don't post that again, you hear me?"
"You received it but didn't reply, are you dead?"
"It seems you are scared. If you are scared, then don't post it again."
Then Yun Heng started editing and typing, editing the conditions of the two patients he met that day, and then posted on Weibo again.
Afraid?
If Director Fang Zhengxiang knew about this, he would definitely tell the other party, "My uncle Heng is a ruthless man who doesn't talk much. How could he be afraid of me?"
Xihua Jiaotong University School of Medicine.
Zhao Junang was spitting in the dormitory.
"Let me tell you, this bullshit Chinese medicine is all a scam. In the past, doctors were considered the weaker of the eight major schools in the martial arts world, on the same level as fortune tellers and feng shui practitioners. It's all about luck."
"You're just a keyboard warrior, talking behind people's backs. Last time you met Professor Ke, you didn't dare to say a word."
Someone nearby who knew Zhao Junang laughed and joked.
"Tsk, I was afraid of making Old Man Ke mad, so I didn't bother to talk to him anymore."
As he spoke, Zhao Junang took out his phone and showed it to the group: "See? There was a guy promoting traditional Chinese medicine who broke out yesterday. He's quite famous, and several big Vs are helping to promote him. Are you scared, brother? He didn't dare to reply to any of my messages."
"Traditional Chinese Medicine Practitioner Yun Heng?"
A classmate took a look and said with a smile, "I saw this yesterday too and followed it. The medical records they shared are quite good and well-reasoned. I think it must be a famous medical expert who has joined Weibo. You better take it easy, kid."
"That's right, this semester is almost over, and starting next semester, those of us who aren't taking the postgraduate entrance exam will have to find hospitals for internships. You're messing around. If you really run into a famous doctor, it'll be hard for you to graduate."
"Tsk, I'm telling the truth, what am I afraid of?"
Zhao Junang felt a little guilty, but he quickly put it out of his mind.
He studied Western medicine and did not go to a traditional Chinese medicine hospital or department for internship.
Besides, his Weibo account is not his real name. Although it has been verified, who knows who he is? If he is really a famous person, who would have the time to bother with a small person like him?
"Hey, Chinese medicine practitioner Yun Heng posted on Weibo again, sharing two more case histories."
Someone next to him was looking at Weibo and talking when Yun Heng updated his Weibo again.
"Xiao Junjun, see? People are afraid of you, but they just don't want to bother with you."
There are four people in a dormitory, and only Zhao Junang is against traditional Chinese medicine. The others are not die-hard fans of traditional Chinese medicine, but they are relatively objective. Even if some people do not believe in traditional Chinese medicine, they do not argue with others like Zhao Junang does all day long. Some people even like to read some medical records of traditional Chinese medicine.
"This case is quite good. The patient suffers from hemiplegia. Water retention is caused by excessive moisture, which is trapped between the superficial skin and muscles and cannot be discharged. This has caused blood vessels and meridians to become blocked..."
"What the hell is water vapor?"
Zhao Junang immediately launched into a tirade: "You're all modern youth, yet you believe this nonsense? To be more specific, water is an essential substance in the human body, making up approximately 60-70% of body weight. It's also one of the main components of cells, and the human body's various life activities require water. Does this mean everyone is overly hydrated?"
"Student Junang has a lot of twisted logic." Someone said with a smile.
"What do you mean by perverse logic? This is science."
Zhao Junang was unconvinced: "Am I wrong? According to the medical records, I feel like I have too much water retention. Do I need to drain it too?"
"And this, it can restore life and suppress water, it's hilarious, and I'm still on my seventh day of mourning."
As he spoke, Zhao Junang was typing and replying with his own views. In an instant, many people followed suit and supported him.
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