A group of prominent figures openly opposed traditional Chinese medicine.
Ultimately, it is still a struggle for interests.
The global annual market for Western medicine is now over 10 trillion dollars, while the market for traditional Chinese medicine is approximately 3 trillion dollars. Basically, the world's medical market is left with only a competition between Chinese and Western medicine. Other Tibetan medicine, Miao medicine, and even some small medical classifications in the West have been eliminated.
As long as traditional Chinese medicine is eliminated, Western medicine will be able to completely dominate the medical market.
By then, the world pharmaceutical market will not just be 10 trillion plus 3 trillion. It may be 13 trillion, 15 trillion, or even 20 trillion. How big the pharmaceutical market will be by then depends on how big the world's pharmaceutical giants want to make it.
China, and even all countries in Asia that use traditional Chinese medicine, will lose the final pricing power. Not only high-end Western medicines, but even any Western medicines, they can re-price or charge huge patent fees.
Even for drugs that have expired, they can re-legislate, extend the patent period, and continue to collect patents. Western countries, led by America, have done this more than once.
The dispute between Chinese and Western medicine is not just a simple dispute over medicine. It has nothing to do with whether it is effective or scientific. In the final analysis, it is a dispute over interests.
Unfortunately, domestic pharmaceutical giants are not strong enough, the modernization of traditional Chinese medicine is progressing slowly, and there are too few pharmaceutical companies willing to reinvest most of their profits into research and development.
Even if the country offers various favorable conditions, they would rather put the money into their own pockets rather than invest it in research and development.
If these pharmaceutical giants do not wake up, failure is probably just a matter of time.
Tang Yigong is one of the few Chinese medicine practitioners who see the crisis and try every means to resolve it. Unfortunately, there is very little they can do.
"Mr. Chen, no, Master Chen, please!"
Tang Yigong led the way respectfully in front. His idea now was very simple. As long as traditional Chinese medicine did not die, there would always be hope for a turnaround.
"Um!"
Chen Xiaobao nodded and followed Tang Yigong into Jiangcheng Medical University.
The school was filled with a youthful atmosphere. Jiangcheng Medical University seemed to attach great importance to this seminar of the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Many banners were hung in the school, making it quite lively.
"Teacher Chen, the seminar will be held in the school gymnasium, and it is expected that hundreds of medical students will participate!" Tang Yigong introduced as he took Chen Xiaobao into the school.
"So few? Didn't I hear that the total number of teachers and students at Jiangcheng Medical College exceeds 30,000?" Chen Xiaobao asked in surprise.
Traditional Chinese medicine is a large category after all. Jiangcheng Medical University has more than 30,000 teachers and students, and the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital must have at least several thousand students.
For such a large seminar, at least half of the thousands of students from traditional Chinese medicine hospitals should go, right?
What the hell is this when it is expected that only a few hundred students will participate.
"There are many students in the medical school, but there are only more than a thousand students in the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine. In recent years, fewer and fewer students apply for traditional Chinese medicine!"
Tang Yigong said awkwardly.
Learning Chinese medicine is not enough; the most important thing is to accumulate a lot of diagnostic experience, which means that after graduation you have to study for many more years before you can be independent.
It takes too long, and the employment opportunities are not broad enough. It is far inferior to Western medicine. It does not make as much money as Western medicine, and the future is not as bright as Western medicine. Naturally, there are fewer students willing to study Chinese medicine.
"Traditional Chinese medicine is becoming increasingly weaker!"
Chen Xiaobao shook his head and sighed. He also wanted to contribute to traditional Chinese medicine, but unfortunately one person's power was too small.
"yes!"
As they were talking, they came to the gymnasium. There were already some people in the gymnasium. There were hundreds of people sitting sparsely in the huge gymnasium. Among them were many famous Chinese medicine experts and professors from all over the country.
"Hey, what are they doing?"
Chen Xiaobao and Tang Yigong were about to go over when they suddenly saw a few people coming over, holding banners and about to change them.
"Warmly welcome Professor Rochester to our institute!"
“Celebrating the successful holding of the Chinese and Western Medicine Exchange Conference!”
Tang Yigong saw that the banner welcoming the successful convening of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Symposium was replaced by two new banners. When they saw the two new banners, the famous Chinese medicine experts and professors began to talk about it.
Apparently no one knew what was going on.
"Didn't you say you were going to hold a TCM seminar? How did it turn into a TCM and Western medicine exchange conference?"
"Yes, at the Traditional Chinese Medicine Exchange Conference, who are we going to communicate with?"
"Are you here to mess things up again?"
"Those who are against traditional Chinese medicine are simply crazy. Is it really good for the medical community to defeat traditional Chinese medicine?"
Those famous Chinese medicine experts and professors were talking about it one by one, and some of them even stood up and prepared to ask the staff for clarification.
How did it turn out to be a seminar on traditional Chinese medicine into a conference on the exchange of Chinese and Western medicine?
"What's going on?"
Chen Xiaobao asked with a frown.
"I don't know either!"
Tang Yigong said blankly that he had not received any notice and had no idea about this.
"Here he comes, here comes Dr. Rochester!"
"Everyone, go and welcome them!"
At this moment, there was a sudden commotion in the school. Students ran around to tell each other, fireworks shot up into the sky, and the school even specially prepared fireworks to welcome this Dr. Rochester.
A large number of students ran towards the school gate. The students in the gymnasium soon heard the noise and ran out as well. The students almost surrounded the school gate.
"Classmate, who is Dr. Rochester?"
Tang Yigong quickly stopped a student and asked.
"You don't even know who Dr. Rochester is? Dr. Rochester is the chief expert at the Mayo Clinic. I heard that if you ask him to see a patient, the consultation fee alone will start at one million US dollars, not counting other medical expenses. The school specially invited him to exchange Chinese and Western medicine!"
The boy who was stopped said quickly.
"The chief expert at the Mayo Clinic?"
When Tang Yigong heard this, his face changed. This person seemed to have bad intentions.
Jiangcheng Medical College cannot hire such people, nor can it afford the money. There must be a lot of capital behind this.
How could those capitals pushing this matter be for any kind of communication? There must be some ulterior motive behind this.
"Master Chen, something is wrong today. I'm afraid something might go wrong!" Tang Yigong said to Chen Xiaobao worriedly after hearing this.
"Let's wait and see!"
Chen Xiaobao also frowned and said in a deep voice.
“This is the only way!”
Tang Yigong said with a worried look on his face.
At the same time, a large number of students gathered at the school gate. Several Audi A8s drove in quickly, with the windows lowered. The people inside waved proudly to the outside.
The Audi convoy drove all the way to the outside of the stadium.
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