Chapter 1222: Disbelief in Western Medicine
In response to Yu Zhiming's question, Wei Guohuai didn't hide anything and said, "I just have a small request."
After a pause, he said in a deep voice, "My son is studying eight years of clinical medicine at Union Medical College and will graduate next year."
Wei Guohuai added proudly, "I'm not boasting, but my son has excellent grades. Every year, his overall scores are among the best, and he's often praised by his teachers."
"I hope that after he graduates next year, he will have the honor of studying and working under you, Dr. Yu."
Yu Zhiming frowned and said, "Doctor Wei, if your son is really as outstanding as you say, then after he graduates, he can choose any hospital in China."
Outstanding eight-year doctoral graduates from top domestic medical schools such as Peking Union Medical College and Binhai Jiaotong University School of Medicine do have the right to choose which hospital to enter.
Even hospitals of the same level as Union Hospital and Huashan Hospital.
Wei Guohuai nodded gently and said, "That's true. However, my expectation for my son is not just to be admitted to the top hospitals in the country. I hope he can grow up to be a famous doctor with a high reputation."
"Studying and working beside Dr. Yu, a rare doctor, is the shortcut to becoming a famous doctor."
this……
Upon hearing this, Yu Zhiming couldn't help but feel a little proud, but he tried to keep a normal expression and said, "Doctor Wei, you overestimate my role. Isn't it said that famous doctors are not trained, but grow up on their own?"
Wei Guohuai said softly, "Doctor Yu, you can greatly shorten and reduce the time and difficulty of becoming a famous doctor."
Yu Zhiming chuckled, and seeing that neither Mr. Ye nor Teacher Qi Yue were willing to speak, he said to Wei Guohuai, "Doctor Wei, there's still a year until your son graduates, and more than a year until my hometown hospital is put into use."
"There's plenty of time, so there's no need to rush. I'll seriously consider this matter, and I hope you, Doctor Wei, will also reconsider it."
Wei Guohuai also knew that it would be difficult to get a positive answer from Dr. Yu if he raised this matter suddenly. Seeing that his goal had been achieved, he tactfully said goodbye and left the glass house.
After he left, Qi Yue sighed and said, "Typical Chinese parents, willing to sacrifice everything for their children's growth."
"However, I think his decision is not only worthwhile, but also very courageous and wise."
Qi Yue met Yu Zhiming's gaze and said, "First, I am very optimistic about the development prospects of the teaching hospital. Within ten years, it will definitely become one of the well-known hospitals in the country."
"Secondly, this Doctor Wei is right on point. Following you is indeed the fastest way to becoming a famous doctor."
"Teacher, am I really that good?" Yu Zhiming said this with some lack of confidence, but his face showed a smug expression as if he was about to have a good chat.
Qi Yue suppressed a smile and said, "As the saying goes, facts speak louder than words. Although Zhou Luo, Shen Qi, Sui Chi, Duan Yi, and the others have a good foundation and are considered outstanding young doctors, the gap between them and Gong Yue and Qiu Yi is still quite obvious."
"In just a few months, their abilities have significantly improved, narrowing the gap between them and Gong Yue and Qiu Yi. The most obvious thing is that they've surpassed other young doctors of the same level by a significant margin."
"After one or two years, the performance will become more obvious."
Yu Zhiming chuckled and said, "Actually, I didn't do anything to them. It was mainly their own efforts."
Qi Yue chuckled and said, "You talk and laugh with great scholars, and you associate with all kinds of people. Following you, you have met famous doctors from home and abroad, and they have handled difficult and complicated diseases, and serious illnesses that are difficult to treat. Their experience in one year of yours is probably the condensed experience of ten or twenty years for other doctors."
These words made Yu Zhiming overjoyed.
Qi Yue took a sip of tea and continued, "It is clear that if Dr. Wei can see this, others can see it too."
"However, since Zhou Luo, Shen Qi and the others, you haven't had any additional staff around you. In addition, the hospital leaders have repeatedly pressured others not to disturb you."
"If you agree to Doctor Wei's request, many people will probably be unable to sit still."
Qi Yue suggested again: "As you said, there is still a lot of time. There is no need to decide so quickly. Let's investigate the situation of this doctor Wei and his son first."
"If you want to stay by your side, you must be good enough."
Yu Zhiming nodded vigorously and said, "If you're not smart enough, not good enough, I won't accept your offer, no matter how great the benefits are."
At this time, someone else came to visit the glass house.
The visitor was a tall and thin old man in his sixties who looked very energetic. He came over specifically to greet Mr. Ye.
From his conversation with Mr. Ye, Yu Zhiming learned that the old man had been Mr. Ye's patient more than ten years ago. After Mr. Ye's skillful treatment, not only did he recover, but he is still in good health and enjoys everything he eats.
"Mr. Ye, ever since that treatment, I no longer believe in Western medicine. Western medicine treats the symptoms but not the root cause, and it makes people need to stay in the hospital for the rest of their lives."
The old man complained, “In the end, it’s just a knife that cuts people off, severely damaging their vitality and putting them on the verge of death.”
"Over the years, my family and I have been taking Chinese medicine to regulate our bodies. Occasionally, we have minor illnesses such as headaches and colds, but we get through them without even taking medicine."
The old man sighed, "Traditional Chinese Medicine is profound and extensive. It's most suitable for the Chinese body and can regulate the body from the root. It's countless times better than Western medicine."
Yu Zhiming ate the food silently without saying a word.
Many people do not believe in traditional Chinese medicine and say it is pseudoscience, but naturally there are also people who firmly believe in it.
It's a personal choice.
Mr. Ye chuckled and said, "Traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine each have their own strengths. You should choose according to your individual physical condition."
Elder Zhang chuckled and said, "Mr. Ye is very generous and tolerant. Those Western doctors in the hospital would only look down on Chinese medicine."
After a pause, he continued, "I also happened to see the live broadcast of the Three Halls Competition last week and learned that you, Mr. Ye, came to Binhai and opened the Gancaotang Chinese Medicine Clinic."
"I would like to take my whole family to Gancaotang for a pulse checkup. Is it convenient for you, Mr. Ye?"
Mr. Ye agreed and gave Mr. Zhang a business card of Gancaotang, asking him to call the number on it to make an appointment.
Old man Zhang left happily with the business card.
After the man left, Yu Zhiming looked at Mr. Ye and asked, "Teacher Ye, this man said he had been seeing you for more than ten years. Do you still remember him?"
Mr. Ye said with a smile: "How could I still remember something that happened more than ten years ago?"
"I don't have a photographic memory."
"Zhiming, can you remember?"
Yu Zhiming shook his head and said, "I don't have such a good memory. At most, I am somewhat familiar with the patients from a year ago."
Qi Yue praised: "Your memory is quite amazing. The number of patients you come into contact with every year is huge."
“It’s just so-so.”
Yu Zhiming said modestly, and then said to Mr. Ye: "Mr. Ye, I noticed that when the man just said he received your treatment more than ten years ago, his breathing and heart rate were significantly accelerated."
"Is he lying?"
Ye Lao understood and couldn't help but say with joy: "This person, in order to get closer to me, let me take action, it's really worthwhile."
Yu Zhiming chuckled and said, "You are a master of traditional Chinese medicine. It's not easy for ordinary people to ask you for treatment."
Qi Yue also smiled and said: "This person is quite smart. He builds closer relationships in occasions like weddings, which naturally brings a certain amount of trust."
"If you were ten years older, Zhiming, this trick would most likely be used on you."
Yu Zhiming smiled and said, "Probably not. He said he didn't believe in Western medicine, but that wasn't a lie just to please Mr. Ye."
Someone else knocked on the door and came in with a wine glass.
This time it was an acquaintance, the prince of Changxu Pharmaceutical...
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