Fang Zhihan sat there indifferently while Yu Gangan was extremely uncomfortable and slightly speechless.
He could have left by that time, but why was he sitting there listening to the seminar. For an industry outsider, didn’t a medical seminar like this feel really long and boring?
At that moment, the hopeless Yu Gangan suddenly felt a cold gaze fall upon her.
She subconsciously looked over and discovered that the owner of the gaze was the woman dressed in Chanel clothing that tried to make things difficult for her.
This woman’s name was Su Jiushan. Although she was 32, she was already a famous doctor in Beijing. A miracle doctor that everyone saw potential in.
Yu Gangan didn’t know how she offended Su Jiushan, but Su Jiushan kept picking on her.
Yu Gangan oddly wanted to laugh.
Elder Huang was the first one to go on stage for the seminar. He discussed the issues with passing down the tradition of Chinese medicine and gave his opinion on the book ‘Treatise on febrile disease caused by cold’. He also brought up some new thoughts and hoped for everyone to discuss it in detail.
In the end, he said, “Learning Chinese medicine is hard, being a doctor of Chinese medicine is harder, and becoming a renowned doctor of Chinese medicine is harder still.”
“In today’s impetuous society, everyone wants to get rich and famous overnight. But, when they don’t even have the patience to read a book properly, how can they sit down and read through entire medical textbooks.”
After hearing what the old man said, Yu Gangan finally understood why Elder Huang helped her.
She really liked this old man; he reminded her of her grandfather.
Next up, the old Professor Chen shared his clinical experience with acupuncture. Using his 60 years of knowledge, he discussed the problems that could occur in a clinical setting. Yu Gangan learned a lot from him.
After that, Su Jiushan received the microphone from the old professor and started discussing how the philosophy of acupuncture originated from speculation.
Basically, she was saying that the roots of the philosophy of acupuncture clashed with modern medicine and asked everyone to discuss whether acupuncture should stick to the old philosophy or whether they should create a new one…
As soon as Yu Gangan heard this, she was quite surprised.
This was a medical seminar, why was she talking about acupuncture and philosophy?
For her, Chinese medicine had nothing to do with philosophy, let alone philosophy and acupuncture.
She glanced at Fang Zhihan beside her and was surprised to find that he hadn’t fallen asleep.
Was he seriously interested? Or was he just trying to uphold his image?
Yu Gangan couldn’t help but laugh.
Only Fang Zhihan could hear her quiet voice as he turned to look at her dotingly.
He grabbed Yu Gangan’s notebook and pen and wrote:
When Yu Gangan saw these words, she laughed to herself. Wasn’t this man acting like he didn’t know her? Why was he suddenly acting so close?
So, she replied in an impolite manner:
Fang Zhihan laughed and wrote in response:
Without hesitation, Yu Gangan wrote a big, , on the notebook. She then stopped him from using her pen again.
In front of them, Su Jiushan lifted her head and saw the interaction between the two.
She didn’t show it on her face, but she was sneering on the inside. As expected, Yu Gangan wasn’t there to study. She must have bought her way into the seminars.
Su Jiushan couldn’t let this continue; she had to put a stop to it.
So, as she lowered her head a cold and calculative gaze appeared in her eyes!!
Fang Zhihan sat there indifferently while Yu Gangan was extremely uncomfortable and slightly speechless.
He could have left by that time, but why was he sitting there listening to the seminar. For an industry outsider, didn’t a medical seminar like this feel really long and boring?
At that moment, the hopeless Yu Gangan suddenly felt a cold gaze fall upon her.
She subconsciously looked over and discovered that the owner of the gaze was the woman dressed in Chanel clothing that tried to make things difficult for her.
This woman’s name was Su Jiushan. Although she was 32, she was already a famous doctor in Beijing. A miracle doctor that everyone saw potential in.
Yu Gangan didn’t know how she offended Su Jiushan, but Su Jiushan kept picking on her.
Yu Gangan oddly wanted to laugh.
Elder Huang was the first one to go on stage for the seminar. He discussed the issues with passing down the tradition of Chinese medicine and gave his opinion on the book ‘Treatise on febrile disease caused by cold’. He also brought up some new thoughts and hoped for everyone to discuss it in detail.
In the end, he said, “Learning Chinese medicine is hard, being a doctor of Chinese medicine is harder, and becoming a renowned doctor of Chinese medicine is harder still.”
“In today’s impetuous society, everyone wants to get rich and famous overnight. But, when they don’t even have the patience to read a book properly, how can they sit down and read through entire medical textbooks.”
After hearing what the old man said, Yu Gangan finally understood why Elder Huang helped her.
She really liked this old man; he reminded her of her grandfather.
Next up, the old Professor Chen shared his clinical experience with acupuncture. Using his 60 years of knowledge, he discussed the problems that could occur in a clinical setting. Yu Gangan learned a lot from him.
After that, Su Jiushan received the microphone from the old professor and started discussing how the philosophy of acupuncture originated from speculation.
Basically, she was saying that the roots of the philosophy of acupuncture clashed with modern medicine and asked everyone to discuss whether acupuncture should stick to the old philosophy or whether they should create a new one…
As soon as Yu Gangan heard this, she was quite surprised.
This was a medical seminar, why was she talking about acupuncture and philosophy?
For her, Chinese medicine had nothing to do with philosophy, let alone philosophy and acupuncture.
She glanced at Fang Zhihan beside her and was surprised to find that he hadn’t fallen asleep.
Was he seriously interested? Or was he just trying to uphold his image?
Yu Gangan couldn’t help but laugh.
Only Fang Zhihan could hear her quiet voice as he turned to look at her dotingly.
He grabbed Yu Gangan’s notebook and pen and wrote:
When Yu Gangan saw these words, she laughed to herself. Wasn’t this man acting like he didn’t know her? Why was he suddenly acting so close?
So, she replied in an impolite manner:
Fang Zhihan laughed and wrote in response:
Without hesitation, Yu Gangan wrote a big, , on the notebook. She then stopped him from using her pen again.
In front of them, Su Jiushan lifted her head and saw the interaction between the two.
She didn’t show it on her face, but she was sneering on the inside. As expected, Yu Gangan wasn’t there to study. She must have bought her way into the seminars.
Su Jiushan couldn’t let this continue; she had to put a stop to it.
So, as she lowered her head a cold and calculative gaze appeared in her eyes!!
