Chapter 822 (1/2)
”Really?”
Hearing Chu Lingfeng's name, the other party cried with joy. Chu Lingfeng is a famous doctor in China. Since his illness, the patient has been looking for medicine, but has never been treated in a real sense.
”Really! You can come directly to Mr. Zheng Gongming's Hospital and say that it was introduced by a reporter from Xinmin Evening News
Chu Lingfeng hangs up and brings his team to Zheng Gongming's Hospital, waiting for the troublemaker to come.
It wasn't long before Chu Lingfeng saw a patient in a wheelchair, looking at the sign of the hospital. He wanted to come in, but he was worried.
Chu Lingfeng quickly stepped forward, met each other with a smile and asked, ”what can I do for you?”
”I was introduced by a reporter friend of Xinmin Evening News. My name is Wu. Do you have a doctor named Chu Lingfeng here?”
Chu Lingfeng replied: ”I am! Come in with me
Deja vu looked at the display as like as two peas in the doctor's room, and suddenly asked if he felt a familiar feeling. ”How do I feel where I have seen a Chinese Medicine Museum that is exactly the same here?”
”You must have seen the film” Chinese doctor ”? That's where we got our shot! ”
”No wonder!”
”Mr. Wu, do you have ankylosing spondylitis?”
The patient surnamed Wu was a little shocked. Although the most prominent feature of ankylosing spondylitis is limited movement and inability to take care of himself, there are thousands of patients in wheelchairs. How can he know where his chill is just by looking at it?
”How do you know I have ankylosing spondylitis when you just look at it? What a god
Chu Lingfeng didn't care too much about the other party's reaction, but asked: ”now, do you believe in Chinese medicine?”
Mr. Wu replied with disdain: ”now Chinese medicine is a mixture of good and bad. You can't boast Chinese medicine just because you are such a miracle doctor. In China, there are only a few miracle doctors, but more quack doctors!”
”Mr. Wu's words are not so good. If I use traditional Chinese medicine to cure your stubborn disease, would you like to do me a favor?”
”Doctor Chu, please say it!”
”When interviewed by the media, don't say that I cured you of your illness!”
”Why?”
”You may have forgotten that I am also a Chinese traditional medicine, and I have the responsibility and obligation to rectify the names of my colleagues!”
”What if I don't agree?”
”Then I have no need to treat Mr. Wu! Mr. Wu, please come back! ”
Seeing that the patient surnamed Wu walked away, Daniel went to Chu Lingfeng with a puzzled face and asked: ”it's not easy to get in touch with him. Why did he send him away so easily?”
”He doesn't respect Chinese traditional medicine. I don't think it's necessary for me to respect him. Don't worry! At last he will ask me to heal him! ”
During this period of time when the market of traditional Chinese medicine has been impacted, the traditional Chinese medicine libraries all over China have been in an unprecedented low ebb. All the traditional Chinese medicine libraries, except for a few medical staff, are very desolate.
Just as everyone was anxiously waiting for the straw, Mr. Wu, to come to see a doctor, a phone call came into Zheng Gongming's hospital.
Chu Lingfeng picked up the phone and asked, ”our hospital is temporarily closed. Please forgive me!”
”Ha ha ha ha... I didn't expect that even the location of the Chinese miracle doctor was in this field. It's really sad!”
”Who are you?” Listening to each other speak fluent American English, Chu Lingfeng guessed that this fallen man must have a lot to do with the General Administration of Western medicine.
”Can't you guess who I am?”
”Director of the joint administration of Western medicine!”