Chapter 427 (1/2)

Lin Muyun came out of the station, and before he could change his clothes, he took a taxi to the national medical center.

Along the way, he was thinking about how to make a speech in an academic report.

The two-hour communication time is too short, and traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to ”long-term recuperation”, which is not as quick as western medicine. Although some prescriptions work, they can not be seen in one day or two.

On the way, he also thought of yesterday's dragon blood grass.

At that time, when he was practicing, the indoor fog was steaming, and the bonsai, which had withered and died, was brought back to life.

Lin Twilight cloud at that time left the heart, does the dragon blood grass still have the effect of bringing the dead back to life?

But at that time, Xu Feng was so noisy that he didn't have time to study it in detail. Otherwise, he could mention it to the Saint Martin Association and let Chinese medicine make a great success.

After a while, the taxi arrived at the National Medical Center, and Lin Muyun quickly got off the car and walked inside.

There was a traffic jam on the road. When he arrived, he was ten minutes late. Cars were parked at the door. Many journalists also arrived, holding long guns and short guns.

Lin Muyun didn't expect that Saint Martin was so famous. It seems that all the reporters from Yanjing came here.

However, his new curator was not a few days ago, and today he was dressed in plain clothes, so the reporters did not recognize him and talked about it in twos and threes.

”Just now vice president Jennie and the curator came in together, chatting and laughing. It seems that they have a good relationship.”

”Just now, together with the curator, Jenny announced in public that it was possible to reach cooperation in the future.”

”If St. Martin and the National Medical Museum join hands, Chinese medicine will be carried forward.”

Lin Twilight cloud more listen to more doubt, oneself this curator hasn't arrived, how Saint Martin's person went in with the curator?

Isn't it true that you are pretending to be yourself?

He hurried to the library and went to the academic lecture hall.

The lecture hall is full of people. At the front row, there are more than a dozen foreigners in white coats. It seems that they are experts of Saint Martin.

In addition to the well-known medical personages from home and abroad, there are more than 20 specially invited journalists.

Lin Muyun did not expect that an academic report should have such a great social repercussion, and he felt rather regretful.

I knew that he would prepare in advance and bring some medicine to promote TCM to international friends.

Just then, there was a lot of noise in front of the stage.

Lu hung Chien was so angry that he stopped a group of people from coming to the stage. Meng nuoran, in his white coat, was also trying to stop him.

Lin Muyun was stunned and heard the familiar roar of Lu Hongjian.

”The curator we recognize is Lin Muyun. No one is allowed to speak on the stage!”

Lin Mu Yun strode forward. Seeing Lu Hung-chien's face full of anger, he stepped forward and asked, ”Mr. Lu, what's the matter?”

”Curator Lin, you are here at last.” Lu Hung-chien suddenly became excited, as if he had caught a straw for life, grabbed his arm, and loudly introduced to several foreigners, ”this is our curator Lin. don't talk about it again!”

Lin Muyun turned his head and was stunned!

Surrounded by a group of foreign experts, is it Jiang Shuiming?

Jiang Shuiming, dressed in a white coat, looks like a curator and is talking to a group of foreign experts.

Lin Muyun's face sank and said, ”the river is clear. How did you get in without an invitation?”

”I asked director Jiang to come.” A hard voice sounded around the forest.