Chapter 490 (1/2)
Dr. Song's name is song Yiheng, a native of Yuecheng. He went abroad to study very early.
He was reading literature at that time. Later, he met a friend and decided to change to medical school with the help of his friend.
Later, his work in Britain was also introduced by friends.
Dr. Song married his fiancee who went to study abroad.
He decided to return home because his eldest daughter died in a car accident last year.
The daughter is 13 years old, smart and beautiful, speaks fluent English, Chinese and Yuecheng dialect are also very authentic, and they are spoiled as babies by their husband and wife.
The child died when she was so badly injured that she died on the operating table in the emergency room. Dr. Song is a father. He is afraid that he cares too much and can't feel at ease. He didn't participate in first aid.
Since then, the sad clouds have covered the Song family. The original beautiful and rich family seems to have been crushed all at once.
Dr. Song summoned up his spirits and decided to quit his promising and high paying job, stay away from the sad land and return to Yuecheng, the land of Sangzi where he and his wife grew up.
After coming back, Dr. song can't sit back and eat nothing, let alone waste his life. He is one of the best surgeons in Britain.
Dr. Song, who regained his mood, opened this surgical clinic to develop his own career and save suffering patients.
Dr. Song didn't think about making money. After all, western medicine is so expensive. Drug dealers have stripped away all their profits. Doctors can't make any money.
If seeing a doctor is too expensive, the patient would rather see a traditional Chinese medicine or a witch.
Dr. song also paid attention to the situation in China, especially public opinion.
The crusade against traditional Chinese medicine is an unabated heat in recent years. Chinese people, especially intellectuals with a little vision, hate traditional Chinese medicine and feel that they must be eliminated so as not to endanger their lives again.
Dr. Song remembered that when he was very young, his cousin died of tetanus because his wound was cut.
Such a small disease can also kill people, which shows the ignorance and incompetence of traditional Chinese medicine.
Chinese medicine is a liar!
Dr. Song is not without background. His medical skills are so good. He studied in the best medical university in Britain and worked in the best surgical hospital.
Therefore, he cured many dignitaries, among which the counselor of the Shanghai embassy is a good friend of Dr. Song.
Chinese people are afraid of foreigners.
With this relationship and hatred of traditional Chinese medicine, Dr. Song issued such publicity to ask neighbors not to see traditional Chinese medicine, so as not to be killed.
”I'm thinking about the neighborhood.” Dr. Song was not afraid of Gu Qingzhou. ”Even government officials advised people not to believe in traditional Chinese medicine. Why do you risk universal condemnation, young lady?”
”Doctor song thinks it's a liar?” Gu Qingzhou asked.
There was no smile on her face.
The young lady's hair is thick and dark, and her skin is snow-white. When compared with each other, her face is particularly bright, as if it can emit brilliance.
Her eyes were glowing.
”Why do I think it doesn't matter? That's the truth.” Dr. Song's momentum decreased slightly and said, ”madam, I wrote this book myself. I give you some tips on daily hygiene. I wish you good health.”
After that, he handed the small book he had printed to Gu Qingzhou.
Gu Qingzhou is neither laughing nor crying.
She took it and didn't look at it at hand. She just said, ”Dr. Song, if you attack traditional Chinese medicine again, we will regard you as a provocation. Since you are provocative, don't blame us for fighting back.”
When she spoke, her eyes shone with dignity.
Dr. Song knew that this was not a good stubble.
People have soldiers and guns. They all say that it's unreasonable for scholars to meet soldiers. There's no need to fight hard with people and lose out.
”Madam, since you are the mistress of a powerful family, you should think of the people in Yuecheng. Are you willing to watch your people suffer?” Dr. Song said.
He mengde, who didn't interrupt, couldn't listen any more.
He mengde's face was livid: ”Dr. Song, you are too headstrong! Our traditional Chinese medicine, like western medicine, is to save the dying and heal the wounded!”
”Oh.” Doctor song sneered, short and funny.
He mengde's face turned purple. He has been honest all his life. He is not good at arguing with others. He is just angry and has a stomachache.
”Uncle, it's okay.” Gu Qingzhou whispered to comfort he mengde.
Gu Qingzhou felt that Dr. Song was very hostile to traditional Chinese medicine. It was estimated that he had been abroad for a long time. As soon as he came back, he was brainwashed by the newspaper and felt that traditional Chinese medicine was a heinous crime.
Gu Qingzhou couldn't change his mind for a moment.
It's just that we do business with each other. Competition is normal. Gu Qingzhou can understand it.
She doesn't want to argue here.
”Shopkeeper he, I want to ask you a question.” Dr. Song spoke slowly, but endlessly.
He mengde was like facing the enemy: ”what words?”
”Do you admit that traditional Chinese medicine is weak in first aid? Especially surgical first aid. I know that traditional Chinese medicine also has surgical first aid, but it is not as good as western medicine. Is that true?” Dr. Song said.
He mengde nodded: ”it's true.”
His non argumentative attitude made Dr. Song nod secretly. At least he was an understanding person.
It's good to be a sensible person. You won't do anything stupid.
Dr. Song thinks everyone is reasonable, which is good.
”So, next time there is an emergency department for trauma, can you suggest that they go to my clinic?” Dr. Song said, ”if there are cases suitable for traditional Chinese medicine over there, I will also recommend them to you.”
He mengde sank his face.
I haven't done business like this for thousands of years.
But Gu Qingzhou took the lead and said, ”yes.”