Stunning Beauty President's Personal Soldier

Chapter 125

Chapter Thirty

"A few years ago, I tried my best to invite Mr. Sun Jiacheng to be a lecturer in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of the medical school, because Mr. Sun Jiacheng is not only a descendant of Sun Simiao, the king of medicine, but also has studied Chinese medicine since he was a child, and has superb medical skills."

A descendant of Medicine King Sun Simiao?This surprised Xu Shaoye a bit. He originally thought that Sun Jiacheng was just a more capable Chinese medicine practitioner, but he didn't expect to have such a big background!

This background is indeed very big. As long as Sun Simiao, the king of medicine, is a Chinese, no one knows, no one does not know.

Sun Jiacheng turned out to be a descendant of Sun Simiao, this was indeed something Xu Shaoye did not expect.

No wonder Sun Jiacheng's Chinese medicine skills are not bad, and his family knowledge is profound.

Long Xingtian didn't notice the surprised expression on Xu Shaoye's face, and continued: "At first I planned to hire him with a high salary, but he refused. He said that the two things he loves most in his life are curing diseases and saving lives and continuing to study Chinese medicine. The former is worthy of the duty of Chinese medicine, and the latter is worthy of the name of Chinese medicine. As for teaching and educating people, I am really not interested in it, and I don’t care about money. Seeing that there is nothing wrong, I began to persuade him with great principles, telling him Now that Chinese medicine has gradually declined, if you don’t train the next generation well, Chinese medicine will be completely broken, and then you are the culprit who failed the inheritance of Chinese medicine!”

"He couldn't say no to me, so he had to come to the school to teach, but it was only the first day of teaching, and he was going to resign from me and say nothing. Do you know why?" At this point, Long Xingtian deliberately threw out a question.

"I quit after working for a day. Could it be that the students in your study are too naughty, which made Brother Sun angry?" Xu Shaoye guessed.

"Hehe, no, not only is that not the case, my students are still very open-minded to ask questions, so when Sun Jiacheng came to ask me to resign, I asked him what he asked in a strange way, and he said that one of these students was talented. No, they are simply a bunch of stupid pigs, and there is absolutely no value in continuing to teach. I couldn’t believe it when I heard it, because our Seoul University is a first-class university in China, and the admission requirements for the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of the School of Medicine are even stricter. Which of the students who passed the exam there is not the proud one who made his way out of the cruel college entrance examination? But even so, that guy still said that my students are a bunch of stupid pigs, which shows how strict his requirements are. "

"Afterwards, this matter was slowly shelved. Those students could not get the guidance of famous teachers, and they complained all day long. Many people even transferred to other majors. If this continues, I am afraid that the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine will really give up. It's going to be an empty shell."

"I feel very sorry for this. If the knowledge accumulated and handed down by the ancestors for thousands of years ends here, it will be a waste of everything!" At the end, Long Xingtian's eyes flashed regret.

Seeing the regret in Long Xingtian's eyes, Xu Shaoye couldn't help being a little dumb. Combined with Long Xingtian's excitement when he saw his acupuncture skills, he couldn't help asking: "President Long is a Western medicine doctor, but why is he so excited?" Why do you worship China and the West so much, even... fanatical?"

"Because I have personally learned that Chinese medicine is very broad and profound, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it has the power of gods and ghosts! This is a very long story, would you like to hear it?" Long Xingtian said.

The sunlight outside the window was just right, Xu Shaoye changed into a comfortable posture, and said with a smile, "I would like to hear more about it."

"Speaking of which, this is also a story related to acupuncture..." Long Xingtian murmured, his thoughts lost in memories...

20 years ago.

That year a rich man came to the hospital. He felt that his body was unwell and he would cough with bloodshot eyes. He thought it was because he was too tired from work and he would be fine after a period of rest. But as time went by, when he coughed, The amount of bleeding was getting bigger and bigger, and finally he vomited blood directly.

Feeling bad, Fu Hao rushed to the hospital for a physical examination.

Because this rich man is quite wealthy, it was Long Xingtian who was in charge of the inspection at that time.

After some inspections, Long Xingtian took the test sheet, shook his head disappointed at the rich man, and told the rich man that he was terminally ill, and there was only three months left at most.

The rich man was very surprised, and hurriedly asked if it could be cured, how much money he could pay, and he could go abroad, even if he lost his fortune.

Because at that time, Long Xingtian was already a master in the medical field. If he said there was no cure, then there must be no cure.

So Long Xingtian said to the rich man that this kind of disease will make life worse than death in the later stage. Even if he uses the most advanced medical equipment and spends a huge amount of medical expenses a day to maintain his life, it will only make his life worse. Life is better than death!

Just when the rich man was ashamed and thought that he was completely hopeless, the old butler at the side suddenly remembered something, that is, the rich man's father once met a starving and fainting man on the side of the road on a rainy night before his death. The young monk couldn't bear it, so he gave him half a steamed bun. The monk lived because of the half steamed bun. After waking up, he said to the rich man, "I am a monk who has traveled the world. After traveling around the world, I will She lives in Confused Mountain.And I am proficient in traditional Chinese medicine, if you have any serious illness in the future, you can come to me in Confused Mountain.After finishing speaking, I left.

However, Fu Hao's father was in good health, and he never suffered from any serious illness until his death.It's just that occasionally this matter is used as a topic of conversation, and it is told to the servants and the housekeeper.

After the housekeeper finished speaking, he suggested that you can go to the monk from that year and try it.Fu Hao was the only male in their family, and the monk would definitely die if he thought about it.

The rich man was overjoyed when he heard the words, and hurriedly asked the housekeeper to invite the old monk to Hutushan.

Fifty years have passed by, and the young monk has become an old monk. He is wearing a pair of woven straw sandals, and his robes are in tatters, worse than those beggars on the side of the road.

Fu Hao knelt down in front of the old monk excitedly, begging him to just be himself.

The old monk looked at the rich man, and his originally smiling face suddenly became ugly. He sternly said, "I see that you have an eagle beak and sparrow eyes, and your face is six points sinister, three points obscene, one point unrighteous, and there is something wrong with you." There is a bloody smell that can't go away, I think you have done bad things all these years, why should I save you for a person like you? I even feel that there are ghosts crying behind you!"

When the rich man heard the words, his face suddenly changed, because the old monk was right!

In fact, Fuhao's father found him a young and beautiful stepmother when he was over 70 years old. Soon after, he got old and had a son, so he gave birth to a younger brother.

A few years later.

Die the rich!

According to the regulations, half of the family property of his younger brother who is still learning to speak is to be distributed.

(End of this chapter)