village doctor

"So that's how it is! The old god is the old god, and such a high-ranking person is not something that ordinary people like me can meet casually."

Fan Gang smacked his lips, his tone was quite regrettable, he could teach Wang Dachun such a master of medicine in just two years, except for gods, Fan Gang really couldn't imagine anyone else who could do it.

Wang Dachun suppressed a smile in his heart, the old god he invented, did not expect anyone to believe it.It's no wonder that if he told the truth, no one would believe it.

Fan Gang and others discussed various intractable medical diseases and medical problems with Wang Dachun. Wang Dachun could give good explanations and methods, which made Fan Gang and others feel that Wang Dachun was unfathomable.

Especially Fan Gang felt a deep sense of frustration, feeling that he had been living on a dog all these years.

At this moment, Guan Yong ran over in a hurry, "Mr. Fan, great news, our Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine has already had a full hundred freshmen sign up."

Fan Gang stood up excitedly, "What? That's great! This is all thanks to Dachun!"

Wei Zhongguo sighed, "Yes, classmate Wang Dachun showed his skills today, but he has given us Chinese medicine a face. I have studied Chinese medicine for so many years, and I am really ashamed!"

Wang Dachun sighed, "Why, have few people studied Chinese medicine in the past two years?"

Fan Gang nodded with a serious expression, "Hey, this situation has not improved, but has become more and more serious. Last year, our Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine only accepted less than ten new students. The leaders of our hospital are even considering canceling the Chinese Medicine Program discipline."

Wei Zhongguo took over the words, "That's right! Now everyone knows that learning Chinese medicine can't make money, and the learning period is very long. Few people are willing to learn Chinese medicine."

Guan Yong said: "There are still some freshmen who are currently on the sidelines. They even stated that they will apply for Chinese medicine as long as Wang Dachun teaches in person."

Fan Gang's eyes lit up, "I have an idea, I plan to suggest to the leaders of the school to hire Wang Dachun as the honorary dean of our school, and then Dachun will be able to teach."

"Honorary Dean?"

Wang Dachun quickly waved his hand, "Students have shallow foundations and haven't even graduated from university. How can they become the dean? You are always trying to flatter me!"

Even if he is qualified, Wang Dachun is not willing to be a dean. He is used to idleness, not only has a lot of things in the village, but also business matters, how can he have time to toss about these things.

Fan Gang waved his hand, "Hey! Brother Dachun, what are you talking about? Your medical knowledge is far above ours, and it is more than enough to be the dean. It's hard work for those who are capable! Don't you have the heart to watch our great Chinese medicine practitioners go to the hospital one by one? Didn't it fall a little bit?"

"But...I..."

Jiang Lina nodded, "Don't be so, I think you are fully qualified to be the dean. What are you worrying about, the old god won't let you say his name, and don't let you keep your medical skills from spreading!"

Although she studied Western medicine, she is very supportive of Chinese medicine, and she has always felt that Chinese medicine is very mysterious.

Wei Zhongguo also persuaded: "Yes, brother Dachun, you have a talent, why don't you pass it down to benefit future generations!"

Guan Yong echoed: "I think what everyone said is right. Although you have superb medical skills, you lack an identity now. If you have the identity of honorary president, it will be much easier for you to do anything in the future. Of course, maybe you I don’t care about identity, but this society is like this, and sometimes identity is really important.”

Most of these former teachers were Wang Dachun's teachers. If Wang Dachun becomes the honorary dean, they will also have a bright face. Besides, they will definitely learn a lot when they are together with Wang Dachun in the future.

Wang Dachun was a little moved, "But even if I want to, I live in a remote village in Jin County, and I have a lot of things to do, so I really can't get away from it!"

Fan Gang came to a sudden, "So you are worried about this. It's simple. The honorary dean just hangs up a card, and you don't need to come to check in every day. There is always time for one or two classes a month!"

"Is that so!" Wang Dachun rubbed his chin in thought, "Even if I agree, the leaders of your courtyard probably won't agree."

"Leave this to us! As long as you agree, let's go. There just happens to be a meeting soon. We will bring this matter to the leadership of the hospital at the meeting."

Fan Gang was impatient, he did what he said, and went out first, which made Wang Dachun a little dumbfounded, he really didn't want to be an honorary dean!

I am so young, is it suitable to be the dean?

Jiang Lina took the initiative to add Wang Dachun's WeChat account and asked him to wait outside the meeting room. The leaders of the hospital will definitely meet him.

Soon, a meeting of the leadership team of the medical school was held. Dean He Zhengqing, secretary Hou Guangping, first vice president Zhu Jiale, deputy secretary Ding Jinglai, and several vice presidents and deputy secretaries were present.

He Zhengqing first gave a speech at the beginning of the term, which was nothing more than doing a good job and leading the students well.

The leaders took turns to speak.

When it was the turn of the first vice president, Zhu Jiale, he cleared his throat and said: "Everyone, the leaders who should be said have already said it. I just want to say one thing. In recent years, the Chinese medicine industry has been very sluggish. We The Chinese Medicine Department of the hospital receives no students every year, and last year it only accepted less than ten first-year freshmen. Therefore, I think the Chinese Medicine Department has already existed in name only in our hospital, and the Chinese Medicine Department should be withdrawn so as not to continue to occupy the resources of the college.”

Fan Gang's complexion changed when he heard the words, "Dean Zhu, what do you mean, we want to abolish our Chinese medicine department again, should we eat yours or drink yours? If you think the old man is not pleasing to the eye, you can even fire me if you are capable." !"

Zhu Jiale snorted softly, "Director Fan, I'm just talking about the facts, please don't put your personal emotions into it."

Although Fan Gang had very old qualifications, he was not elected as the vice president. It wasn't because he was incompetent, but because the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine he was in was really embarrassing.

Deputy Secretary Ding Jinglai said: "I don't think the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine can be withdrawn. Now our Chinese medicine is in an embarrassing situation. If it is withdrawn again, our Chinese medicine will be even more hopeless."

"Traditional Chinese medicine has always been muddy and cannot support the wall. It has been stagnant for so many years and cannot keep up with the pace of the times. It should have been eliminated long ago." Vice President Zhao Jiaqiao said.

Everyone had a heated discussion.Basically, it is divided into two factions, one represents mainly Western medicine, and these people advocate the abolition of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine;

Fan Gang said: "Don't look at the problem with the old eyes of the past. As far as I know, more than one hundred freshmen have chosen Chinese medicine. I think the situation has improved. We must keep the fire seed of Chinese medicine. .”