Wonderful Heavenly Doctor

As soon as he arrived at the venue, Zhao Xiaobing saw an eye-catching banner hanging at the door, with eye-catching white fonts on it welcoming everyone. There was an endless stream of people entering the venue, including old people, young people, and some who wanted to sneak in.

Zhao Xiaobing saw how much power he had gained when he saw them being stopped by security because no one introduced them.

Unexpectedly, the "Federation of Traditional Chinese Medicine" was so famous. Only then did Zhao Xiaobing realize what kind of talented person he had helped, and he shook his head and sighed.

After following the people who led the way and watching them interact with the people in the venue, I realized that they also had some knowledge. Those people took Zhao Xiaobing to the innermost row of the conference round table, pointed to Zhao Xiaobing's nameplate, and asked him to sit down.

Zhao Xiaobing sat in his seat, looked around and saw several familiar signs. Some seats were still empty, while some familiar people were already sitting on them.

Good guys, these people sitting in the center are all famous doctors that I have heard of before!

They actually attended this meeting. Dr. Fu is really a capable person.

Zhao Xiaobing was filled with emotion, opened the gift book he received, and flipped through it at will.

"Excuse me, did you lead him the wrong way?"

Someone next to me asked.

Zhao Xiaobing raised his head and found that he was surrounded by several elderly people, all looking at him doubtfully.

The person who asked the question was sitting on his right. The wrinkles between his eyebrows were as thick as three books. His hair was half white. He was obviously a man of some authority.

"He was personally invited to participate by Dr. Fu, and he did not lead him the wrong way." The person who led Zhao Xiaobing politely replied.

The old man nodded and stopped talking. Several people around him also retracted their gazes, but still frowned. It was obvious that they had hidden dissatisfaction in their hearts and began to discuss among themselves in low voices.

No matter where they go, these old-fashioned people are the same. They do not accept young people to come forward, nor do they accept young people to be equal to them.

Zhao Xiaobing was too lazy to care anymore and treated these old people as nothing.

After everyone had arrived, Doctor Fu arrived belatedly.

"Hello everyone, first of all, thank you for coming to the meeting. I am today's host." Dr. Fu walked up to the podium, faced the microphone, and began to preside over the meeting.

There were originally some people complaining quietly, but no one could have imagined that the host would be Dr. Fu.

Although Dr. Fu has been working hard in the association, he still stays in the pharmacy he established alone. He will only go to the hospital to participate in consultations when he has difficult diseases.

In the past, I would always find my own students to host meetings, but I didn’t expect that today I would actually take the podium in person.

The audience immediately fell silent, no one dared to disturb other people at this time.

"The meeting begins. The first item is to introduce our new member, Comrade Zhao Xiaobing."

Zhao Xiaobing was a little surprised. The reason why Dr. Fu invited him here was to introduce himself to everyone, as if he were making an appearance on stage.

Doctor Fu stared at Zhao Xiaobing with piercing eyes, and Zhao Xiaobing could only stand up so that everyone could see him.

The venue was in an uproar, looking at Zhao Xiaobing with evil eyes.

In the past, the first project always introduced some new research directions and new treatment methods. Today, Dr. Fu was actually replaced by introducing a new student, a newcomer that he had never heard of before. This is not in line with the rules at all!

"Doctor Fu, this Zhao Xiaobing looks too young. I don't think there is any need to introduce him." Immediately, an old man of considerable age appeared in the audience, stroking his beard and retorted.

"Yes, how can he afford such praise?"

"too young."

"My medical skills are not very good."

People in the audience echoed one after another, and the venue was noisy.

"Mr. Fan, don't say that. Zhao Xiaobing is a talent I discovered, and his medical skills are even better than mine." Doctor Fu said without changing his face.

"Then tell me about this person's performance. If there is no evidence, even I will have to wonder if you are old and confused." Mr. Fan didn't believe it at all and asked Dr. Fu to give evidence.

Doctor Fu pulled up the information on the screen and showed it to everyone.

"Look, this patient, before I took over, he suffered from severe meridian blockage and multiple complications. It wasn't until I took action that his condition improved." Doctor Fu pointed to the pictures and information. .

"But this only proves your superb medical skills, Doctor Fu." Mr. Fan said with a frown.

"Mr. Fan, don't be impatient. Just last night, the patient's condition suddenly worsened and he fainted on the hospital bed. I immediately took action to treat him. Originally, the condition of the meridians had improved, but there should be a different lesion. As a result, the patient's condition worsened and his breathing became weak."

Dr. Fu shook his head and sighed: "Even what I thought at the time was to transfer this patient to a Western medicine hospital and treat him with advanced equipment."

"Human life is at stake. It's not your fault." Mr. Fan nodded in agreement.

"But Zhao Xiaobing was there at the time and he said he could save people."

Dr. Fu said: "I didn't believe it at first like everyone here, but he successfully saved the patient with acupuncture. I saw this with my own eyes. This is why I believe in his medical skills!"

After Dr. Fu finished speaking, he sighed and exclaimed: "So today, I just hope that you can look at the younger comrades without prejudice. Some of them are even more skilled than us in medical skills."

Mr. Fan was obviously able to understand what Doctor Fu had marked out, and he was doubtful.

More people obviously didn't understand Dr. Fu's evidence, and the venue became noisy again.

"How could such a thing be possible? I've been looking for optical vein diagrams for months."

"He is so young and has only seen a few cases. It can't be true."

"Doctor Fu is too old. He may have made a mistake."

"Doctor Fu is making up stories to lie to us."

Not many people believed what Dr. Fu said. Instead, they began to question the authenticity of the incident, feeling as if Dr. Fu was directing and acting.

"What's the benefit of doing this?" Dr. Fu said scornfully, "All of this is true, it's just that you can't accept it with your narrow vision."

"Maybe it's just a blind cat that ran into a dead mouse. Doctor Fu, you just made a mistake." Mr. Fan was persuaded by the people around him and began to question again.

"Yes, Doctor Fu, you may have just forgotten something."

"Or maybe it was a person who was saved by Dr. Fu, but his condition worsened on the surface but was actually cured. It's just that the needle Zhao Xiaobing used did not cause any new hidden dangers. Naturally, the patient regained consciousness."

The old men below all agreed. Doctor Fu watched all this with cold eyes and waited for them to calm down for a while before he made the suggestion.

"Since you don't believe in his strength, let's practice and see the truth."