Chapter 150 Invitation

Seeing Zhang Weidong take out the silver needle, Director Fang's eyes immediately lit up and stared at the four silver needles in Zhang Weidong's hand to see how he put the needle.

However, Director Fang was disappointed. Zhang Weidong's needle was not fancy. If there was a characteristic, it was that the speed of the needle was extremely fast and stable. It was simply done in one go, without any stagnation or hesitation.

After the needle went down, Zhang Weidong's fingers did not leave Yin Cen, but gently rotated with two fingers holding the silver mane. As the silver needle rotated, a faint white light flashed.

Director Fang's eyes suddenly opened to the boss, and his eyes were straight. He is also an old traditional Chinese medicine doctor. I don't know how many people have seen him perform moxibustion in his life. He can also know acupuncture, but he has never seen anyone's mane emit white light when applying acupuncture.

Gengjin was killed. Zhang Weidong used a silver needle to inject Gengjin's gas into President Lu's stomach, and the white light was the light of Gengjin's aura. At this time, if someone can see through, he can definitely find that the position of the four silver cracks has been scratched to surround the tumor, and the four golden gases are shot from the silver system to kill the tumor cells.

When Director Fang came to his senses and wanted to look again, the white light had disappeared. But the strange scene had been deeply imprinted in Director Fang's mind. At this time, a sentence that Zhang Weidong had said before suddenly sounded in his mind. In this way, if you don't learn the massage technique to a certain extent, you can only have the effect of temporary relief.

At that time, he could not deeply understand this sentence. He just thought that Zhang Weidong had also integrated Qigong into his medical skills. Now when he looked back and thought about it carefully, he really realized that the sentence "the power did not reach a certain level..." was the main point of this sentence.

With this speculation, Director Fang's eyes changed again when he looked at Zhang Weidong. At first, he admired him, but now he still has a trace of awe of the unknown.

A person who can make the silver needle glow white, how can he be an ordinary person!

Gengjin was killed. After a moment, the tumor cells in President Lu's stomach were killed, which was cleaner and neat than directly cutting off the swollen cancer with a knife.

Zhang Weidong raised a faint confident smile at the corners of his mouth. He picked up his hand and put the four silver needles in the wooden box.

"Luctonally, Dean Lu's tumor is benign. I can also use acupuncture to help you deal with it. If it is malignant, I'm afraid there is only one way to do it. It's all right now. Dean Lu will have a gastroscopy in a few days. I think it should be no problem. Zhang Wei put the wooden box into his shoulder bag and said.

President Lu naturally doesn't know that Zhang Weidong is not telling the truth. In fact, even if it is a malignant tumor, he can kill it with the spirit of Gengjin. However, Zhang Weidong feels that some of the things he has done today are too shocking, and he still needs to restrain it in due course, so he deliberately said so.

However, even so, Dean Lu still said with admiration and gratitude, "I absolutely believe in Dr. Zhang's medical skills. How can I need to do gastroscopy?"

Zhang Weidong smiled and didn't say anything. He knew that Dean Lu was just saying that. In the end, he would definitely do a gastroscope. It was not a matter of whether he believed it or not, but that he had this kind of disease. He didn't see the final test report. His hanging heart could never let go.

Seeing Zhang Weidong smiling, Dean Lu's old face couldn't help blushing. Obviously, he also realized this.

"Okay, my task has been completed, and I have to leave." After Zhang Weidong put the wooden box in his shoulder bag, he said.

"Dr. Zhang is not in a hurry, not in a hurry. Anyway, you have to let me express it tonight, otherwise I'm really sorry. When President Lu saw that Zhang Weidong said he wanted to leave, he hurriedly.

"Yes, yes, Dr. Zhang, I won't go back to Yanjing today. I want to stay and give you a few cups. You have to give me this face anyway." Director Fang said.

Director Fang is a member of the National Health Committee, and he has the opportunity to contact the old traditional Chinese medicine doctor of the national leaders. Even Secretary Duan Wei wants to sell him some face. Usually, only others flatled him, but now it has been crossed out. If it hadn't been for Zhang Weidong's identity as an elder, Tan Yongqian would have rushed to agree.

Zhang Weidong was not a person who was good at refusing. He looked at Director Fang and President Lu. Seeing their sincere faces, he had to nod and answer.

Seeing that Zhang Weidong agreed, President Lu and Director Fang were naturally very happy. However, it was still early for dinner, and the four of them sat in the dean's office and chatted casually.

After a few words, Dean Lu stopped saying, "Dr. Zhang, I sent you an invitation in the morning. Although it was a little Meng Lang, it was sincere. After that, I thought about it carefully for a long time. Do you think this is okay? Our hospital hired you as a visiting doctor of traditional Chinese medicine. You only need to take time to go to the outpatient clinic of traditional Chinese medicine for half a day.

Speaking of this, Dean Lu sighed: Traditional Chinese medicine has never been able to develop in our hospital... This has something to do with the general environment, and it also has something to do with my dean's failure to pay attention to it. Today, Dr. Zhang gave me a magical and vivid traditional Chinese medicine class, so I sincerely hope that you can come to the traditional Chinese medicine department as a visiting doctor.

Zhang Weidong now knows how to be obedient. As soon as President Lu's exclamation came out, Zhang Weidong immediately understood President Lu's real intention. It's not the key whether there is an outpatient clinic or not. He is alone. He spends half a day and a day every month. He can see a few patients and how much income can he bring to the hospital? The most important intention is to promote the development of the whole department of traditional Chinese medicine in the Provincial People's Hospital through Zhang Weidong. To put it bluntly, I just want to hire a teacher for the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine and come to teach them from time to time.

Zhang Weidong's ambition was not to be a doctor in the first place. Moreover, he really became a doctor, and then publicized that with his medical skills, I'm afraid that patients from all over the world will come to him, and he will not be busy to death at that time. And even if Zhang Weidong is so great that he is willing to be busy to death, the power of one person is still limited after all. How many people can he save? President Lu's words showed Zhang Weidong a way to save lives and help the wounded without changing his job as a doctor, which is to spread the ancient Chinese medical skills. Although those people can only learn superficial kung fu because they have not practiced the chaotic five elements, and it is impossible to have the same magical medical skills as him, as long as they go down, they can definitely make the Chinese medical skills shine and revive the Chinese medical skills!

"Since President Lu is so sincere, I will agree. But I like to be quiet and leisurely, so don't advertise things about me in the hospital. I will transfer to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine when I have time. If they are willing to go to school with me, they can also follow me. Zhang Weidong laughed.

Zhang Wei's words were right in President Lu's mind. President Lu couldn't help but be overjoyed and said excitedly, "Thank you, Dr. Zhang, thank you, Dr. Zhang." When Director Fang saw that President Lu had invited Zhang Weidong, the god, to the Provincial People's Hospital, he couldn't help but look envious. His eyes turned around and looked shy. He arched his hand to Zhang Weidong and said, "Dr. Zhang, I also have a ruthless invitation." Zhang Weidong made a sound as soon as he heard it. He has not even taken down the qualification certificate of a practicing doctor. He is already a member of the medical expert group scheduled by the Provincial Department of Health, and now he is a visiting doctor of the Provincial People's Hospital. I don't know what Director Fang will make this time.

But with a headache, Zhang Weidong still said modestly, "Director Fang, if you have something to say, please don't be so polite." Then I'll say it directly. I want to hire Dr. Zhang as a visiting professor on behalf of Yanjing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine. I don't know what Dr. Zhang wants?" Director Fang said.

Although the visiting professor is mainly an honorary title and does not have to have the title of professor, Director Fang's words still stunned Zhang Weidong on the spot. I didn't expect that I was just a lecturer in this field, but in medicine, someone had invited me to be a professor in the university and teach in the forum.

"In addition to being a member of the National Health Commission, Director Fang is also the dean of the School of Pharmacy of Yanjing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine. The current president of Yanjing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine is Director Fang's student." President Lu was stunned when he saw Zhang Weidong and hurriedly explained on the side.

In fact, even if Dean Lu doesn't explain, Zhang Weidong will not understand that since Director Fang dares to make this invitation on behalf of Yanjing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, he must have a great voice in Yanjing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine. However, Yanjing is at the feet of the emperor, and high-ranking officials and noble people are gathered. Once they step there, I'm afraid that with Zhang Weidong's medical skills, don't want to live a quiet and leisurely life in the future. So Zhang Weidong came to his senses and immediately waved his hand and said, "Director Fang, thank you for your kindness, but I am a person who likes to be quiet and leisurely, so I can't accept your invitation." Director Fang did not show any unexpected expression when he heard the words. Obviously, he had guessed that Zhang Weidong would refuse. Otherwise, with his medical skills, he would still be unknown in the medical community.

"I respect Dr. Zhang's choice." Director Fang sighed deeply and said with regret.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Zhang Weidong finally returned to school in the car run by the Wuzhou Municipal Party Committee. At the school gate, Zhang Weidong insisted on getting out of the car.

Walking alone in the shade of the campus, breathing the fresh air of the campus, and passing by students full of youth from time to time. Zhang Weidong felt that his whole body was relaxed, and his heart had completely calmed down, as if he had finally returned to the paradise he yearned for.

No matter how wonderful the outside world is, no matter how glorious the life outside is, it is suddenly overshadowed compared with the calm and fulfilling life on campus.

"This is the life I want!" When Zhang Weidong passed the teaching building with a shoulder bag on his back and watched three or two students coming out of the evening self-study classroom, Zhang Weidong couldn't help whispering gently.

Contrary to Zhang Weidong's relaxed and calm mood at this time, Qian Yongqian was in excitement at this time. Zhang Weidong got out of the car and couldn't help taking out his mobile phone to call Chu Chaohui.