Chapter Fifty-Three Off to Give Lectures

  When Wang Zhi arrived at Lin Lao's ward, he saw that apart from Lin Qigui, there was also a middle-aged man visiting Lin Lao's bedside.

  Lin Qiwei saw Wang Zhijin coming, and hastily stood up enthusiastically: "Wang Zhi has arrived, let me introduce you. This is Feng Hua, Secretary Feng. Last time Old Qi was hospitalized, Secretary Feng happened to have gone to Nanrao, so you didn't meet him."

  No need for Lin Qiwei's introduction, Wang Zhi had already recognized Feng Hua, the number one figure in Jianghuai City. Although he was always low-key, he also appeared on the news from time to time. Wang Zhi hastily smiled and stretched out his hand: "It's an honor to meet Secretary Feng."

  "This is Dr. Wang Zhi, at that time Old Qi's illness was thanks to Doctor Wang, this time the old man was also saved by Doctor Wang's timely treatment." Lin Qiwai smiled and introduced him to Feng Hua.

  "Haha, Dr. Wang's name is indeed well-known to me, and today I see that he is truly extraordinary." Feng Hua hastily stood up with a smile, but in his heart, he was furious with Wang Zhi. He had rushed over to visit Old Lin earlier, hoping to hear some bad news, but as soon as he entered the room, he was told that Old Lin's body was fine and had already escaped danger. His disappointment was palpable. Now, hearing that it was Wang Zhi who saved Old Lin, how could he not be resentful? However, Feng Hua was an old politician after all, so his face naturally didn't show any dissatisfaction.

  "Wang Zhi has arrived, haha, this time I owe you one, I thought I was going to meet old comrades again." At this time, Lin Lao had already woken up and heard that Wang Zhi had arrived, also smiling and saying.

  "How could that be? Your body is quite robust, and a minor illness wouldn't even catch your attention." As he spoke, Wang Zhi took out a porcelain bottle from his bosom and poured out a light yellow pill. The pill was not large, but its efficacy was far greater than the one Wang Zhi had given to Old Man Lin last night.

  "This medicine was prepared by me overnight. As long as you take it, you can definitely live for another ten years." Wang Zhi said with a smile.

  "Huh, is it really so magical?" Lin Lao was somewhat skeptical.

  "Dad, this is Wang Zhi's carefully prepared medicine, made with several precious medicinal materials. Hurry up and take it!" The old man was skeptical, but Lin Qiwu didn't dare to be slow, hastily pouring half a cup of water and bringing it over, carefully taking the pill. This medicine was extremely valuable, and could be said to be the only one in this world now. Those two precious medicinal materials were not easy to find, and if they hadn't been lucky this time, they would have definitely been unable to gather them all.

  "Alright, since it's Wang Zhi's carefully made medicine, I'll give it a try. Otherwise, this little guy will say that I look down on him." Lin Lao chuckled and opened his mouth to let Lin Qiwu feed the medicine to himself. The pill dissolved instantly upon entering his mouth, and before Lin Qiwu could even offer water, the pill had already melted into a stream of liquid flowing down Lin Lao's throat. A faint scent of fragrance suddenly emanated from Lin Lao's mouth, filling the entire ward.

  Feng Hua originally didn't believe Wang Zhi's words either, and just now he was casually looking on. Since Old Lin is fine now, he doesn't dare to think too much about it. Now that he smells this faint fragrance, his heart skips a beat, and he can't help but take a look at Wang Zhi. Is this medicine really so miraculous? If it's true what Wang Zhi said, that Old Lin can live for another ten years, then he would be completely without worries.

  "Haha, not bad, indeed not bad, the taste is sweet and delicious, comparable to the finest wine, what kind of medicine is this? It's simply a divine elixir!" Old Lin smacked his lips, smiling and praising.

  Lin Qiwei was also seeing such a miraculous medicine for the first time, his eyes were about to pop out in surprise. The medicine Wang Zhi took out last night was already astonishing enough, but this one was even more incredible. Now it seems that Old Master living another ten years is absolutely not a dream. He hastily grabbed Wang Zhi's hand and thanked him: "Wang Zhi, thank you so much this time! Whatever your request is, just say it out loud, as long as I have the authority to grant it, I will agree to all of them."

  "Hehe, Uncle Lin, you're too anxious. Seeing the old man is fine makes me happy too. Don't mention thanks again." Wang Zhi said with a wave of his hand.

  Lin Qiwei heard Wang Zhi's words, and there was some disappointment in his eyes. He had said that earlier, hoping that Wang Zhi would take this opportunity to ask him about Xue Yan, and then he would say a few good words on the side, and perhaps Old Master would agree with a smile. But unexpectedly, Wang Zhi didn't even open his mouth, it's clear that his daughter was still not at that stage in his mind.

  Although disappointed, Lin Qiwu still smiled and said: "How can this be, you've worked hard for the old man's affairs, how can I bear to go?"

  "I'll be bothering Uncle Lin again in the future, and when that time comes, I hope you can help me out." Wang Zhi said hastily. He was also a shrewd person, but he didn't know what Lin Qiyuan meant. However, this matter was currently his biggest headache, and it was hard for him to decide - hurting either of the two girls would make him feel heartbroken.

  "Alright, just speak up if there's anything in the future." Lin Qiwu smiled and said. He also didn't want to force Wang Zhi, as this kind of thing is about mutual consent. If a big mayor like him were to forcefully give his daughter to someone else, it would only lead to others looking down on him.

  After leaving Lin Lao's ward, Wang Zhi returned to the department again. Perhaps it was because of Wang Zhi's outburst at yesterday's discussion meeting that several people who saw him were evasive and dodgy. Wang Zhi didn't bother with them either, sitting down directly in front of his own desk, casually flipping through documents. Every day, Qian Senhu would personally tidy up Wang Zhi's desk and put the latest issue of medical journals and news on it.

  Wang Zhi was watching TV when he was suddenly attracted by a news commentary on the current state of traditional Chinese medicine. The author was Xie Guoqiang, one of the most famous doctors in China and a member of the National Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Wang Zhi had heard of him since his school days, and now he was also well-known internationally.

  This article by Mr. Lao is aimed at the current situation of traditional Chinese medicine, and he raises questions such as whether TCM can cure diseases, whether it can cure serious illnesses, and whether it can treat emergency conditions. He then uses sharp language and many classic examples to respond and explain, which can be said to be extremely insightful.

  In Xie Lao's article, the question of whether traditional Chinese medicine can cure diseases is not even worth considering. The Huaxia culture has a long history, originating before Western medicine, and thousands of years ago, the Huaxia people began using traditional Chinese medicine to treat diseases and save lives. Famous works such as "Huangdi Neijing", "Shang Han Lun" and "Ben Cao Gang Mu" have been translated into multiple languages and spread around the world. If traditional Chinese medicine cannot cure diseases, then aren't these theories just nonsense?

  Secondly, Mr. Xie also cited many examples of treating severe and critical illnesses in traditional Chinese medicine, making a detailed description, which made Wang Zhi very excited. All along, promoting traditional Chinese medicine has been his wish, seeing that there are still so many old predecessors who have worked hard for traditional Chinese medicine, Wang Zhi feels that the rise of traditional Chinese medicine is just around the corner.

  "Master, Director Jiang asked me to tell you that he has a class at Jianghuai University of Traditional Chinese Medicine this afternoon, but something urgent came up and he can't make it. He hopes you can help him out." Qian Senhu said as he approached Wang Zhi, who had just put down the magazine in his hand.

  "What's this old man up to now?" Wang Zhi smiled slightly and asked Qian Senhu.

  "How am I supposed to know, your big shots' affairs are beyond my guess," Qian Senhu said with a smile: "Master, can you take me with you when you go?"

  "I haven't even agreed yet, what are you taking me to do?" Wang Zhi said displeased. He didn't mind helping Jiang Yuanhua with this lesson, but he was afraid the school would mind. Although his reputation was loud, it was limited to a certain range. Once out of that range, he would be worthless. If he went to teach, he feared not many people would come to listen.

  "Professor Jiang said that the vice president of the Traditional Chinese Medicine College is an old acquaintance of yours named He Yang, you can just go and President He will help arrange things for you." Qian Senhu smiled.

  "Haha, this old guy indeed had a plan beforehand." Wang Zhi smiled and said: "In that case I'll go take a look."

  "That must bring me along." Qian Senhu said hastily.

  "Hehe, you're here to see me make a fool of myself, right?" Wang Zhi asked with a smile.

  "How could it be otherwise? With Master's skills, teaching a group of young kids is as easy as catching them off guard." Qian Senhu flattered.

  "You little brat, your master is not much older than you." Wang Zhi curled his lip and muttered to himself, rubbing his temples which were a bit swollen. This lesson was not easy to teach, if he hadn't read Old Xie's article earlier and been convinced by it, he probably wouldn't have come this time. After all, he was still too young. But now Wang Zhi couldn't care about saving face anymore. If he could make these students deeply understand the greatness of traditional Chinese medicine, even if he had to suffer some embarrassment, so be it.

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