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What you do, the purpose must be clear. Although Hua Ling is only twenty-seven years old, she is already a relatively senior journalist. She has posted many influential reports in recent years and is well-known in the news media circle.

This time when I came to interview Fang Han, Hua Ling naturally had to figure out the intention of the interview. Should she simply exaggerate the incident of bravery, or promote Fang Han?

Different purposes, the interview method is different.

"No reshoot." Hua Ling shook her head and looked at Fang Han and said, "Doctor Fang, you should try to make yourself look weaker, your face is more haggard, and your eyes should not be so bright."

Fang Han was embarrassed: "But I'm not weak at all."

"Who has cosmetics? Help Dr. Fang put on makeup?" Hua Ling turned around and asked the nurses beside her.

"I have it." Lin Yushan hurriedly said, "I'll get it now."

Seeing that Fang Han was not taking photos, he sat up and said, "Reporter Hua, it's just an interview, there's no need to be so pretentious, right?"

Hua Ling patiently explained: "Doctor Fang, you don't understand. This is not called artificial, but a rendering. You think, you saved a little boy. You fell down as high as three or four floors and caught him, but you didn't have any trouble. What do others think? Maybe someone will question you and think this is a deception."

"Only when you act a little weaker and look a little more serious, you can convince others."

"" Fang Han opened his mouth, and what he said made sense.

"Creative products are brought."

Lin Yushan volunteered with a bag, "I'll do it, this one is whitening, it will look pale if you wipe some of your face."

"Doctor Fang, please lay down." Hua Ling asked Fang Han to lie down again, and at the same time placed Fang Han's injured arm so conspicuously, and then helped Lin Yushan put on makeup on Fang Han.

"Come here, it looks real, can't you put a gauze on it?"

The two of them kept wiping on Fang Han's face, and the girls next to them were so envious. Why didn't they catch up with this opportunity? Otherwise, they could touch Dr. Fang's face.

After struggling for a full ten minutes, Hua Ling nodded with satisfaction and turned to the photographer and said, "Try the effect, remember to adjust the light or something."

"Click"

The photographer took a few photos, and Hua Ling leaned over and took a look, and then she was satisfied: "Well, it's not bad, I feel that a little bit."

"Let's take a look." Fang Han sat up.

Hua Ling signaled the cameraman to come over and let Fang Han see it. Fang Han looked at it and was almost scared. Why did he look like a murder scene? How could he seem to be dead with his eyes open, and his eyes were open, not like a living person.

"Dr. Fang, let's start the official interview below."

Hua Ling sat next to Fang Han, took out the recorder while taking out Xiao Benben, then sorted out her emotions, and then spoke: "What was your mentality when you saw the little boy falling?"

"I didn't have any mentality. I didn't think about anything at that time, so I rushed forward. If I had thought about something else at that time, it would definitely be too late." Fang Han said.

"Then do you regret it afterwards?"

Hualing organized the language: "I heard that you were injured on the spot, with multiple fractures in your arms, and your internal organs seemed to be impacted, but you tried your best to protect the little boy so that the little boy would not receive any harm."

"I don't regret it, I will not hesitate if I do it again."

"You are a doctor, and I heard that you are also a very good doctor. You are very good at bone correction and acupuncture. You are so young. Have you ever thought that if this injury affects your future level, maybe your arm will no longer be as flexible as before after recovery."

This Chinese reporter is still very skilled and asked several questions very tricky, but Fang Han answered them well.

After interviewing Fang Han, Hualing interviewed Li Xiaofei, Lin Yushan and others next to him, and then stood up with satisfaction: "Doctor Fang, then I won't disturb you. I will come to visit you again when you recover, and I will ask you to talk about medical issues by the way."

"Is there any follow-up?"

Li Xiaofei and Jiang Feng looked at each other. This time they were very active. It seemed that the hospital was planning to build Dr. Fang into a benchmark.

Hua Ling also had to interview the child's mother, and Li Xiaofei and others also dispersed, and they were all busy. Fang Tian was sitting on the chair listlessly and seemed not very happy.

"What's wrong?" Fang Han asked the little girl.

"When the reporter comes, my parents will see the report. Fang Han, will I be beaten to death?" Fang Tian felt aggrieved.

Why do you need to be interviewed in a good way? Isn’t it just saving a child?

"You've been thinking about this for a long time?" Fang Han was amused and crying. No wonder this girl has been a little absent-minded since reporter Hua came.

"I also bought a skirt," Fang Tian said to herself.

"Okay, this is something that most people cannot see." Fang Han smiled and comforted.

Fang Tian suddenly looked up: "Really?"

"You won't know what Jiangzhou Daily is. The nature of Jiangzhou Daily and People's Daily is the same, and most people will not pay attention to it." Fang Han explained patiently.

"That's great." Fang Tian was happy in an instant and stood up and said, "Then I'll go back. If I don't go back, Ms. Tian Ling should get angry."

"Get out." Fang Han said angrily.

"Brother Fang Han, goodbye." Zhang Wen and Liu Lingling were reluctant to leave. Although they had not spoken much, it was a rare enjoyment to sit next to look at Brother Fang Han.

After Fang Han was left in the duty room, he took out his phone and started browsing his circle of friends.

"It's so boring, I just want to suffer a minor injury." Fang Han was very depressed, with a fractured right arm, and his martial arts were indeed half ruined. He couldn't do bone correction, massage, and acupuncture.

Because Fang Han was injured, Jiangzhou Province had to contact several famous acupuncture experts to continue to treat Mr. Wang.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, a flight from Yanjing landed at Jiangzhou Airport, and Director Yang was responsible for taking people to pick the plane up.

"Mr. Zhou has worked hard all the way." Director Yang politely took Mr. Zhou's salute and took Mr. Zhou to the parking lot.

The visitor is an expert from the Yanjing Health Bureau, the famous acupuncture master Zhou Tonghui and Zhou Lao.

Mr. Zhou is actually nearly 70 years old this year, but his body is very tough, his face looks rosy, his steps are steady, and he doesn't have much white hair on his head. If someone who doesn't know about it at first glance, he would think that Zhou Tonghui is only in his fifties.

Zhou Tonghui is from Guangyun and comes from a family of traditional Chinese medicine. He not only has excellent acupuncture techniques, but also has a set of bone correction, and has also practiced martial arts for generations.

Mr. Zhou, a family of traditional Chinese medicine, is very different from Fang Han's Fang's family. Fang Yuanchen also boasted to everyone that the Fang family is a family of traditional Chinese medicine, and has practiced medicine for several generations, but his ancestors have never produced a famous doctor. He has been a native doctor for several generations. Fang Yuanchen is the best one and has opened a medical clinic.

But Mr. Zhou is different. Mr. Zhou’s great-grandfather is a famous doctor in the Qing Dynasty. It is said that he learned all his skills from an old monk from Jinshan Temple, and he learned Buddhist dysfunction.

Since ancient times, Taoism, Buddhism and medicine have basically not divided the family.

Some powerful Taoist priests and respected monks know some medical skills, and some even have superb medical skills.

The reason for this is actually related to the social background at that time.

You should know that the theories of traditional Chinese medicine were formed very early, and many theories actually have similarities with those of Taoism and Buddhism, such as Yin and Yang, Five Elements, Heaven and Earth, Mysterious Yellow, etc.

It is precisely because the basic concepts are the same that it is not difficult for Taoist monks to study medicine.

This is like in modern times, if some top students who study describing or biology change their studies, they will get started quickly. Why? It is precisely because many basic concepts of Western medicine are in line with the current educational philosophy of people, such as chemistry, biology, describing, etc.

Western medicine is originally a medicine formed on the basis of these sciences.

On the other hand, if they learn Chinese medicine, they have to start from scratch, because the basic concepts and systems of Chinese medicine and what they originally learned are simply two concepts.

In the past, most doctors were scholars who failed the exam or candidates. Some of these scholars could read some minor illnesses and become doctors by reading a few medical books.

In fact, the same is true, because in the past, scholars read "The Analects of Confucius?", "The Book of Changes", and "The Hundred Schools of Medicine", and had already mastered many concepts of traditional Chinese medicine before they read medical books. What they learned made it easier for them to get started.

In addition, Buddhism and Taoism need to preach, so there are naturally means to preach. Medical skills are essential. If real medical skills are disguised and have a little bit of the color of immortals and Buddhas, a living Buddha or real person will be released freshly.

Zhou Tonghui's grandfather and father were also famous doctors. In Zhou Tonghui's generation, the Zhou family was still prosperous, and Zhou Tonghui's two younger brothers were also famous Chinese medicine masters.

"Old Wang was critically ill at around 10 o'clock in the morning. What's the situation now?" Zhou Tonghui asked while walking. He was an expert in the capital and knew Mr. Wang a little bit about Mr. Wang's situation.

"The situation of Mr. Wang is still stable now," said Director Yang.

"It's not that simple, right?" Zhou Tonghui frowned slightly. If the situation is stable, call him to come to Jiangzhou?

Director Yang hurriedly explained: "Mr. Wang was sick at that time, and his condition was indeed critical. He also had a suspension. Fortunately, he was rescued and sent to the Jiang Intermediate People's Court, experts also formulated treatment plans, using acupuncture to assist, so that the decoction can reach the lesions and so on."

Director Yang didn't understand much, and he was right and wrong, but Zhou Tonghui understood it.

"Is it because of Mr. Wang's injury?"

Mr. Wang’s injury Zhou Tonghui knew that it was just a regular time, but before Mr. Wang became ill, it would be better not to treat it. If it could be cured, it would not delay for forty years.

"Um."

Director Yang nodded: "What seven-inch needle is used?"

"The situation has not changed much until now?" Zhou Tonghui looked at Director Yang: "The disease broke out at around 10 o'clock in the morning, why did you notify me if it was sooner?"

It took two hours to wait.

"In the morning, Wang Laojiang Intermediate People's Court had already treated Mr. Wang once. His condition was stable and the effect was good. Originally, when the acupuncture was performed again tomorrow, Mr. Wang would be able to wake up, but something unexpected happened, and the doctor who gave Mr. Wang acupuncture was injured."

"Has I treated it once? Is the seven-inch needle used?" Zhou Tonghui stopped.

"Yes." Director Yang nodded. He was always careful when he was receiving famous national players like Zhou Tonghui.
Chapter completed!