The next day, the birds were singing, the flowers were fragrant, and the sun was shining brightly.

Lin Tian, ​​who had not had enough sleep, was not depressed at all. He was energetic and brisk. His parents had lost the Holy Acupuncture Bronze Man in the Miaoyi Sect who could command the world's traditional Chinese medicine sects. The news brought by Lu Yanping was really too shocking.

Lin Tian really couldn't accept it.

After breakfast, he took a taxi to the Ministry of Health to find Tang Qiuhong. When he came back from the United States, he had a quick meeting with Tang Qiuhong and never contacted him again. Taking advantage of his free time, Lin Tian came over to visit and chat by himself.

chat.

We walked to the second floor of the familiar small building with ease. Tang Qiuhong's office faced south. The sunlight shining into the room made it look full of spring. After a few taps, a familiar voice came from inside.

"Uncle Tang, I'm here." Lin Tian pushed away and greeted him enthusiastically and proactively.

Tang Qiuhong always looked tireless, wearing reading glasses and leaning over the desk to review documents. He raised his head and saw Lin Tian, ​​with a smile on his face. He stood up and actively greeted him: "Please sit down."

Lin Tian sat there minding his own business for a while, and the dignified minister Tang Qiuhong poured water for him. Lin Tian was really flattered. Just as he was about to stand up, Tang Qiuhong held him down and said with a smile: "Don't be so polite when you come to my place."

Already."

Tang Qiuhong insisted on this, and Lin Tian could not be more polite to avoid appearing too cool. He took the steaming tea cup, said something, and chatted for a few words, and then the two of them started to get back to business.

"Lin Tian, ​​even if you can't find me, I will still go to you." Tang Qiuhong thought for a while and said seriously: "I have something that I want to confirm with you again. I hope you can answer me truthfully."

Tang Qiuhong's serious look made Lin Tian unable to make a joke even if he wanted to.

"Have you always had a dream in your heart, that is, hoping to promote traditional Chinese medicine?" Tang Qiuhong suddenly brought up old matters again, which inevitably made Lin Tian doubtful.

When it comes to dreams in his heart, Lin Tian has never avoided them. Whether he is young and frivolous or has lofty ideals, he is realizing them step by step. Suddenly, he found that Tang Qiuhong's old story was brought up again. He felt happy and thought to himself: "Will there be good things?"

"You have now become a leader in the new generation of traditional Chinese medicine. Unfortunately, there is one thing you may not understand. It is an indisputable fact that generally speaking, traditional Chinese medicine is declining day by day." Tang Qiuhong said.

Lin Tian nodded in agreement. He also discussed this topic with several senior figures in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, such as Yan Yangxian and Gu Xiuquan. They all agreed that they wanted to change the current situation of traditional Chinese medicine.

Western medicine is advancing with the times, but Chinese medicine gives the impression that it is still a long time ago, with long treatment cycles and slow results, and cannot adapt to the increasingly fast-paced life.

Of course, there are many sects of traditional Chinese medicine, the legendary nine sects and eighteen schools, each with its own strengths. They are undoubtedly the backbone of the development of traditional Chinese medicine. Unfortunately, they all work independently and are scattered.

The establishment of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association was just to change the situation. Unfortunately, little effect was achieved. Lin Tian was often troubled by this. There would always be some inexplicable sects that would jump out to challenge. Lin Tian felt like a fire fighter.

The team members seemed extremely busy.

"The opinion of the ministry is to establish the first Chinese Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine in China..."

Tang Qiuhong's words made Lin Tian's eyes light up, and he said: "I never thought that setting up a traditional Chinese medicine hospital would bring together the elites of various sects of traditional Chinese medicine and let them develop their strengths, thus creating healthy competition and reducing sectarian conflicts.

The gap between the sects is really a good thing that kills two birds with one stone!"

Lin Tian's thoughts were rolling down like a flood, like rivers and lakes. His eyes were shining, and he continued excitedly: "With a traditional Chinese medicine hospital, we can also build a herb garden and plant traditional Chinese medicine to prepare supplies.

The traditional Chinese medicines available in the world are of varying quality, and it is difficult to guarantee

In order to ensure quality, Blue Sky Medicine often stops production due to seasonal shortages in the production areas of medicinal materials. Finally, we have to buy high-priced medicinal materials from large medicinal materials merchants, which costs a lot of money and is time-consuming and labor-intensive. If we have a production base, then,

Many problems can be solved easily..."

The more Lin Tian talked, the more excited he became, and his saliva flew everywhere. It seemed that the beautiful blueprint he described was right before his eyes. This also made Tang Qiuhong smile. He also knew that he had found the right person.

After talking alone for a long time, Lin Tian also regained his composure, scratched his scalp with an embarrassed smile, and said apologetically: "Uncle Tang, I have the old habit of talking to myself again."

Tang Qiuhong laughed heartily and said happily: "What you said is of reference value and a good suggestion. I will discuss it with other colleagues in the department and come up with a plan as soon as possible. When the time comes, I will also

I have to trouble you to check it for us."

Lin Tian felt flattered and happy, patted his chest and said: "Uncle Tang, as long as I can help, I will do my best, don't worry!"

Tang Qiuhong stopped using polite words and said straight to the point: "Lin Tian, ​​what is your ultimate ideal?"

Lin Tian walked to the window sill, opened the window, looked out at the birds singing and the fragrance of flowers, the sunshine was bright, and he felt a lot: "My ideal is to use personal efforts to change the current situation of decline of traditional Chinese medicine, develop Chinese medicine prosperously, and truly become a

An era of great Chinese medicine.”

With these words, Tang Qiuhong, who had always been calm, couldn't help but get excited. He got angry and even said hello.

The general goal was the same. Tang Qiuhong and Lin Tian chatted for a few more words. Cao Bing came in and knocked on the door, interrupting their lively conversation.

"Minister Tang, you have a meeting to hold later." Cao Bing smiled a little apologetically at Lin Tian.

Lin Tian waved his hand magnanimously, indicating that he didn't care, and stood up to leave. Tang Qiuhong had to prepare materials for a meeting, so he asked Cao Bing to send Lin Tian out.

The last time they said goodbye, Cao Bing and Lin Tian hadn't seen each other for a long time. The relationship between the two went without saying, and the conversation was quite speculative until they sent Lin Tian to the gate of the government.

"Brother Cao, if you stay, I'll leave first." Lin Tian waved goodbye to Cao Bing.

Cao Bing also waved reluctantly and said: "Brother, please come and see your brother and me often when you have time!"

Lin Tian said he understood, turned around and left the Ministry of Health building, and took a taxi back to the villa. Cao Bing stood alone at the gate in a daze for a while, then turned and walked towards the office building.

Lin Tian was very excited while sitting in the taxi. With the support of Tang Qiuhong, his dream of becoming a great Chinese medicine doctor had undoubtedly taken a solid step forward. On a sudden impulse, he changed his mind and prepared to go to Xinglin Hall to find Yan Yangxian.

Discuss the establishment of a traditional Chinese medicine hospital.

Listen more to the opinions of your seniors, and you won't be too blind when you have the opportunity to do something big.

Just as the driver was about to turn a corner, the direction towards Xinglintang was surrounded by a dense darkness. Chinese people have a bad habit of liking to watch the excitement. Even if two people quarrel, there will be a large group of people watching.

A large group of people blocked the road in the middle of the road, completely blocking the road behind them. The driver honked the horn for a long time but no one answered him. Some people even gave way. The taxi driver was so anxious that he was about to curse, but Lin Tian stopped him in time.

Arguing can't solve the problem at all, so it's better to think of ways to solve it. Lin Tian opened the car door and got out of the car. It turned out that there was a car accident. An old man's leg was broken into three parts and was severely deformed. The old man was lying on the ground in pain.

He groaned, and there was a crowd of people standing around him, but no one dared to help him.

Lin Tian sighed and said that the world was declining, and doctors had a parental heart. He could not do anything no matter what he watched the old man knocked to the ground groaning in pain and remain indifferent.

Just as he was about to step forward, he saw a middle-aged man wearing a green shirt and coat walking out of the crowd and shouted: "These days, the world is really in decline. Each of you, you are indifferent to the injured old man. It is too much."

.”

Lin Tianzhen was about to applaud this strangely dressed man, when someone next to him made a sarcastic remark: "It's so beautiful, don't you look at it, does anyone dare to step forward to help the old man these days? What if he is being blackmailed?

What to do?”

He spoke in a low voice, but the middle-aged man didn't hear him. He strode to the side of Lao Cong who collapsed on the ground, bent down and said, "Old man, don't be afraid, I am a doctor."

The middle-aged man took the initiative, so Lin Tian just waited and waited. If the old man's family members blackmailed him, Lin Tian could stand up and bear witness. Today, when the world is declining, people's hearts are the most unstoppable.

If he falls down, he will never be able to get up again.

This middle-aged man's attire was incompatible with his surroundings. Some people would wear green shirts and coats no matter what age they were. Lin Tian was also an expert and could see that the middle-aged man's movements were quite professional.

The middle-aged man carefully inspected the old man's deformed leg after being hit by a car. The old man's bones were brittle and difficult to heal once broken. Lin Tian understood this truth and asked himself that if he had taken action, he might not be able to relieve the old man quickly.

recover.

However, the middle-aged man observed carefully for a while, as if he found suitable acupuncture points on the old man's broken leg, and then pressed several acupuncture points respectively. The old man's painful expression also relaxed, and he slowly stretched the leg.

, and he was still mumbling something.

With a few strokes of his hands, the middle-aged man straightened the old man's leg that had been broken into three pieces, and quickly restored the bones to their original positions. The old man's pain gradually eased, and his expression gradually relaxed.

Soon, the middle-aged man tore a corner of his coat and used it to fix the old man's injured calf. The old man thanked him repeatedly and said that there were still many good people.

Not long after, the ambulance came, and the middle-aged man and the doctor who arrived put the old man into the ambulance. The crowd of onlookers dispersed spontaneously when they saw that the show was over.

Lin Tian turned around and paid for the taxi, then he took two steps to catch up with the middle-aged man who was about to leave in a low profile.

"What's the matter with you?" The middle-aged man was very vigilant. He looked Lin Tian up and down for a long time, and then he relaxed and asked after seeing that he didn't mean any harm.

Lin Tian didn't recognize him when he saw him. It should be said that Lin Tian had been in Yanjing for a long time and he was quite famous in Yanjing. However, this dear friend didn't recognize him. This was true.
Chapter completed!