hotmtlnovel Chapter 145 The Rise of Cambodia in the Medical World of the Provincial Capital
Chapter 145 The Rise of Cambodia in the Medical World of the Provincial Capital
Chapter 145 The Rise of Cambodia in the Medical World of the Provincial Capital
Famous calligraphy works are passed down from afar, concealing fierce competition.
I. Auspicious invitations arrive at the door.
A gentle breeze in late spring caresses the streets and alleys, and the city is filled with tranquility and leisure. A panoramic aerial view slowly unfolds the scene of the city's everyday life and the lives of thousands of families.
Holding a red-embossed name card, Zhou Deshan slowly walked into the courtyard, his expression solemn.
"Master, just now, a representative from the City Traditional Chinese Medicine Association came to our door with a formal invitation."
Xu Jingming took a quick half-step forward, his gaze falling on the exquisite letter, and his eyebrows slightly raised.
"Why this invitation was sent so suddenly? What could be the reason behind it?"
Lu Maoshan stood to one side, his brow furrowed with a hint of wariness, a testament to his extensive experience in the complexities of the martial world.
"Among all the renowned doctors in the provincial capital area, very few have ever taken the initiative to inquire about local doctors."
Wen Qihan, who had just become a disciple, frowned slightly, his expression full of doubt.
"We, as doctors practicing medicine in the countryside, have never had any contact or interaction with the medical community in the provincial capital."
Chen Shanhe sat leisurely on a wooden chair under the eaves, his fingertips resting lightly on his knees, his expression calm and composed.
"Unfold all the invitations in your hand and explain in detail what is written on them."
Zhou Deshan slowly unwrapped the red paper invitation, his eyes scanning the text line by line, his voice low and deep.
"The Provincial Federation of Traditional Chinese Medicine Societies will be holding a large-scale seminar and exchange meeting on folk medical skills."
"At that time, all the renowned doctors with their clinics in the surrounding cities, as well as itinerant physicians, will be gathered together to participate in the conference."
They gathered in the grand meeting hall of the provincial capital to exchange medical experiences and discuss diagnostic and treatment knowledge.
In name only, it's about sharing knowledge, promoting traditional Chinese culture, and harmoniously exploring the path of medicine.
Xu Jingming pursed his lips slightly, sensing in his heart that this matter was not simple.
"The sudden and unexpected convening of this grand symposium, and the timing of this invitation, is too coincidental."
For days, rumors and slander from colleagues in the city have been rampant, and jealousy and criticism have never ceased.
Just as the turmoil was beginning to subside, the provincial medical community sent out invitations to a gathering, which is quite thought-provoking.
Poems as proof:
A red invitation arrives at the door, sending a distant invitation.
A trend has emerged in the medical community of the provincial capital.
A lavish gathering may conceal a deeper meaning.
Hidden sharpness, a hundred kinds of arrogance.
Second, feigning acceptance of a refined gathering to conceal selfish motives.
Having spent many years in the medical profession, Wen Qihan has seen through the worldly wisdom and cunning of upper-level doctors.
"This medical exchange meeting may seem elegant and harmonious, but there must be hidden conflicts beneath the surface."
Lu Maoshan slowly nodded in agreement, his face tinged with deep worry.
"The senior doctors in the provincial capital have always been inherently arrogant and self-possessed."
"Historically, people from rural backgrounds who practice medicine have been looked down upon."
Zhou Deshan slowly put down the invitation in his hand, his eyes seeing through the superficial facade.
"They outwardly proclaim to exchange medical knowledge and seek progress together, but in reality, everyone harbors their own selfish motives."
Xu Jingming gently clenched his fists; his youthful sharpness allowed him to see through the layers of scheming.
"In recent days, my master's reputation has skyrocketed, and it has already alarmed the entire medical community in the provincial capital."
Many senior doctors who adhered to outdated ideas had long harbored a sense of apprehension.
Watching younger generations create entirely new methods of medical treatment and medicine makes it increasingly difficult to feel at ease.
Outdated traditional diagnostic and treatment methods are gradually becoming less effective than new diagnostic techniques.
A renowned doctor in the provincial capital, who has long held a high position, fears that his established status will gradually be shaken.
Therefore, under the pretext of a seminar and gathering, talented people from all walks of life were brought together.
Using the pretext of exchanging ideas and skills, they deliberately took the opportunity to observe and control the new generation of juniors.
The evening breeze gently wafts across the entire city, while the entanglements of worldly fame and fortune never cease, as seen in the distant aerial photographs.
The higher a doctor's position, the narrower their mind becomes, and the more they value the struggle for fame, fortune, and status.
Chen Shanhe's gaze was clear and distant, calmly seeing through everyone's hidden schemes.
"Many of these veteran scholars harbored resentment towards each other, and this grand gathering was by no means a simple discussion of philosophy."
Poems as proof:
A refined name conceals a scheme in one's heart.
The renowned doctors were secretly worried.
Fear of the rise of new trends
Therefore, he used methods to suppress the romantic entanglements.
Third, the people were determined to make things difficult for each other.
Xu Jingming's brows furrowed, and a deep resentment was evident on his face.
"Their sending of invitations was a deliberate attempt to make things difficult."
With a solemn expression, Lü Maoshan slowly revealed the other party's true intentions.
"Many of the older generation of renowned doctors generally disapproved of the rapid rise to fame of young physicians."
Wen Qihan sighed softly, deeply familiar with the coldness and warmth of human relationships in the medical field.
"In their eyes, those who come from rural areas and lack social standing are considered lowly and shallow."
Zhou Deshan was calm and composed, and analyzed the situation at the meeting in a clear and logical manner.
"On the day of the conference, renowned doctors from all walks of life will gather and take turns posing questions to test their skills."
"They deliberately exerted pressure through words and arguments, and refuted the new diagnostic and treatment philosophy from multiple perspectives."
Everyone tacitly agreed to band together and ostracize the younger, newly arrived doctors.
They tried every means to find loopholes in the diagnosis and treatment, and deliberately picked out the minor flaws in the legal principles.
Everyone shared the same thought: to see Chen Shanhe suffer a public defeat.
He wanted to expose the unconventional principles of military strategy and medical philosophy to public scrutiny.
Ideally, you should leave him speechless and embarrassed in front of everyone.
This is intended to suppress rapidly emerging medical technologies and solidify the established order of the old medical field.
The older generation is unwilling to accept new medical practices and refuses to break the rules that have been passed down for thousands of years.
They only want to stick to the original, unchanging treatment methods and control the discourse in the medical field.
Chen Shanhe lowered his eyes calmly, his expression neither surprised nor angry, his mind remaining perfectly still.
"They had already secretly planned everything meticulously, just waiting to launch their attack in public at the meeting."
Poems as proof:
The group deliberately set up difficulties.
To make it difficult for talented people to move forward.
The period of observing from the sidelines ended in defeat.
The city's intrigues are subtly concealed in the smallest details.
IV. A storm is brewing, foreshadowing a confrontation.
The four disciples looked at their master in front of them, each with a solemn expression.
"The meeting place is rife with intrigue and hidden currents; Master should carefully consider his options."
Xu Jingming straightened up slightly, his heart filled with worry that his master would be unfairly criticized.
"If you insist on going to the provincial capital to attend the meeting, you will inevitably face countless rivals in the future."
Zhou Deshan spoke slowly and carefully, considering all the potential troubles ahead.
"You can easily use being too tired as an excuse to decline the invitation; there's no need to get involved in disputes."
Lu Maoshan looked earnestly at him, unwilling to see an innocent doctor embroiled in a web of fame and fortune.
"Practicing medicine in the mountains and fields is solely for the purpose of helping people and saving lives; there is no need to participate in the power struggles among celebrities."
Wen Qihan slowly shook his head, realizing that he could no longer extricate himself from the current situation.
"Now that my reputation has spread throughout the surrounding counties, the more I back down, the more I will be looked down upon."
Simply avoiding invitations to grand events in a roundabout way will only make others think you are cowardly and insecure.
This further confirms the unfounded rumors circulating outside, concluding that the new medical theories are based on shallow foundations and cannot withstand scrutiny.
In the future, colleagues from all walks of life will increasingly slander him, and rumors and troubles will only continue to emerge.
Avoidance is never the way to live in the long run; only by facing all storms with equanimity can one succeed.
Chen Shanhe slowly stood up, his posture upright and his demeanor exuding composure and tranquility.
"Now that the invitation has been sent to the hospital, I will accept the invitation and face the challenge head-on."
The way of military strategy is to remain calm in the face of chaos and to face adversity with composure.
This trip to the provincial capital was not only an exchange of medical skills, but also a test of character and temperament.
The battle between the light and the shadows has quietly begun, and a storm is slowly approaching in the medical field.
The distinctions of success and failure, right and wrong, high and low will ultimately be revealed in the grand provincial capital venue.
As dusk slowly enveloped the courtyard, the wind stirred the dust, and dark waves surged ahead.
With a benevolent heart, I am unafraid of countless disturbances, and calmly await the day when we meet at the peak.
Poems as proof:
The coming storm will bring forth a sharp blade.
A pure and upright character, radiating composure.
Why not confront the battle in the medical field head-on?
Waiting patiently for fame to spread far and wide.