"Lao Jiang, how many patients did Dr. Ding see today? Did you make statistics?"

An old Chinese doctor surnamed Gu suddenly interrupted the gossip and asked.

"What? You still want to compete? Forget it, I won't say it to beat you."

Jiang said with a smile.

"What's a blow? Dr. Xiao Ding's diagnosis and treatment speed is by no means comparable to ours. I'm listening to his diagnosis and treatment of the patient's condition, which is of great benefit."

The old Chinese doctor surnamed Gu didn't care about the underworld: "I'm ashamed of Dr. Xiao Ding's medical skills."

"Me too. When I see a patient, I have to support my ears and listen to Dr. Ding's analysis and judgment. I want to leave the patient at hand and sit aside. This is a promotion for me."

The old Chinese medicine surnamed Chen stroked his gray beard and said sincerely on his face.

"I also have this impulse. Unfortunately, I'm too far away to hear clearly."

"Come on, don't be cheap and good. I'm the farthest from Dr. Xiao Ding. I can't hear anything at all. I'm so depressed."

"Hey, the nearest building gets the moon first. I'm too far away. I just look at the excitement over there, but I don't hear anything. It's a big loss."

……

A group of national doctors joked with each other, but they had no airs and made no secret of their desire to learn something from Ding Ning.

Ding Ning was funny and moved. These old men are real national doctors with noble character. Today, they not only didn't mind that they stole the limelight, but also silently willing to be green leaves to foil him. This kind of affectionate love made him feel flattered and frightened.

Immediately poured three Baijiu, and stood up to drink the cup: "all the old men, young men do inconsiderate work. If there is any offence today, please don't mind. In order to express my apologies, I will punish myself for three cups and do it first."

With that, he raised his neck and drank three cups in a row.

"Well, Dr. Ding, I have to have a drink with me if I say anything!"

"I have to have a drink with you. Dr. Ding has done three cups at a time. It doesn't make sense not to have one."

"If you accompany me, I won't accompany you. I'll have a drink with Dr. Ding alone later."

"Bah, you old man, cunning. You have to accompany me with everything in this glass of wine. It's another matter to drink alone with Dr. Xiao Ding."

"That is, don't sneak, let's despise you collectively."

"I... go, don't I just drink? Drink, who is afraid of who."

……

After three rounds of wine, Ding Ning didn't have anything to do, but the old Chinese doctors drank too much.

Where do they still have the style of national medical masters? They roll up their sleeves, blow their beard and stare one by one. They haggle over who drinks more and who drinks less. They blush and have a thick neck.

Jiang Lao is an expert who is contrary to the ordinary Fairy Spirit. He stepped on the chair with one foot and quarreled with a guy who ran away from wine like a local ruffian. He said that he cheated and played slippery and drank several cups less than them.

The thin body didn't know where it came from. The loud noise was deafening in the private room, making people laugh and laugh.

What makes people tongue tied is that no one is surprised by the appearance of old Jiang. It seems that it has long been commonplace. One by one, they are still stirring up trouble.

After several rounds of drinking, old Jiang was like a child, jumping, laughing and crying.

They all drank too much and showed their true colors one by one. Some were sleeping on the table, some were swimming on the ground, some were shouting for their daughter-in-law with their table legs, some were giggling against the wall... And a funny one even danced belly dance in public.

President Jiang hugged Ding Ning's shoulder and said with a wink: "well, you're scared. This is the true face of these old guys. Although they usually look like dogs, in fact, the wine quality is not very good. They go crazy when they drink too much."

"All true temperament!"

Ding Ning couldn't laugh or cry. He praised against his heart. However, these old men are really cute!

Gentle and soft chuckled aside. Although she saw many people who were crazy, she had never seen such a group of old men who were crazy.

"Hey! They are suffering. The decline of traditional Chinese medicine is a pain in everyone's heart. Today, they see the hope of the revival of traditional Chinese medicine from you, so they all let go of themselves."

President Jiang was drunk and gave Ding Ning a meaningful pat on the shoulder.

Ding Ning stood there blankly, with President Jiang's words echoing in his mind.

In the past, he liked to be a doctor because he liked the pleasure and sense of achievement of saving lives from death. The revival of traditional medicine was only easy and not too serious, so his style of action was full of randomness.

His heart yearns for freedom and randomness. In fact, he has no passion for the revival of traditional Chinese medicine.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a heavy burden on his shoulder, and a strong sense of mission made his blood boil gradually.

He can't stand idly by and disappoint the old men who love him, believe in him and place high hopes on him without saying anything about the great national righteousness or the benevolence of doctors.

The revival of traditional Chinese medicine does not depend on only one person. More people must participate in learning traditional Chinese medicine, understanding traditional Chinese medicine, promoting traditional Chinese medicine and promoting traditional Chinese medicine, so that traditional Chinese medicine can reappear in front of the world and the whole world can realize that traditional Chinese medicine is a discipline with magical functions that exhausts people's life to explore and learn, Not what some people call pseudoscience.

An idea came to his mind and never disappeared. He wanted to compile a new textbook of traditional Chinese medicine based on what he had learned and the strengths of hundreds of schools.

Based on the College of Anesthesiology of traditional Chinese medicine, we will continue to supplement students with new knowledge, and finally let traditional Chinese medicine enter thousands of households, so that every citizen can recognize, accept and even be proud of traditional Chinese medicine.

Sooner or later, he believes that traditional Chinese medicine will be recognized by everyone in the world and stand on the top of the world.

When all the old people were drunk, Bai, the owner of the Bai family, was actually sitting on the main seat in the Bai family courtyard. Ning asked, "how do you feel after touching today?"

"Grandpa's eyes are burning. Yuan'er observed all day today. The little miracle doctor really deserves his reputation and has amazing efficiency. He treated 273 patients without misdiagnosis. Even the hidden wounds left by yuan'er because of his martial arts practice were easily cured."

Bai Yuan said respectfully.

"It seems that there is no doubt that old man Su was saved by a little miracle doctor and returned to his childhood."

Bai's eyes flashed and said, "you'd better find a way to make friends with the little miracle doctor. It's best to attract him into my Bai family. Although the old man is still healthy, it's always good to be prepared."

Bai Yuan asked in a puzzled way, "Grandpa, isn't that little miracle doctor and brother Qing friendly? Why let me do this again? It's better for brother Qing to come forward."

"What do you know!"

Bai scolded angrily, rubbed his temples and waved his hand: "go down and do as I say."

"Yes, far away!"

Bai Yuan respectfully bowed down and left with depressed eyes. Although he appreciated Ding Ning's medical skills, it was just medical skills. He asked him to make friends deliberately, but he was still very reluctant.

Bai Qing actually looked at his back as he strode away. A look of expectation flashed at the bottom of his eyes and whispered, "Bai Qing is excellent, but he is not the person in our line after all. Yuan'er, you are the best descendant of my line. Don't let me down."

Youyou sighed and remembered Bai Qing's remarkable achievements since taking charge of the family industry. Bai Yuan flashed a color of distress on his face. Bai Yuan has been very excellent, but compared with Bai Qing, it's not a little worse.

Although the old man has not designated who is the successor of the future owner, how can he not know the old man's tendency because of his exclusive favor for Bai Qing.

I just hope Bai Yuan can cheer up this time and get back some impression in front of the old man. If Bai Yuan can successfully attract Ding Ning and prolong the old man's life, maybe he can change his decision.

After all, for a man like Laozi who has lived for a long time, apart from life and death, only prolonging Shouyuan can change his original intention.

The same thing happened in Qiao's house and Guan's house. Everyone has selfishness. After tasting the power of the palm family, no one wants to hand over the power to the people of his pulse, even his own brothers.

That means that power falls on the sidelines. If there are people in power, their pulse will gradually decline and become a collateral branch with the changes of years, so they have to fight and have to fight.

Whether Bai Yuan, Qiao Zijun or Guan Han, there is no doubt that he is the most outstanding one in the immediate blood of the contemporary owner of his family.

Virtually, Ding Ning has become a key figure in the struggle for the succession of the three major sects. Whoever can recruit Ding Ning into the family to extend his life for the old man will certainly win the favor of the old man and greatly increase his hope for succession.

In this regard, Bai Qing, who received the news, just smiled calmly and laughed in his heart. Bai unexpectedly, your wishful thinking is wrong this time. I Bai Qing can only make friends with Ding Ning and dare not mention the solicitation. Not to mention Bai Yuan, it seems that the head of the door valve has taken himself too seriously for a long time.

Ding Ning didn't know that he had been involved in the dispute over the right of entry valve. After sending a group of drunken old Chinese doctors home one by one, he dragged his tired body back to the hotel after confirming that they were safe.

What bothered him was that it was late. He was gentle and soft and didn't want to go home. He wanted to go to the hotel with him.

It's nothing to live in a hotel together, but gentle and soft is Xiao Nuo's best friend after all. Ding Ning is worried that if she finds that Liu Sheng and shallow Dai have to sleep with him every night, there will be some unnecessary waves.

But she begged him gently and pitifully, saying that she was too tired to go home. Ding Ning had to bite the bullet and promise.

In order to avoid misunderstanding, Ding Ning simply opened another room and arranged gentle and soft check-in.

To his surprise, Liu Sheng Qiandai asked to live with gentle and soft, which made Ding Ning feel that Liu Sheng Qiandai seemed to have changed a lot and didn't bother him as before, which made him both happy and inexplicably lost.

After washing, when Ding Ning was preparing to practice, the door was suddenly knocked gently.

Ding Ning was surprised and happy. What surprised him was that the girl in the purse was so bold that she secretly touched her room in the middle of the night. What if she was found gentle and soft?

Fortunately, the purse is still attached to him as before. He can't sleep without holding him every night. In fact, he has been used to sleeping with her subconsciously and is infatuated with her feeling of dependence on herself.

I quietly opened the door and was preparing to persuade the money bag with righteous words and painstaking efforts. When I went back to sleep with tenderness and softness tonight, I was stunned to find that there was a woman of all kinds standing at the door, who was still an acquaintance.