I Can Hear the Heart's Voice of Traditional Chinese Medicine-Chapter 351 - 152: Is Dean Zhang Planning to Become an Apprentice?
Huang Beishan is currently using an open conspiracy and a provocation tactic.
Don’t you, Zhang Jiwei, want to learn?
You can!
Become a disciple then!
There’s a ready-made teacher right in front of you.
Do you dare to learn?
Do you want to?
Even if in the end Zhang Jiwei doesn’t take the bait, it doesn’t cost Huang Beishan anything, and he can irk Zhang Jiwei a bit. Either way, it doesn’t hurt him, and he can vent the previous frustration from the ward for Lu Xuan. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢
Zhang Jingcai glanced at Huang Beishan and said in a low voice, "Old Huang, isn’t it a bit too much to trick Old Zhang like this?"
Huang Beishan glanced at Zhang Jiwei with the corner of his eye, seeing him deep in thought, and smiled, saying, "What’s wrong with that? He was just questioning Dr. Lu earlier; this is giving him a lesson."
"Actually, it’s not easy for Zhang Jiwei either. After all, City First Hospital is his turf. If something goes wrong under his watch, he’ll surely be held accountable, and may even lose his position. Can you blame him for being anxious?" Zhang Jingcai somewhat understands Zhang Jiwei’s actions.
Moreover, he and Zhang Jiwei are from the same area and have known each other for a long time.
It’s just that due to different ideas, they haven’t communicated much, but they’re still old acquaintances.
Huang Beishan is more domineering and not as gentle as Zhang Jingcai, snorted and said, "It’s not easy for him, but is it easy for others? Besides, Lu is someone we recommended; even Old Zhou from their emergency department confirmed it. Yet, he has to run out and question this and that. Has he ever thought about other people’s feelings?
Lu has a good temper and doesn’t say anything, but I can’t let it slide."
Zhang Jingcai gave a helpless smile, saying that he was also somewhat angry with Zhang Jiwei’s behavior earlier.
"Besides, it’s not really tricking him, is it?"
Huang Beishan said in a low voice, "Whether to become a disciple or not is Zhang Jiwei’s own business; I can’t make that decision for him."
"That’s true." Zhang Jingcai didn’t say anything more.
However, just as he finished speaking, Huang Beishan’s voice sounded in his ear: "Dean Zhang, have you thought it over? Are you afraid that now that you’re older, your mind isn’t as sharp and you’re worried you can’t learn it?"
"Who said I can’t learn it?"
Zhang Jiwei quickly raised his head and stared at Huang Beishan.
Seeing his provocation taking effect, Huang Beishan smiled and said, "Well, of course not. How could someone like you, Dean Zhang, not be able to learn something? Moreover, with Lu as the teacher, if you still can’t learn, that would be a real waste."
This kind of flattery, which isn’t really flattery, made Zhang Jiwei quite happy.
The main reason is because it was Huang Beishan who said it, which made him even more pleased inside.
However, Zhang Jiwei felt that something was off. This sounded like praise but seemed a bit problematic.
But what was the problem? Zhang Jiwei couldn’t quite figure it out.
Seeing Zhang Jiwei deep in thought, Huang Beishan didn’t say more. These things can’t be rushed; haste makes waste, and it needs to be approached gradually.
Zhang Jiwei isn’t a fool.
To have climbed to the position of dean at City First Hospital, only a real fool would underestimate him.
If he talked too much, Zhang Jiwei might catch on. The level of provocation right now was just right.
As expected, when Huang Beishan kept silent, Zhang Jiwei proudly said, "Huang Beishan, I’m not boasting, but even though I can’t understand what Dr. Lu said right away, it’s only because I lack the basics; otherwise, I might grasp it better than you, Huang Beishan."
"Yes, yes, yes!"
"But as for becoming a disciple, I need to think it over."
"Yes, yes, yes! You, Dean Zhang, are so busy all the time. It’s not certain if you can find the time to learn this stuff. If you don’t learn well, I might think it’s because you lack talent, and you, Dean Zhang, won’t be able to explain yourself. It would be like jumping into the Yellow River and still not washing it off."
Huang Beishan’s cooperation made Zhang Jiwei feel a bit unreal. He frowned and looked over, "Old Huang, are you plotting something bad since you’re cooperating with me so much?"
Huang Beishan’s heart skipped a beat. Did the old guy see through it?
However, concern aside, Huang Beishan remained expressionless: "You’re the one with bad intentions."
Zhang Jiwei looked at Huang Beishan with suspicion, then suddenly thought of something and said with annoyance, "Well, Huang Beishan, you actually want to use reverse psychology to make me become a disciple. Your plan is so loud that even people in Beijing can hear it."
Huang Beishan looked disappointed, seeing through it.
But it wasn’t unexpected. If Zhang Jiwei couldn’t even see through this, he would have wasted his years as dean at City First Hospital.
However, Huang Beishan didn’t give up and continued with his old tactics: "Whether you become a disciple is up to you. But are you really sure you can understand TCM principles without becoming a disciple? The vastness and depth of TCM cannot be simply described by science. Although you Western medicine folks always say our TCM isn’t scientific, it can treat diseases, address both symptoms and root causes, and strengthen the foundation and nourish the essence. That’s enough."
"It’s not scientific to begin with." Zhang Jiwei curled his lips.
Huang Beishan said, "If you look at TCM with the perspective of Western medicine, of course, you’d say it’s not scientific. But if you use TCM principles to view Western medicine, you’re the same. You only treat symptomatic pain but don’t understand why the patient is in pain. For example, cancer: do you know why cancer cells appear in the patient’s body? Do you know the root cause?"
"You don’t know. Besides the standard treatments for cancer, does Western medicine have other means?"
