Urban Super Medical Saint-Chapter 589 - 588: Is This Ability Enough?

"I welcome Director Ge to our Department of Internal Medicine to guide us in our medical skills." After a long silence, a voice broke the quiet, it was He Duanrui.

"He Duanrui, have you lost your mind? A young man in his twenties, even if his medical skills are indeed good, do you mean to say that the decades of medical practice you've completed are for naught, that you still need his guidance?" Lin Wenhong was already in a difficult position, and upon seeing He Duanrui break the deadlock, he immediately retorted with a sinister face.

Tang Yiyuan and Feng Yaping both looked displeased at Lin Wenhong's words, but under Ge Dongxu's signaling, they didn't speak up.

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"During my internship, Director Ge truly offered guidance on my medical practice; I was shocked at the time, but I had never considered him as our mentor. I only thought of him as being more skilled in medicine. Now, President Feng's words have enlightened me. The capable should lead, the able should teach. I had my own age prejudice then, so I didn't think it through further or seek his advice." He Duanrui spoke earnestly.

As a deputy chief physician, He Duanrui was naturally quite skilled, and although his statement couldn't confirm the extent of Ge Dongxu's medical prowess, it at least suggested that it was superior to his own.

Just this point alone shocked many doctors, and their gaze towards Ge Dongxu became increasingly complex.

After all, Ge Dongxu appeared to be only about twenty years old.

After the initial shock, gradually, some of the older teachers began voicing their support.

However, most of these supporting teachers were attending physicians or deputy chief physicians; the chief physicians, equivalent to university professors, had not yet spoken up.

After all, the latter were Traditional Chinese Medicine experts, renowned practitioners in Jiangnan Province, and some, like Tang Yiyuan, were even postgraduate supervisors.

It wasn't easy for such high-level individuals to accept a young man to come and guide them in the Department of Internal Medicine!

Time ticked away, second by second.

Ultimately, among the eight chief physicians in the Department of Internal Medicine, including Lin Wenhong, five had chosen not to support, and three, including Tang Yiyuan himself, were supportive.

Among the doctors below chief physician rank, aside from Chang Yufeng and others who initially expressed opposition, the majority were supportive.

After all, the status of President Feng and Tang Yiyuan was evident, and He Duanrui had already clarified; to them, as long as Ge Dongxu's medical skills were superior, seeking his advice occasionally was only beneficial.

Aside from Lin Wenhong, the four chief physicians who were not supportive, although they did not support the appointment of Ge Dongxu as professor at the Jiangnan Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, nor his appointment as a visiting physician in the Department of Internal Medicine, they simply had a bias against his age and were too proud to consider Ge Dongxu skilled enough to guide them, explicitly stating that they did not require his guidance.

Seeing that more than half of the chief physicians did not support Ge Dongxu, President Feng and Tang Yiyuan's gazes towards them couldn't help but reveal a sense of regret.

However, they both understood that Ge Dongxu was an extraordinary person.

Extraordinary people often act on fate when it comes to many matters.

It's not possible to casually take on apprentices and then pass on unique skills.

In fact, traditional Chinese medicine masters were very strict about choosing disciples.

You couldn't just become an apprentice because you wanted to; at the very least, you had to serve at the master's side for a few years, proving your suitability through your words and actions before the master would formally accept you as a disciple.

And once accepted, it was a very solemn affair. One had to perform the apprenticeship ceremony, and after that, the relationship was akin to 'once a teacher, forever a father.' Only then would the master hand down the true medical skills to the disciple.

Tang Yiyuan, a veteran of traditional Chinese medicine, was influenced by these old traditions, so even if he hadn't formally taken Ge Dongxu as a master, because Ge Dongxu had indeed taught him a lot about medicine, he had long respected him as his master in his heart.

For Ge Dongxu to willingly take on students today, in the eyes of President Feng and Tang Yiyuan, was already very rare. He had already lowered his stature greatly; to ask him to forcibly take students was definitely impossible.

Now that the opportunity had been given, Tang Yiyuan and President Feng had set an example; if those chief physicians were unwilling to believe and lower their pride to seize this chance, it could only be said that they did not have the good fortune or the fate. They had no one to blame, certainly not Ge Dongxu.

Other than Tang Yiyuan and President Feng, no one there could possibly understand this.

Even Lin Wenhong, who bore ill will, became somewhat vainglorious when he saw that four chief physicians also expressed their lack of support. Pointing at Ge Dongxu, he said, "Ge Dongxu, I don't mean to be rude, but who here isn't older than you, who doesn't have more experience than you? Even if the leaders support you, even if some doctors follow suit, you still have to show your real skills."

"That's right. When it comes to practicing medicine, there's no room for half-measures. If you truly have the skill, then show us some of your medical expertise, or let Professor Lin test you. If you're really as good as they say, I will apologize to you right here and now; otherwise, please have some self-awareness and resign on your own accord," Chang Yufeng added, emboldened by the majority of chief physicians not supporting Ge Dongxu.

After all, the school and hospital are different from other government institutions. Although President Feng and Professor Tang Yiyuan have great power, the chief physicians and expert professors have significant influence in the schools, hospitals, and even the Traditional Chinese Medicine community of Jiangnan Province. If they band together, even President Feng and Tang Yiyuan couldn't simply deal with them as they wished.

"Do you think you are even worthy to test my medical skills?" Ge Dongxu slowly stood up and said coldly.

"Feeling guilty, are you? If you don't have the skill, you don't have it, no point pretending!" Lin Wenhong and Chang Yufeng said with disdainful sneers.

"Guilty? Skill? Who do you think you are! One is no more than a sanctimonious lecher, the other is nothing but a spiteful scoundrel! To talk to me about skill!" Ge Dongxu gave a cold laugh, and with a gesture of his hand in the air, he reached towards the two men.

Suddenly, they felt an invisible Great Hand grasping their throats, and the next moment, they found themselves lifted off the ground by that invisible hand, almost hitting the ceiling with their heads.

"Ah!" Their faces turned pale with fear, their bodies trembling, as terror-filled eyes to the utmost degree met in a gaze.

"Hiss!" Everyone in the conference room, without exception, watched in astonishment as Lin Wenhong and Chang Yufeng were hoisted into the air by an unseen force, even President Feng and Tang Yiyuan were no exception.

"Does this skill suffice?" Ge Dongxu asked, looking coldly at the two men.

"Enough! Enough! Enough!" The two men trembled all over, lips quivering as they replied.