910: Clash between Chinese and Western!
(Fifth Update) 910: Clash between Chinese and Western!
(Fifth Update) Ye Qiu’s Chinese dicine seminar continued to create waves around the globe.
Nurous Western dical experts were preparing to travel to China, intending to compete with Chinese dicine.
These Western dical scholars naturally did not want their field of expertise to be overshadowed by Chinese dicine, as it was the foundation of their career and self-worth.
Ye Qiu was unaware of how many people were heading his way.
At this mont, Capital City’s upper echelons were also abuzz with discussions about Ye Qiu’s achievents in Chinese dicine.
After all, Ye Qiu was now a prominent figure whose every move attracted significant attention, especially given the conflict between Chinese and Western dicine.
Not ntioning international matters, even within China, many visitors had co knocking in recent days—senior veterans in Chinese dicine who had devoted decades to its study.
They had spontaneously ford an alliance to support Ye Qiu in his mission to promote Chinese dicine.
This situation caught the hospital director off guard.
Naturally, he welcod these veteran practitioners with open arms, and the Capital City’s central hospital was soon bustling with veteran Chinese dicine practitioners, all personally received by the director.
Ye Qiu did not return to the Fengshan Villa, primarily because he didn’t wish to be caught between Lin Qiao’er and Caroline.
That kind of life would be unbearable.
After several days of Ye Qiu’s absence, upon seeing television reports about him promoting Chinese dicine, the two won realized that Ye Qiu had been preoccupied with these matters.
Of course, the clever duo soon deduced that Ye Qiu was deliberately avoiding them.
“Hmph, that guy!
He has desires but no guts.
Having two stunning beauties at ho, yet he doesn’t co back?
If it were another man, he’d already be running ho with joy,” Lin Qiao’er grumbled, sounding like a disgruntled wife.
Who could’ve imagined that the lovestruck Lin Qiao’er was completely different from her usual self—even her fiery temper had softened.
Soon, Lin Qiao’er and Caroline reached an agreent: no more fighting.
They decided to compete peacefully.
Since Ye Qiu wasn’t coming back, they might as well take the initiative themselves.
In the hospital, Ye Qiu was busy discussing various difficult cases in Chinese dicine with the veteran practitioners.
Although his dical skills were exceptional, he still learned a lot from these elders who had spent their lives studying Chinese dicine.
The veteran practitioners held deep admiration for Ye Qiu’s insights into Chinese dicine.
In any industry, the accomplished are revered as teachers.
Despite Ye Qiu’s youth, even the elder practitioners respectfully addressed him as “Teacher.”
Ye Qiu was humble and did not act superior.
He referred to himself as “Little Ye” and mingled amicably with the veteran practitioners.
During this ti, Ye Qiu discussed various herbs with them.
When the veteran practitioners learned of Ye Qiu’s intent to collect aged dicinal herbs, many generously offered their assistance, contributing so of their treasured stock.
According to these elders, they had learned much from Ye Qiu about Chinese dicine, and so issues they had struggled with for years were resolved thanks to him.
They saw these donations as a form of tuition.
Ye Qiu expressed his gratitude to each of them and collected a batch of dicinal herbs—enough to refine several batches of elixirs.
In today’s world, gathering adequate dicinal ingredients was no easy task.
Ye Qiu had no choice but to rely on these veteran practitioners for help.
Soon, Western dical experts from various countries arrived in China, eager to exchange ideas on dical skills with Ye Qiu.
Of course, such exchanges were not limited to re verbal discussions but involved direct competition in dical expertise.
The hospital director was under great pressure.
He promptly sought out Ye Qiu and explained the intentions of these arriving Western dical experts.
“Western dicine is currently the mainstream in the dical field.
This ti, their rise poses the greatest obstacle—naturally stemming from these foreign Western experts and scholars.”
“However, their journey across thousands of miles to challenge with Western dicine—not only does it hinder the developnt of Chinese dicine, but it also proves their deeper fears of Chinese dicine, their fear ingrained into their very bones,” Ye Qiu remarked calmly.
Ye Qiu had conducted thorough research on Western dicine.
While its efficiency was undeniable, he personally leaned toward Chinese dicine.
In his view, neither Western dicine’s efficacy nor its cultural depth could compare to Chinese dicine.
Most importantly, Chinese dicine offered not just cures but also holistic health maintenance, enhancing the body’s functionality and strength—sothing Western dicine was incapable of achieving.
Western dicine had a history spanning rely a few hundred years, whereas Chinese dicine’s developnt was intricately interwoven with China’s history for thousands of years—lengths Western dicine could never rival.
This historical richness was a major reason Western dicine feared Chinese dicine: in terms of heritage, Chinese dicine overwhelmingly surpassed Western dicine.
Today, Western dicine may have risen to prominence, boasting many achievents, but in comparison to Chinese dicine, there were still nurous areas where it fell short.
“So, should we accept their challenge or not?” the director asked.
“Even if we wanted to refuse now, we couldn’t.
The entire Chinese dicine community is watching us—there’s no turning back,” Ye Qiu replied helplessly.
He was soone who despised complications.
Though he had anticipated troubles in reviving Chinese dicine, he hadn’t expected them to co so quickly.
Since he had chosen this path, he wouldn’t back down.
With his expertise in Chinese dicine, he feared no challenge.
“Understood.
This battle might not fully restore Chinese dicine’s reputation, but it will certainly change many people’s perceptions and understanding of it,” the director said.
“The road ahead is long and arduous…” Ye Qiu sighed.
Capital City, Carlton Hotel.
Inside a luxurious suite.
Michael, one of Europe’s top doctors, was world-renowned for his dical expertise.
His anger brought him to China—provoked by the video of soone promoting Chinese dicine.
In Michael’s view, this challenged his beliefs.
For Michael, Western dicine was the most effective treatnt thod in the world.
Chinese dicine was rely a therapeutic system recognized by China alone.
Globally, Western dicine enjoyed the broadest acceptance.
As for acupuncture, therapy, herbal decoctions, and other practices of Chinese dicine, Michael considered them a joke.
Michael firmly denied the existence of vital energy pathways, pulse patterns, and other concepts in Chinese dicine, dismissing them as fabrications by the Chinese to deceive the world.
Michael had co to China to unmask the so-called fraud of Chinese dicine and to show the world that Western dicine was the most effective and scientific treatnt thod, while everything outside of Western dicine was pseudoscience and re superstition.
“Professor Michael, the young Chinese dicine practitioner has accepted our challenge,” a beautiful woman entered the room, reporting to Michael.
“Good.
I’ve noted that,” Michael said, his eyes lighting up.
The fact that the young man hadn’t refused pleased him; now, he wouldn’t need to waste too much ti in China.
“I’ll defeat you using science, allowing the entire world to see that Western dicine is the premier treatnt thod.
Any dical theories outside of Western dicine are re pseudoscience!” Michael said, swirling the wine glass in his hand before placing it slowly on the table.
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