Lin Tian visited Zhao Xuefeng's house previously, so he was quite familiar with the layout of the rooms.
Last ti, he stayed in the guest room, which was right across from the study.
Lin Tian gently knocked on the study door twice, and Zhao Qingtang's voice ca from inside, "Co in."
Her voice was still as sweet as a nightingale, soft and gentle.
If she were an ugly woman, the re sound of that voice in the dark would be enough to get soone's blood pumping, not to ntion she's quite attractive.
Lin Tian pushed the door open and went in, finding Zhao Qingtang holding a pen and absorbed in her writing, completely unaware of his presence.
A large desk was covered with folders and two computers.
Zhao Xuefeng's ho's study was also rather impressive, packed with books despite its small size. Most of the books were dical and neatly categorized.
Ancient dicine, Western dicine. Psychology, internal dicine, surgery. Neurology, psychology, orthopedics...
Aside from modern printed books, the study also had a small shelf filled with ancient books wrapped in brocade cases.
Curious, Lin Tian wandered over and picked up a book to browse.
It was all in traditional Chinese characters, and each line was as difficult as classical Chinese; to soone unfamiliar with dicine, reading it would be like deciphering an ancient script.
But Lin Tian could understand it perfectly. Moreover, he noticed that the contents of this ancient book were also in "Tyrant Emperor's Record," already vividly etched in his mind.
At so unknown mont, Zhao Qingtang had raised her head, watching Lin Tian's back, suddenly saying, "Those are Grandpa's most cherished ancient books, many of them are original manuscripts, very precious."
Lin Tian put down the ancient book and turned back, asking, "Have you read all of these?"
"Of course, I've read every book in this room." Zhao Qingtang said with a bit of pride.
"You're quite the academic whiz." Lin Tian chuckled lightly, unimpressed. After all, the knowledge in his mind far surpassed what this room held.
The dical knowledge in Lin Tian's head, along with countless formulas and prescriptions, could be considered the most comprehensive in the world.
However, there were still so rare isolated works he hadn't seen, like the Hua Tuo's dical book burned by Cao Cao's jailers, which contained the Anesthetic Powder recipe and surgical information.
That was the dical field's greatest loss.
Zhao Qingtang interlocked her fingers beneath her chin, gazing at Lin Tian and asking, "Why are you here?"
"I ca for a free al, of course. But your grandmother said I should give you so guidance." Saying this, Lin Tian had already walked toward the desk.
"Guidance for ?"
Zhao Qingtang's beautiful eyes flashed, and her delicate eyebrows nearly shot up. Seeing Lin Tian's smug look, she recalled the embarrassing incident in the guest room last ti.
This annoying guy actually spanked her!
Luckily, this fellow drank himself into oblivion and couldn't rember anything.
"Little brother, don't think you're so great just because Grandpa praised you a few tis. Rember, there's always a higher mountain, soone better than you out there..."
After finishing, Zhao Qingtang snorted heavily, her lips curving with an indescribable cuteness.
Lin Tian stood behind Zhao Qingtang, looking at her speech manuscript, titled "On the Advantages of Ancient dicine Systems"!
Seeing this title, Lin Tian imdiately understood, this girl wanted to fulfill Zhao Xuefeng's wishes by suppressing Western dicine.
"Can I take a look at your speech manuscript?"
"Sure."
Zhao Qingtang stood up, offering the chair to him. Since her manuscript was on the computer, it was inconvenient for Lin Tian to view it standing.
Lin Tian didn't decline, casually sitting down.
The chair was an ergonomic one, its cushioning still warm; when Lin Tian sat down, he could catch a light fragrance, which was Zhao Qingtang's scent.
The bottom of the Word docunt displayed the total word count: 6894 words.
Not a lot for a speech manuscript.
With his hand on the mouse, Lin Tian began to browse.
Right at the beginning, the topic was addressed; Zhao Qingtang's speech manuscript initially explains the significance of ancient dicine in the dical field, which is foundational for the Celestial Dragon Continent people!
Then, she moves into the main the, covering acupuncture and massage to cupping...
Each ancient dical diagnosis thod is thoroughly detailed. The writing style is skilfully handled, without avoiding any issues, clearly stating strengths and weaknesses.
The title is "On the Advantages of Ancient dicine Systems," and the text indeed follows this the. It even incorporates so obscure theoretical knowledge, so of which Lin Tian and Zhao Xuefeng had discussed.
Clearly, Zhao Xuefeng also reviewed and helped edit the manuscript.
One could say, it was already quite perfect.
Now, Zhao Qingtang was only making the speech even more perfect. To let it shine brightly at the ancient dicine summit; to inspire listeners and awaken minds!
After Lin Tian finished reading, Zhao Qingtang gently curved her lips, saying with so pride, "How does it read? Isn't it great?"
With his feet on the ground, Lin Tian spun the chair to face Zhao Qingtang, smilingly said, "It's written well."
"Just well?" Zhao Qingtang's eyebrows furrowed slightly.
"Do you want my honest opinion?"
"Of course!" Zhao Qingtang looked at Lin Tian earnestly, waiting to be praised.
"The truth is... the article is well-written, but it's too boring for , it doesn't captivate !"
"What?"
Zhao Qingtang's lively eyes widened, her lips slightly parted, staring at Lin Tian in disbelief.
This article was her painstaking effort, revised over two months. Even Grandpa praised it endlessly.
And this jerk actually called it boring!
Zhao Qingtang felt like her little volcano was about to erupt!
"Don't you find it boring?"
"?" Zhao Qingtang pointed her fair finger at her own nose.
Zhao Qingtang was anxious, "Tell , where exactly is my article boring?"
How could she not be upset? This article could easily make it to the front page of the best dical journals worldwide.
"Hold on, sit down, have a cup of tea, and listen to slowly." Lin Tian gestured with his hands, trying to calm Zhao Qingtang down.
"I can't wait! Hurry up! If your reasoning doesn't hold, I'll use your blood to honor my writing!" Zhao Qingtang said coldly, then snorted heavily again.
It was clear she was genuinely upset, even worse than the ti Lin Tian spanked her!
"It's true your article is well-written, it references classics, but it lacks a lethal edge."
"Lacks a lethal edge?"
"What's the title of your article?"
"Are you blind? 'On the Advantages of Ancient dicine Systems.'"
"Advantages an comparison with what?"
"Of course with Western dicine."
"That's why, in your article, not a single word about Western dicine is ntioned. You should avoid focusing solely on ancient dicine, but also highlight the shortcomings of Western dicine. Turn each word into a blade, a word with blood; let the sentences be knives that pierce Western dicine till it's riddled with holes!"
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