After almost a minute, the pulse diagnosis between the two finally ca to an end.
"Write it down, it's a good opportunity for a calligraphy competition," Han Suman suggested.
Sun Chuanrong chuckled helplessly, "Seems like you really want to win in everything against ."
Shortly after, Wu brought over two sets of calligraphy tools from Sun Chuanrong's office. These were his cherished items, he had several sets in his office.
Prepare the paper, dampen the brush, raise the brush, and start writing.
Once Han Suman ticulously finished writing, she reviewed from beginning to end to ensure nothing was missed, then nodded contentedly.
When she looked up, she found Sun Chuanrong still calmly wielding his brush with his usual composed deanor.
After a while, when the rice paper was completely filled, Sun Chuanrong put down his brush, picked up his 'work,' blew on it, and handed it to Han Suman, saying, "You still haven't changed your old habits, aged and still neglecting health. The first half is the diagnosis, the latter half is the prescription. Pay attention after you return, I wouldn't want you to die before ."
Han Suman was taken aback.
"Let see yours." Without waiting for her consent, Sun Chuanrong took the rice paper Han Suman had written on.
On the rice paper, densely packed small characters were all diagnostic notes for himself.
Written very ticulously, almost all his ailnts were recorded, with a final note 'only six hours of sleep.'
Sun Chuanrong smiled wryly, the diagnoses written on it were accurate, capturing all his ailnts precisely. Even the six hours of sleep was spot on.
Being able to deduce all these from pulse diagnosis was already quite impressive.
"Not bad, showing improvent, more detail than before," Sun Chuanrong remarked with a smile.
Han Suman also smiled, although it was a bitter one. "I still lost, didn't I?"
"You did a great job diagnosing this ti, very detailed, with many issues I hadn't noticed," Sun Chuanrong acknowledged with a smile, trusting completely in Han Suman's integrity, without needing further verification.
This was trust in a person's character and her dical expertise.
"Detailed?" Han Suman shook her head with a bitter smile, "Perhaps the diagnosis was detailed enough, but I didn't even write a prescription."
"You can't be blad, after all, you know I'm a doctor, I can tailor a suitable prescription for myself," Sun Chuanrong said.
Han Suman looked at him curiously, "But I'm a doctor too, I can prescribe for myself, why did you write one?"
"Just for comparison, maybe my prescription's better?" Sun Chuanrong replied with a smile.
Han Suman felt slightly lost and then bitterly smiled, "See, I still can't match your ticulousness. The art of pulse diagnosis depends on being ticulous. I struggled to surpass you in diagnosis, yet fell short in attention to detail. This ti, just like before, I concede willingly."
Sun Chuanrong secretly let out a breath of relief, winning this ti was really not easy. If the prescription hadn't been written, it would at most have been a draw.
Han Suman's gaze remained on the rice paper Sun Chuanrong had written, after a few glances, she said, "Seems like I still can't beat you in calligraphy either. From the mont you start writing, it's clear you're more nimble than I am."
Sun Chuanrong was not surprised by this answer at all. "In my spare ti, I like practicing this, after so many years, I've achieved so success. You've probably neglected it all these years, haven't you?"
"Not exactly, just haven't written as much as you,"
"Alright, regardless of win or lose, we're still old friends. It's getting late, let treat you to a night snack, and while we're at it, discuss your job at my hospital."
"Hmm, okay."
"Uh... how about during your two-month contract, you stay at my place?" As soon as he proposed, Sun Chuanrong regretted it, was it too abrupt?
"Your wife is at ho, isn't it inconvenient?"
"Haha, I haven't been successful in marriage, divorced quite early..."
After a pause, Sun Chuanrong continued, "If you're worried your husband might mind, I have another place near the hospital, it's quite peaceful, you can stay there."
"No problem, I'll stay at your place. I've been divorced for a long ti too."
...
Kanyue City dical University.
Yesterday was the Lantern Festival, and today the students returned to school.
As the principal, Zhao Xuefeng didn't personally oversee the students' return.
What he needed to do was prepare for tomorrow's lesson.
Even after teaching for decades, Zhao Xuefeng still maintained a certain enthusiasm for the profession.
His thod of maintaining enthusiasm was simple, staying flexible in thought, neither conservative nor rigid.
Traditional dicine is originally a course ant for learning and application, textbooks at most teach the basics.
Zhao Xuefeng needed to ensure the students engrain the cultural knowledge of traditional dicine deeply in their minds.
To be a qualified doctor in Zhao Xuefeng's view, if one couldn't pass his course, a retake was necessary.
While Zhao Xuefeng was organizing examples, his phone rang.
It was a very unfamiliar number.
He answered imdiately, as it could be a call from a student or a parent.
"Hello."
"Hello, Mr. Zhao, happy Lantern Festival."
A very scholarly voice ca through the phone, unhurried, gentle, and pleasant to the ear.
The voice was very distinctive, Zhao Xuefeng imdiately recognized it and laughed, "Is it Hua Dongxu? Oh, that's right, I haven't seen you for years, you've beco my colleague. Now, I should call you Mr. Hua."
"Haha, Mr. Zhao, you're teasing . I still rember the morable lesson you gave a few years ago." Hua Dongxu said.
Several years ago, Hua Dongxu ca to Kanyue City dical University as a student for an exchange.
The purpose of the exchange was to bridge cultural and knowledge gaps between students from two countries, foster friendship, and enhance knowledge reserves.
However, where there are people, there are dynamics.
Where there are people, there are conflicts.
The exchange culminated naturally in a debate session on the last day.
That day's debate was intense, with heated argunts... of course, it was all healthy competition.
Initially, it was a debate among students, but sohow, teachers also got involved.
Hua Dongxu, a key debater for H Country, was on the brink of success when soone with graying hair from Kanyue City dical University stood up and silenced Hua Dongxu within a few sentences.
Previous argunts established during the debate quickly crumbled.
The debate session was recorded on video, uploaded online, and shortly after, promoted to the front pages of major video platforms with top recomndation spots, and beca quite a sensation for several days.
Almost everyone, even those not versed in dicine, watched it.
Zhao Xuefeng was already renowned in the dical community, but after the video, he beca nationally famous.
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