Urban Miracle Doctor
Chapter 273 - 273 273 Can't Accept A Fool As A Disciple

273: Chapter 273: Can’t Accept A Fool As A Disciple 273: Chapter 273: Can’t Accept A Fool As A Disciple By the time Qin Han was ready to leave, those who had been sitting in the corner approached him with rapid strides.

“Dr.

Qin, I hope you’ve been well!” Wang Xianzhi said as he led the way.

Only then did Qin Han look over and recognized Wang Xianzhi, who he had met once before, as Old Jiang’s personal physician.

He nodded slightly and said indifferently, “Mr.

Wang, hello.”

“Dr.

Qin, these are experts from the capital who have come especially to visit you,” Wang Xianzhi said with a smile.

Before Qin Han could speak, an elder in the crowd said dispassionately, “It’s not exactly a deliberate visit; Xianzhi is putting it too strongly.”

“This is Vice President Pei Yuancan of the Beijing TCM Association,” Wang Xianzhi introduced somewhat awkwardly but sighed inwardly.

Pei Yuancan was good in many ways, with superb medical skills and a straightforward personality, but he looked down on outsiders and this often offended many people.

If it were not for his own medical expertise, he probably would have been squeezed out of the TCM Association long ago.

Qin Han didn’t say much, only nodding politely.

After all, there wouldn’t be much interaction in the future.

“Was that hemostatic powder developed by you?

It must be an inherited prescription, right?” Pei Yuancan stepped forward and looked at Qin Han with a somewhat aggressive tone.

Qin Han’s eyebrows furrowed slightly.

It seemed like this was the first time he was meeting him, so why was he being so impolite right from the start?

Then, Qin Han said to Wang Xianzhi, “Mr.

Wang, there are still some matters at the clinic that I need to attend to, so I will take my leave now.

We can talk another day.”

Having said that, Qin Han left without looking back.

Zhu Muchun had to come forward and smooth things over, saying, “I’m sorry, everyone, Dr.

Qin has many patients at his clinic and he was able to give this lecture only by taking the time out of his busy schedule.

He must be in a hurry to go back to see his patients.”

Of course, Zhu Muchun said this to put Qin Han in a good light, knowing well Qin Han’s temperament; someone who was indifferent to fame and disliked socializing, especially since the experts from the capital had been somewhat rude upon arrival.

There was only one reason, Qin Han didn’t want to meet these people.

“Of course, of course, patients are the most important!” another elder expert said with a smile.

The elder who had suggested that the hemostatic powder was an inherited prescription snorted and said, “Humph, I think he just didn’t want to see us.

Getting a little success and his tail is up in the air.”

“Old Pei, when will you ever change your temper?

Speaking like that, who would want to see us?

Don’t always look at the world with suspicion,” Shen Wanshan, the President of the Beijing TCM Association, said with a furrowed brow upon hearing this.

“Experts, why don’t we go to the First Hospital to take a look at the patients whom Dr.

Qin treated with the hemostatic powder,” Zhu Muchun said, trying to mediate the situation again.

Having no choice, the group headed to the First Hospital.

After arriving at the hospital and observing the recovery of the patients, and watching the treatment video led by Zhong Meimei, they were surprised to find that it was Qin Han and Zhu Muchun who had performed the craniotomy.

Pei Yuancan questioned, “Isn’t he a practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine?”

“Who told you that TCM practitioners can’t perform surgery?” Shen Wanshan retorted discontentedly.

After the group finished watching the entire surgery video, they all praised sincerely, “Dr.

Qin is truly a medical genius.

Not only is his knowledge of TCM theory profound, but the surgery was also performed exceptionally well.”

“Indeed, with just this surgery, he could be ranked among the world’s top physicians, not to mention he also has the identity of a TCM practitioner.”

“As the old saying goes, ‘The new waves of the Yangtze River push forward the old waves.’ We are becoming old, haha!”

“This is what we call the rise of the next generation!”

“Concluding so quickly based just on one surgery is premature, isn’t it?

You always believe in others too easily,” Pei Yuancan commented on the side.

However, everyone ignored him; after so many decades of acquaintance, they were all too familiar with Pei Yuancan’s temper.

Zhong Meimei was about to walk out of the viewing room with the USB drive containing the surgery video when Shen Wanshan spoke up, “Young lady, could you copy that surgical footage for me?”

Hearing this, Zhong Meimei glanced at Zhu Muchun, and after seeing the director nod, she sweetly replied, “Of course, just give me a moment!”

Qin’s clinic.

By the time Qin Han returned to the clinic, he immediately immersed himself in seeing patients.

It was already five in the afternoon, and if he didn’t help Zhang Henian with the consultations, they probably wouldn’t finish until seven in the evening.

After sending off the last patient, Qin Han and Zhang Henian both sighed in relief.

Zhang Henian slowly stood up, pounding his waist with his left hand.

Seeing this, Zhang Yalin immediately went over to massage his back.

After all, Zhang Henian wasn’t young anymore, and sitting for such long periods during consultations was bound to cause back discomfort.

Qin Han looked at Zhang Henian with envy, then turned to look at Zhong Yuanliang, only to find Zhong Yuanliang sitting at the doorway playing with his phone, and he shook his head helplessly.

It seemed that one be selective when taking disciples in the future, definitely couldn’t take on another fool.

Seeing this, Number Three kicked Zhong Yuanliang’s foot.

Zhong Yuanliang looked up in confusion and asked, “Why did you kick me?”

Number Four and the others all rolled their eyes, incredulous, and said, “How did someone with your intelligence reach the peak of martial arts?”

“A rare genius!” Zhong Yuanliang said, smugly.

“Get lost!” they chorused.

Observing everyone’s tired faces, Qin Han suddenly said, “Everyone has worked hard these past few days.

How about we go out for dinner tonight?

Number Four and the others have been here a while; we’ve been so busy that we haven’t even welcomed them properly.”

“I’ll book the restaurant!” said Zhong Yuanliang as soon as Qin Han finished speaking, and before he even finished speaking, he was already out of the clinic.

“Yalin, do you want to change boyfriends?” Qin Han said lightly.

Zhang Yalin laughed so hard she doubled over and said cheerfully, “No need, no need, I don’t like them too smart.”

Qin Han called Song Yuwei to tell them about the dinner, only to be informed that she and Xiang Xiao had to work overtime.

Hearing that Xiang Xiao had to work overtime, Number Three’s eyes lit up.

“Shouldn’t you be inseparable from Xiang Xiao right now?

Why are you so happy she has to work late?” Qin Han asked, puzzled.

“I can drink tonight!” Number Three said flatly.

“…”

Everyone closed the clinic’s doors and headed straight for the restaurant.

During the meal, Qin Han teased Zhang Yalin and Zhong Yuanliang asking when they were going to get married.

Zhang Yalin turned her head to look at Zhong Yuanliang, who grimaced and said, “We’re still very young; there’s plenty of time…”

“*Cough cough!*” Zhang Henian coughed softly from the side.

“Mr.

Zhang, getting married means having kids, and we’re only in our twenties, too early for that.

Let us be free a little longer,” Zhong Yuanliang said, embarrassed.

“Hmph, he still hasn’t let Mr.

Zhong know about our relationship,” Zhang Yalin said, also dissatisfied.

“That’s not right.

No matter how ugly, you still have to meet the parents, right?” Number Eight teased, smiling.

“Even food can’t shut you up.

You’re the ugly one,” retorted Zhang Yalin, throwing a dessert from the table at Number Eight, only to have him effortlessly catch it and toss it into his mouth.

Seeing this, Zhang Yalin, annoyed, pushed Zhong Yuanliang and said, “You hit him for me!”

“They’re brothers; I can’t do it…” Zhong Yuanliang said, tongue-tied.

This prompted a round of laughter from everyone, and Zhang Henian also looked at Zhong Yuanliang with a smile on his face.

He was quite satisfied with Zhong Yuanliang; if Yuanliang had been too cunning, he really wouldn’t have felt at ease.

Although Zhang Yalin appeared crude, her heart was actually very pure.