Urban Miracle Doctor
Chapter 355 - 355 355 Assessment

355: Chapter 355 Assessment 355: Chapter 355 Assessment Qin Han lacked interest in such purely academic exchanges, even feeling rather sleepy, after all, he was not made of iron.

Though he claimed he wasn’t tired, let’s not forget that even oxen can work themselves to death.

Just as Qin Han was nodding off, he heard a voice coming from the stage:

“Actually, our main purpose for this visit is twofold, one is to meet Mr.

Qin Han, the creator of the hemostatic powder, and the other is to assess whether Traditional Chinese Medicine meets the standards for joining the sun-never-sets empire’s Royal Medical Association.”

“Because before our visit, Vice-President Bruce had suggested that the Royal Medical Association should absorb a group of doctors from the Dragon Nation practicing Traditional Chinese Medicine.”

Hearing this, Qin Han couldn’t help but look up and saw that the speaker was a foreign doctor wearing glasses.

Little did he expect Bruce to actually consider the idea of incorporating Traditional Chinese Medicine into the Royal Medical Association, which must be said, showed Bruce was indeed a smart man.

It also spoke to the man’s character; anything that could be useful to medicine, he would embrace without hesitation.

Qin Han had seen too many question others out of concern for their own reputation.

“To be honest, after witnessing the miraculous effects of the hemostatic powder at the First Hospital yesterday, I think that the contributions of doctors from any country to medicine are invaluable,” he said.

“But I still hope to see something substantive!”

Qin Han frowned, always feeling that this foreign doctor had an ulterior motive with his words.

Although they sounded cordial on the surface, they hid a layer of critique.

“Doctor Carl, how do you expect to see something substantive?” Bruce asked, furrowing his brows.

Sun Pinghui’s face showed some displeasure.

He initially disagreed with this so-called exchange meeting, but the First Hospital required not only Traditional Chinese Medicine but also Western medical technology.

That’s why he had agreed to this exchange, also wishing for these young ones to learn from each other and improve themselves.

But something about Carl seemed amiss.

“Vice-President Bruce, I mean no offense, I merely wish to witness the medical skills of the Dragon Nation.

You know I am stringent when it comes to medical science,” Carl said calmly.

“In fact, I have brought a patient whom I am at a loss to treat.

I also hoped that through this exchange meeting, we might find a way to cure him.”

Upon hearing this, Bruce was taken aback and then spoke somewhat angrily, “Doctor Carl, this is an academic exchange between the never-setting sun and the Dragon Nation, no place for your foolishness.

Why didn’t you discuss the patient’s situation with me before coming here?”

When Bruce finished speaking, silence fell over the venue.

It was evident to all that this delegation from the never-setting sun was not exactly harmonious.

After a while, Carl sighed and said, “Vice-President Bruce, and all the future medical elites present here, I have no intention of provoking conflict between our nations’ medical practices.

I’ve always been meticulous about medical science.

If the patient can recover, it would not only prove that Traditional Chinese Medicine conforms to the standards of the Royal Medical Association but also heal the patient.

Wouldn’t that be wonderful?”

At these words, Bruce nodded and smiled, “As for Doctor Carl, he is a person with a foul and stubborn temper, but his rigor in medicine is well acknowledged.

Once, when a witch doctor from Africa wanted to join the Medical Association, he spent an entire year in Africa to investigate.

Though eventually, he allowed the witch doctor to join the Association.”

Bruce also realized then that Carl indeed did not want to incite controversy, but was concerned about curing Dirac’s disease here and worried about giving Traditional Chinese Medicine an unfair advantage.

Upon hearing this, Sun Pinghui and Zhu Muchun exchanged glances, feeling a bit displeased.

These things should have been communicated with them in advance.

Why insist on bringing them up at the conference?

It puts them in a very difficult position!

“Then, Dr.

Carl, please bring out the patient.

We can exchange ideas in front of my students.

Whether it’s traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine, the best outcome is curing the patient, and incidentally, it’s a learning opportunity for the children.”

Sun Pinghui said indifferently.

The students below all showed Sun Pinghui a friendly smile.

For the honorary dean of the Traditional Chinese Medicine University, they were very familiar with him.

He had devoted his life to medicine and taught the students as if they were his own children.

“Dr.

Carl, please bring out the patient!” Bruce said to Dr.

Carl.

Carl nodded and looked around at everyone present.

He spoke softly, “Actually, the patient is my son!”

After Carl finished speaking, Bruce stood up abruptly.

“Carl, Steven’s condition is absolutely incurable!

You’re not just trying to make things difficult, are you?”

“No, Vice-President Bruce, let me give it a try.

If there’s still no way in this miraculous ancient country of the East, I will have no regrets,” Carl said indifferently, and continued to address all the teachers and students:

“I am a doctor, but I am also a father.

Please forgive me for using my selfishness as a test.”

Having said that, he bowed deeply to the teachers and students below the stage.

Qin Han nodded; he now understood that Dr.

Carl indeed harbored no ill intentions.

Because in his previous life, Qin Han knew that although the Royal Medical Association was established in a never-setting empire, it was an international organization that encompassed the medical skills and cultures of many countries.

Therefore, the Association’s examination for member countries wanting to join was very strict.

At Carl’s signal, his assistant wheeled in a person slowly into the venue.

Qin Han fixed his gaze and saw a young man in his twenties on the wheelchair, with a sallow complexion, listless spirit, and hollow eyes staring blankly ahead.

When the young man was wheeled into the venue, a look of deep concern filled Dr.

Carl’s eyes.

It was the look of a father gazing at his child, regardless of whether they are a few years old, a teenager, or in their twenties; to a father, they are always a child.

“Four months ago, Steven found that he could not sleep normally.

At first, he could fall asleep with some sleeping medicines, but in the later stages, he needed to be treated with sedatives to sleep.

Recently, he’s unable to sleep regardless of the medication used.”

As Steven was pushed onto the stage, Dr.

Carl discussed Steven’s condition.

“During that time, the best neurologists in the Royal Medical Association treated Steven but failed.

All examinations showed that Steven’s brain nerves were completely normal, with absolutely no signs of disease.”

“Dr.

Sun, thank you for your hard work!” Dr.

Carl said sincerely.

Sun Ping, as the heir of Medicine King Valley in the Dragon Nation, had already reached the top ten in traditional Chinese medicine, and the only difference from the number one ranked national medical expert was in the method of prescribing medicine.

Of course, that’s assuming he’s not being compared with Qin Han.