In the past, Xi Liang had always felt that his TCM was dispensable. Although he could treat illnesses, the treatment cycle was too long, the medicine was too cheap, or some illnesses didn't require medicine. Acupuncture, scraping, or cupping could resolve them.
And in this economic era where time was being snatched, he was clearly the one who wasn't welcomed! The patients complained that he was slow, and the hospital complained that he wasn't earning money. Therefore, he was severely lacking patients! The outcome was that he didn't have a sense of social identity or a sense of accomplishment. Without anything, there was no meaning to it. Every time he sat in front of his desk and looked at himself in the mirror, it was as though he was seeing himself a hundred years from now. He would sit here all his life, forever lacking any prospects.
However, Fangzheng's appearance seemed to light up a beacon for him, illuminating the path ahead. If he couldn't stay in the hospital, he decided to study at Mt. One Finger's One Finger Monastery.
With this in mind, Xi Liang naturally became extremely calm. He sat there silently, motionless. The only thing he regretted was that he had forgotten that the livestream had a recording function. If he had recorded everything, he wouldn't have to suffer so much! However, it was useless for him to regret it now. All he could do was silently pray and wait.
Director Chen was also somewhat curious. What did the monk say to make Xi Liang so agitated? Did he say that his hospital wasn't good or something?
At that moment, Fangzheng drank a mouthful of tea and looked at the group of reporters who were trembling in the cold wind. They were constantly stamping their feet to warm themselves up. He smiled and said, "Alright, This Penniless Monk will continue."
"Master, wait a moment. We don't understand you even after saying so much. Why don't we change to the next question?" The male reporter who had previously asked was close to tears. The monk had spoken for half an hour in one go.
And during this half an hour, everyone stood motionless in the snow-covered land with howling winds. It was truly a pleasant experience. Northeasterners all knew that the winter in the northeast could be very cold, but it wasn't cold either.
If one kept moving, jogging and jumping around for fun, they would basically be covered in sweat by the time they stopped. It would be so hot that they would want to take off their clothes.
However, if one stood there motionless, no matter how thick one's clothes were, their feet would turn colder and colder. Finally, one's feet would hurt from the cold before losing all feeling …
The reporters in front of him were in such a situation. They stood there motionless and listened to Fangzheng speak for half an hour. All of them felt their toes turn numb from the cold.
However, Fangzheng shook his head and said, "How can that do? This is just the beginning. Patron, since you have asked, This Penniless Monk has to explain clearly. Otherwise, everyone will think that This Penniless Monk is lying. If that's the case, This Penniless Monk's reputation will be ruined. "
With that said, Fangzheng ignored the man and continued speaking.
At this time, Tang Shi suddenly raised her hand and shouted, "Master, let's not talk about this for now. Let's talk about something else. It's too cold. I'm about to die … "Tang Shi stared at Fangzheng with her watery eyes, as though she was saying that she would cry if he continued.
Fangzheng looked at Jing Yan and the other reporters who had looks of yearning. He thought to himself, "It's about time. These guys can't take it any longer. There shouldn't be any problems."
Therefore, Fangzheng said, "Alright. Actually, This Penniless Monk doesn't speak much."
Everyone's faces darkened when they heard that. How could he not speak much? Then what was considered talking too much?
In the livestream room, there was a string of comments: "6666. This monk is impressive. He's very thick-skinned."
"Previous poster, don't speak nonsense. It's not that Master is thick-skinned, but that he doesn't even bring any!"
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Following that, someone asked a few questions. Fangzheng grabbed a topic and began speaking. Every time he spoke, it would take at least ten minutes. Then, the reporters who had prepared countless questions decisively gave up.
They had come in a rush, but they were finally defeated by the cold wind. They hastily packed their things and quickly retreated.
At the same time, Director Chen looked silently at Xi Liang. Xi Liang sighed. "Sigh …"
Then, Xi Liang got up and took back his cell phone. "Life."
With that said, Xi Liang turned and left.
When Director Chen saw this, he frowned slightly and said, "You can explain."
Xi Liang said with a bitter smile, "Director, I also wish to explain. But this … I have no idea how to explain it. If I have to say it, I can only say that this monk is a miracle doctor. His understanding of TCM and Western Medicine is the deepest I've ever seen. But if you want me to explain in detail, I can't. Therefore, I'll give up on explaining. "
With that said, Xi Liang opened the door and left.
Director Chen wanted to get him to stay a few times, but when he saw the calmness and hope in Xi Liang's eyes, he was stunned. He had a feeling that this fellow seemed to yearn to leave the hospital! Therefore, Director Chen didn't say a word and allowed Xi Liang to leave.
Although Xi Liang had left, Director Chen sat there in thought for a moment. Finally, he sighed and got up to chase after him. It wasn't that he had been convinced by Xi Liang, but he felt that it wasn't good to ruin a child's future with such a small mistake.
However, when the director rushed to Xi Liang's department, he realized that Xi Liang had already left. When the director saw this, he shook his head slightly. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he noticed a piece of paper at the foot of the table. It seemed to have something written on it.
For some reason, the director picked it up and casually looked at the contents. After taking a look, his eyes were locked onto the piece of paper! Furthermore, the more he looked at it, the more solemn and shocked he became!
The content on the piece of paper was the content that Xi Liang had planned on recording to cause trouble for Fangzheng. However, there wasn't much content, only about a dozen sentences. Later, he was so shocked that he forgot to record it.
As the saying goes, the layman enjoys the show, while the connoisseur recognizes the artistry. Although there were only about a dozen sentences, they were all critical and pointed to the crux of the matter. After the director finished reading, he felt as though he had seen the light. Some of the problems that he couldn't figure out in the past were instantly resolved!
After reading the dozen sentences, Director Chen let out a long sigh. Then, he looked at the seat where Xi Liang had been sitting in puzzlement. He knew very well how good Xi Liang's medical skills were. It was impossible for him to have such deep insights, so where did these words come from?
Director Chen had read all sorts of medical classics, but he had never seen anyone expound on such an incisive point of view. Could it be … Director Chen recalled what Xi Liang had said previously. With this in mind, Director Chen hurriedly returned to his office and checked all the staff's cell phone numbers. Soon, he found Xi Liang's cell phone number and called him.
Unfortunately, no one answered after a long time.
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