Seeing the constipated expression on the face of the official representative of the American delegation, Ding Ning was secretly pleased.
Of course, Ding Ning knew very well that Catherine's support for traditional Chinese medicine was actually her personal intention.
However, she was very smart and played a word game to change the concept.
First, she welcomed the experts and scholars from all over the world as the president of the World Medical Association, and then she clearly pointed out the important position of traditional Chinese medicine in the international medical community, which made it easy for people to misunderstand that the World Medical Association had recognized the international status of traditional Chinese medicine.
In fact, because of the translation, those foreigners did not understand that Catherine said traditional Chinese medicine instead of traditional Chinese medicine.
The language of Shenzhou was broad and profound, and in fact, it could be interpreted by the language of barbarians.
Traditional Chinese medicine.
Traditional Chinese medicine.
The difference of one word, but the concept was completely different.
Western interest groups had been desperately suppressing traditional Chinese medicine in recent years, but they did not reject traditional Chinese medicine. Even many Western countries were developing and promoting various forms of Chinese patent medicine made from Chinese herbal medicine as raw materials.
Therefore, Catherine seemed to support traditional Chinese medicine, but in fact, she left room for maneuver in her words. Even if she was attacked by the World Medical Association because of these words in the future, she could defend herself confidently.
Ding Ning secretly praised his wife for being sly and cunning, but he liked Catherine even more.
After all, the World Medical Association was not united. Catherine had just taken over the position of president not long ago and had not stabilized her position at all. Therefore, even if she set up a language trap, she also had to bear great pressure, which was tantamount to declaring war with the entire Western interest group.
Looking at Catherine, who spoke with fervor and assurance on the rostrum, Ding Ning murmured in his heart, "Catherine, with your good intentions, I won't let you be in the eye of the storm. Don't worry, I will use practical actions to prove to everyone that your judgment is correct."
Mr. Hu and the other two were so excited that they burst into tears. They subconsciously straightened their chests with a solemn look on their faces.
They had been waiting for the day that traditional Chinese medicine was recognized by the international medical community for too long.
Although they were very clear that there was still a long way to go for traditional Chinese medicine to stand on the top of the world again, they firmly believed that with today's good start, that day would not be too far away.
Compared to the extremely intense resentment of the official representatives of the United States delegation, most of the medical experts did not overreact and were able to maintain a calm state of mind.
After all, most of them were true scholars. In their hearts, there was no international or factional difference in medicine. As long as they could make outstanding contributions to human medicine, they would accept them wholeheartedly.
In fact, with their current status, they were still willing to participate in the Medical Exchange Summit for two reasons. First, they were semi-mandatory invitations from the government, so it was not easy for them to refuse. Second, they really had a strong interest in the Chinese Medicine anesthesia theory about the existence of meridians in The Lancet, so they came with an attitude of seeking confirmation.
Therefore, when Catherine finished her eloquent speech and announced the official opening of the International Medical Summit and the beginning of the first agenda of the Medical Exchange Summit, an American medical expert was the first to stand up, bow slightly to Ding Ning, and ask in English, "Hello, Mr. Ding Ning. I've read the article about the meridians in The Lancet. Although it seems to be very reasonable in theory, I still have a lot of … well, the principles that I don't understand. So, I want to experience it myself and witness the existence of meridians. Is that okay?"
After that, the medical representative motioned to the interpreter beside him to translate for Ding Ning.
When the interpreter was about to speak, Ding Ning stood up and waved his hand.
He waved his hand and bowed slightly to show his respect. Then, he said in fluent English, "Of course, Professor Karu."
Professor Karu raised his eyebrows in surprise. It seemed that he did not expect Ding Ning to speak English so well. He stretched out his hand and made a gesture of "please" in a gentlemanly manner.
All the cameras instantly focused on the two of them, and it was broadcasted to the world. Countless people sat in front of their televisions to watch this historic moment.
Although many people did not know who Professor Karu was, with the existence of Baidu, they could search for his information as long as they typed in keywords.
He was a top expert in the medical field who won the Nobel Prize in Physiology or Medicine for discovering the way that malaria parasites could be transmitted into the human body through the Anopheles mosquito. Many people who were not familiar with him instantly knew who he was, and their gazes became passionate.
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In the main hall of the castle on Paradise Island, all the women gathered together. Even Luo Xue, who had always been the most professional, did not go to the dining hall. Instead, she watched the live broadcast on the big screen with her sisters.
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In the No. 2 villa of Shengshi Huating, the heater was turned on. Song Ziyi, who was dressed in silk pajamas, leaned lazily on the sofa. She was about to put a piece of prawn into her mouth when she saw Ding Ning calmly walking toward Professor Karu with a confident smile on the television screen. She subconsciously sat up straight and forgot to eat the prawn. She held her breath and watched the development of the situation nervously.
Although she knew that Ding Ning was a person with excellent medical skills, she still couldn't help but worry about him. After all, this was a global live broadcast. If something went wrong, he would be disgraced. The image of a miracle-working doctor he had worked so hard to build would collapse in an instant, and he would lose all his standing and reputation.
No, why was she worried about this annoying guy?
Song Ziyi suddenly realized that she was a little confused. Didn't she hate him? Why was she worried about him?
Thinking of the bet that Yang Mi had made with her, she blushed inexplicably. She stuffed the prawn into her mouth angrily and chewed, trying to find an excuse for herself in her heart.
It was impossible for her to fall in love with him. It was just that he was the male lead, and we were partners. If he embarrassed himself, he would definitely be unable to recover, and it would affect the rest of the filming.
Yes, that was it.
Song Ziyi soon found a suitable excuse for herself confidently and continued to worry about Ding Ning with a clear conscience.
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In the office of Mu Qing's advertising assistant, Liu Yingying sat on a chair with a pen in her hand. She seemed to be working, but in fact, she was nervously watching the live broadcast on the computer.
This was the first time that she had been absent-minded during working hours. Although the live broadcast would be partially delayed, she could not watch the live broadcast on TV during working hours.
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In the office of the Publicity Department of the Ninghai City Government, the office table was covered with documents. Du Yuewen pretended to read the documents and absent-mindedly chatted with her colleagues, but her eyes lingered on the live broadcast on the computer.
Unfortunately, because it was working hours, she could not play the sound and could only watch the online subtitles, which made her feel a little regretful.
Looking at that familiar yet strange figure, Du Yuewen seemed to have thought of something, and a shy blush appeared on her face.
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In the legal department of Tiangong Media.
Cui Yin sat upright in front of his desk. He stared at the computer screen intently as he wrote rapidly.
The members of the legal team beside him secretly praised him in their hearts. Minister Cui's skills were so strong that he could directly draft documents on the computer without even looking at them.
If they got closer, they might find that the paper on Minister Cui's desk was not a document at all. It was densely repeated.
There were only two words: Ding Ning, Ding Ning, Ding Ning …
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In the president's office of Korea's Samsung Consortium, Lee Eunhui did not sit in the luxurious office chair that symbolized power as usual.
Instead, she sat on the sofa, turned on the LED LCD TV with a large screen, and watched the live broadcast with relish.
For this reason, for the first time in her life, she willfully canceled all meetings and business talks and refused to be disturbed by anyone, which puzzled the president's assistant, Kim Youhee. Did the president break up and want to be alone?
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The Caspian Sea.
This Caspian Sea was not the Caspian Sea marked on the conventional map, but a place similar to a secret realm.
In the middle of the boundless sea, there was a lonely island.
If you looked closely, you would find that this island was full of all kinds of strange buildings.
It was strange because these buildings had very different styles. There were modern architectural styles, and there were completely retro antique buildings.
In the center of this island, there was a mountain peak, on which stood palace-like buildings.
What was shocking was that the architectural style of these buildings was different from any building on Earth. Even the material was made of a kind of translucent crystal-like material. Under the sunlight, it shone beautifully, just like the East Sea Dragon Palace.
In the center of the building complex was a towering crystal palace.
At this moment, a dignified middle-aged man with a mermaid pattern embroidered on his chest was sitting on a spacious chair. Rubbing his temples with a headache, he grumbled with resentment, "Old Grimm, do you think Angel has become ambitious after going out for a trip? Why does he insist on installing some network television in our island? He even keeps saying that we have to be in line with the international standards. Does our Atlantis need to be in line with the international standards?"
"Master, Miss grew up on the island and rarely had the opportunity to go out. This trip has broadened her horizons. I think Miss is at the age where everything is fresh. Although our Atlantis doesn't need to connect with the secular world, since we live in this place, it's good to know more."
Old Grimm stood aside respectfully and said in a low voice with his head down.
His heart was filled with helplessness. He clearly knew that the relationship between Miss and Ding Ning was not normal, but he did not dare to tell the clan leader. If the clan leader knew that his precious daughter's soul had not only been taken away by someone, but she was also likely to lose her virginity, wouldn't he be so angry that he would directly go berserk?
"That's true. Sigh, forget it. Let her be. Although the people of this secular world are boring, some things still need to be understood."
The middle-aged man compromised helplessly, and then asked gloomily, "This time you accompanied Angel to participate in the World Martial Artists Convention. Did you really not find the turning point that the astrologer mentioned?"
Old Grimm shook his head with a bitter face and said, "Forgive me for being ignorant, but I really didn't see where the turning point is."
"Is it because the time is not right?"
The middle-aged man touched his chin and said with a thoughtful face.
Old Grimm was silent, but he couldn't express the bitterness in his heart. In fact, this trip was not without any gains. At least, the master was likely to have a grandson.
He faintly felt that the turning point of the master's bloodline might come true here. As long as Miss was pregnant with a boy, the embarrassing situation of this bloodline having no successor would be easily solved. It would not matter even if the secret of Miss dressing up as a man was exposed.
But it was not nice to say it. He really couldn't guarantee that the master would not tear him apart in rage after he said it. Therefore, it was better to play dumb.
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