"I've made up my mind. No matter what price I have to pay, I have to poach the head chef of this pavilion in the air."
Qiao Gensen reluctantly licked the last drop of the after-dinner wine and said resolutely.
The previous lunch box aroused his appetite, but it was not enough for him to make up his mind to poach the chef. However, after tasting the unforgettable after-dinner wine, he finally made up his mind to poach the chef of the Pavilion in the Air at any cost and bring him back to his family to be his royal chef.
If he could not taste such delicious food every day, it would be an unforgivable sin for him.
Millie Snow didn't have any objection to this. Delicious food didn't discriminate between countries. Whether it was the extremely shabby lunch box or the splendid after-dinner wine, they were all superior to those western cuisines that focused more on style and atmosphere than the taste of the food itself.
Even if she was extremely self-disciplined and never greedy for good food, she could not help but be deeply impressed.
If her brother Qiao Gensen could successfully poach the chef of the Pavilion in the Air and bring him back to his family, then she could taste such delicious food every day. For her, this was undoubtedly an extremely tempting enjoyment.
"I'll help you find out who the chef of the Pavilion in the Air is."
Sun Yaoxin spared no effort and volunteered to have the opportunity to show off in front of his sweetheart.
Although Medicine King Valley had been away from home for more than 50 years, after Shenzhou opened the door to the world, Medicine King Valley had gradually reconnected with their old friends in China over the years. In China, they still had certain contacts.
"Then I'll leave it to you."
Qiao Gensen rarely showed a smile to Sun Yaoxin, which made Sun Yaoxin's heart beat faster and his eyes full of joy.
Sun Yaozu frowned slightly and felt that it was very inappropriate. After all, this time, he and his sister came to Shenzhou without their family's knowledge. Once they used their contacts, it was likely to alarm their family.
Although he always felt ashamed that he was a Shenzhou person, the old people in Medicine King Valley had a deep sense of patriotism and never forgot that they were Shenzhou people.
This was also why, although Medicine King Valley had established a foothold abroad by relying on their extraordinary medical skills, they had never been completely accepted by the local people. This was also the main reason why Medicine King Valley's development and growth were restrained.
Once his family knew that he actually came to Shenzhou secretly and helped the Rothschild family to suppress the traditional medicine of Shenzhou, his family's reaction could be imagined.
He wanted to stop her, but when he saw the infatuated expression on his sister's face, he sighed inwardly.
Forget it. Sooner or later, I won't be able to hide it. Besides, a general can't take orders from the military. As long as I'm determined not to leave, my family can't possibly fly over to take me back. At worst, I'll just have to wait until I'm done, and I'll be punished by my family.
Sun Yaoxin was also a swift and decisive person. In order to win Jorgensen's favor, how could he care so much? He immediately made a call to his connections.
Qiao Ge Sen smiled bitterly to himself. He felt that he was really bitter. For the sake of delicacies, he had to sell his body.
But in Shenzhou, he really did not have as many connections as Sun Yaoxin. It did not mean that the Rothschild family had no connections in Shenzhou. On the contrary, those connections were very powerful.
But the problem was that these powerful connections were all in the hands of the family's higher-ups. If he, a descendant of the family, wanted to use these connections, he must have sufficient and legitimate reasons, and he must first report to the family's higher-ups for approval before he could use them. Therefore, even if he had to owe Sun Yaoxin a favor, he did not want to go through such a troublesome process to report to the family.
What's more, how could he report such a thing to the family? He could not say that he planned to use his connections in Shenzhou to poach a chef to satisfy his personal desire for good food. He believed that if he dared to say so, the family's higher-ups would definitely fly into a rage and scold him in minutes.
The children of the big families with strict rules also had their own troubles. They seemed to be glorious on the surface, but in fact, they had to report to the family before they could use their connections. Sometimes, it was not as convenient and fast as a small family with no rules to talk about.
While the audience was eating, the competition on the stage was still going on. It was unknown whether the aroma of the food affected the performance of both sides, but both the delegation of the US country and Wen Rourou slowed down the speed of consultation in unison.
No one felt that there was anything strange about this. After all, people were made of iron and rice, and they would be hungry if they skipped a meal.
It sounded that one hundred patients did not seem to be a lot, but in fact, the diagnosis itself was an extremely meticulous work. Besides, it was related to the victory or defeat of both sides, so each patient had to go through a detailed examination and multiple verifications before the final diagnosis could be made.
Now it was already past 12 o 'clock in the afternoon. Both sides had not eaten or drunk anything until now, so they should have been very hungry. It was not easy for them to maintain the current speed.
This was the general view of everyone, but only a few people, including Ding Ning, knew that Wen Rourou was a martial artist at the peak of the Real Martial Arts Realm. Not to mention one meal, she could even go without food for ten days or half a month.
The reason why she slowed down was not that she was hungry, but that she had left the state of enlightenment at the moment and was constantly digesting the perception and experience brought about by the enlightenment.
In Ding Ning's words, enlightenment was a mouthful of rice given by God, but there was a lot of knowledge in how to eat this mouthful of rice.
Some people swallowed everything in one gulp and accepted everything regardless of everything. This kind of people would often pull their eggs because they took too big a step and wasted this kind of God-given opportunity. Although they would also make great progress in medical skills, they would not go too far in the future because they knew how to do it and did not know why.
Some people chewed and swallowed slowly, summarized and extracted the essence, combined it with the knowledge they had learned, transformed and absorbed it, and turned it into something that truly belonged to them. In the end, they would form their own opinions and theories, and with continuous practice in the future, their future prospects would be limitless.
Undoubtedly, Wen Rourou belonged to the latter. She might not know what enlightenment was, and she might not even have heard of this name, but the medical experience of the ancients that inexplicably appeared in her mind made her understand that she must have encountered some kind of great opportunity.
She was a smart girl and knew that the medical experience of the ancients was very valuable, but it did not mean that it was absolutely correct.
For example, the most common cold, in the system of ancient traditional Chinese medicine, was roughly divided into two kinds: wind-cold and wind-heat.
Wind-Cold belonged to the syndrome of the Taiyang meridian, which was usually caused by overwork, lack of good rest, and exposure to wind or cold. The main prescription for treating wind-cold was cassia twig soup, which was the first prescription in the theory of cold damage.
Wind-Heat colds were usually caused by constipation, which belonged to the syndrome of the Yangming meridian. The treatment method was also very simple. In most cases, it was to loosen the bowels, and with the help of some drugs to clear away the heat and relieve the exterior, the effect would generally be seen soon.
Modern traditional Chinese medicine subdivided colds into four types: wind-cold type, wind-heat type, heat-heat type, and external-cold and internal-heat type, and there were also differences in medication. Western medicine called colds "upper respiratory tract infections", and they were subdivided into viral and bacterial types, which were the symptoms caused by viruses and bacteria respectively, and the targeted treatment plans were also completely different. From this, it could be seen that with the development of modern industry, the ecological environment had undergone earth-shaking changes, and the causes of diseases had also derived new changes. Although the experience of medical sages could be used as a reference, it must not be mechanically applied, otherwise, there would definitely be a big problem.
Therefore, Wen Rourou summed up what she had learned and compared it with the medical experience of the ancients, constantly digested and absorbed it, and transformed it into something that belonged to her. This method was undoubtedly very wise.
Ding Ning looked at Wen Rourou like an old hen watching her chicks grow up, showing a kind smile like that of an old mother, and felt very gratified in his heart.
Wen Rourou was the one with the worst medical qualification among his disciples, but now, this unexpected enlightenment made her completely make up for her lack of talent, and her future achievements would never be inferior to Xun Er and Qingyun, so as her master … uh, her part-time husband, how could he not feel gratified?
"Pause the countdown. Take a break and eat something first."
After a discussion with the members of the temporary referee group, Catherine immediately announced in a humane way.
Although the exchange of medical skills was important, Wen Rourou was still young, and it did not matter if she did not eat.
But the medical experts of the Mi delegation definitely could not bear it. After all, many of them were 80 or 90 years old, and the youngest one was 50 or 60 years old.
If such a group of internationally renowned medical experts really died of hunger, the Shenzhou government would be the biggest scapegoat. Out of humanitarian considerations, they had to let them eat and drink enough before they started to work.
The members of the US delegation remained silent at the same time. Even though it was a delicious boxed lunch, it did not arouse any excitement in them. It was really tasteless, tasteless, and tasteless.
Although Wen Rourou deliberately slowed down and let them temporarily take the lead, they knew very well that if they continued, they were very likely to lose in the end.
Of course, even if they barely won, they would not feel proud. After all, the delegation of the Divine Boat had only sent a young girl from the beginning to the end.
Who were they? Almost half of them were international top medical experts who had won the Nobel Prize in Physiology or Medicine, and the worst one had the title of associate professor.
But who were they? An unknown young girl. Well, if they had to give her a title, it would be the assistant of the Little Miracle-working Doctor.
A little girl who could only be their granddaughter challenged a group of the world's top medical experts and was even likely to win. How could they feel happy about this?
If they won, it would be an unfair victory. If they lost, they would lose all their face.
Shenzhou's move was really cruel. They were going to slap their faces in front of the whole world.
But now they were in a difficult position. Even if they knew that they were going to be slapped in the face, they could only put their faces forward to be slapped.
Some old medical experts who cherished their reputation now regretted it so much. If they had known that they would fall into such a dilemma, they should not have come to this medical summit.
At the thought that they would soon lose their reputation, the whole American delegation was gloomy. They were all listless and looked as pale as could be.
"Don't be discouraged. Western medicine and traditional Chinese medicine have different diagnostic methods. In terms of diagnosis, traditional Chinese medicine has an innate advantage, but we have the world's most advanced medical equipment, and our diagnostic accuracy will definitely surpass theirs. Speed alone is useless without diagnostic accuracy."
Seeing that all the representatives were dejected, Kulli Jones immediately cheered them up.
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