world famous doctor

Chapter 193 The Closed Disciple of the Master of Traditional Chinese Medicine

On the other hand, Zhu Dayong, who was standing aside, felt a little impatient.

He waved his hand at the young man and drove him away:

"Hey, let me tell you, if you come to see a doctor, go to the back and line up. If you don't see a doctor, get out immediately. Don't gossip here, ask this and that, it's so annoying!"

The young man smiled lightly, and then introduced himself:
"My name is Wang Yu, and I am a closed disciple of the master of the National Medical Hall. I was lucky enough to pass by this place today. I saw this doctor Zhou performing acupuncture and moxibustion skills. I was really envious, and I was so impressed!"

Zhu Dayong looked Wang Yu up and down, and sneered:

"Come on, no one cares who you are, stop rambling here, go and go."

Just like that, Wang Yu was pushed out of the door by Zhu Dayong.

After Zhou Chen saw all the patients who came to the clinic for consultation today, it was almost dark.

Gu Qing has already prepared a sumptuous dinner.

When Zhu Dayong was about to close the gate of the clinic, he saw that young man named Wang Yu was still standing at the gate of the clinic, refusing to leave.

Before Wang Yu could open his mouth, Zhu Dayong didn't want to listen to his long-winded words, so he directly rushed at him.

"Aren't you annoying? I told you to leave. Don't stay here and be shameless."

Wang Yu looked at Zhu Dayong with deep eyes, but did not get angry with him, and said patiently:

"If I'm done now, can I go in and have a word with Dr. Zhou?"

"No time, no time, hurry up."

Zhu Dayong stepped forward and rudely pushed Wang Yu's shoulder.

Wang Yu couldn't help taking a few steps back.

"If you talk endlessly, believe it or not, I will be rough?" Zhu Dayong said loudly.

"Dayong!"

Behind him, Zhou Chen came out from the medical hall and called to stop him.

When Wang Yu saw Zhou Chen's eyes, he seemed to have a deep respect for him from the bottom of his heart.

"Doctor Zhou, hello..."

Zhou Chen came to Wang Yu and asked:
"Why are you looking for me?"

Wang Yu introduced himself again. He is a closed disciple of the master of Chinese medicine in the National Medical Hall, and expressed his intention that he wants to learn acupuncture from Zhou Chen.

After Zhou Chen heard this, he was also stunned for a while.

National Medical Hall, the closed disciple of the master of Chinese Medicine?
With this identity, he actually said that he wanted to be his apprentice and learn acupuncture and moxibustion from him?
Isn't this a joke?
What level of existence is the National Medical Hall?

That is equivalent to the top institution of traditional Chinese medicine.

Many old Chinese doctors and medical predecessors have sharpened their heads, and even if they spend a lifetime of painstaking research, they may not be able to enter this sacred medical shrine, the National Medical Hall.

And this person in front of him could become a closed disciple of a master of traditional Chinese medicine at such a young age.

Presumably, his medical skills must be considered top-notch.

He wants to worship himself as a teacher?

Zhou Chen thought about it, but he didn't take it seriously.

He turned around and prepared to go back to the medical hall, and casually dropped a sentence:
"Don't make fun of me."

Unexpectedly, Wang Yu suddenly knelt down behind Zhou Chen.

He showed an extremely pious look:

"Master Zhou, please accept me. I have determined to be a doctor since I was a child, to cure diseases and save lives..."

Zhou Chen was completely moved by these sincere words.

This reminded Zhou Chen of his original intention when he decided to study medicine.

Zhu Dayong leaned close to Zhou Chen's ear and said harshly:

"Old cousin, don't be fooled by this kid's rhetoric. I don't know what kind of thoughts this guy has."

From Zhu Dayong's point of view, if Wang Yu's identity is true.

Then, as a closed disciple of a master of traditional Chinese medicine, how could he easily let go of his body and come to learn acupuncture and moxibustion techniques from Zhou Chen, a small Chinese medicine doctor in a small medical clinic?
If this gets out, wouldn't the famous National Medical Hall be ashamed?

But right now, Wang Yu persisted.

Looking at Zhou Chen, he also wanted to accept him as a disciple, so Zhu Dayong looked at Wang Yu again vigilantly and said:

"If you want to learn, you have to pay the tuition fee, 10!"

These words were originally intended to make him retreat in spite of the difficulties.

Unexpectedly, Wang Yu not only did not refuse, but also agreed without thinking.

"Row!"

Zhu Dayong suddenly regretted it at this moment.

It should have been called 100 million, or more, just now.

"If Doctor Zhou refuses to accept me as an apprentice today, then I won't be able to kneel here forever!"

Wang Yu looked at Zhou Chen with firm eyes, and said decisively.

Whenever he thought of Zhou Chen's miraculous acupuncture skills when he saved someone just now, he was so shocked that he could not calm down.

He has an inexplicable feeling of looking up to Zhou Chen.

A smile appeared on Zhou Chen's face:

"Wang Yu, come in."

"So...Doctor Zhou, have you agreed to accept me as your disciple?" Wang Yu asked in disbelief.

Zhou Chen nodded with a light smile.

At this moment, in Wang Yu's heart, there was ecstasy and consternation.

It's more about feeling lucky.

Zhu Dayong was also speechless for a while.

He just opened his mouth to say something, but was stared at by Zhou Chen, and then swallowed the words back into his stomach.

In his opinion, Zhou Chen's amazing set of acupuncture and moxibustion skills, which can bring people back to life, can be so easily taught to others for free?
Even if you teach it, you should teach it to yourself?

After all, he is also his cousin.

Thinking of this, Zhu Dayong complained to Zhou Chen:

"I really don't know if you regard me as your cousin. I usually ask you to teach me some Chinese medicine, but you always hesitate. Today, he is an outsider and asks you to teach him such precious acupuncture. You agree without even thinking about it. …”

"I told you, you have to take it step by step. You can't even recognize a few acupuncture points, and you still want to learn acupuncture?" Zhou Chen stunned him speechless.

Zhou Chen understood clearly.

Although Wang Yu had never met him before, he knew that he was much superior to Zhu Dayong in all aspects, whether it was his character, potential, or understanding.

What's more, this Wang Yu is also a close disciple of the master of traditional Chinese medicine. Relatively speaking, he has a thorough understanding of acupuncture and moxibustion, which makes him more comfortable.

Zhou Chen never regarded these so-called acupuncture skills as secret techniques handed down from generation to generation.

As long as he can treat more patients, he would rather accept more apprentices and teach them all, regardless of gains or losses.

After pondering for a moment, Liu Hanwen looked at Wang Yu and asked:

"Since you said that you are a closed disciple of a master of Chinese medicine, then... in your opinion, who is better than Xiao Zhou's medical skills and that of your master of Chinese medicine?"

Wang Yu did not shy away from anything and said bluntly:
"I'm not very familiar with Dr. Zhou. When it comes to the miraculous acupuncture technique he performed just now, of course Dr. Zhou is better."

Liu Hanwen nodded slightly, he was very satisfied with this answer.

Since the medical skills of his apprentices have surpassed the masters of Chinese medicine.

In other words, as Zhou Chen's master, isn't it a very honorable thing?
Liu Hai stood in front of the medicine cabinet with a strange look in his eyes. He remained silent and didn't know what he was thinking.

After a pause, he said something strangely:
"You can learn if you want, but our medical clinic doesn't support idle people. You actually became Zhou Chen's apprentice, so you have to work in the medical clinic. By the way, there is no salary."

After Zhou Chen heard Wang Yu's words, he just smiled.

"Dr. Zhou, oh no, Master Zhou, don't laugh. What I just said was definitely not a compliment to you. It was my words from the bottom of my heart. Really."

Wang Yu said with a straight face.

(End of this chapter)