703: C703 The Ambition of the Aristocratic Hospital

C703 The Ambition of the Aristocratic Hospital

"What?" The reporters quieted down, but their attention was still fixated on her. One by one, they crazily pressed on the shutter of the SLR camera.

Tang Xintian's related news would usually occupy the headlines of the entertainment page, but this photo was unnecessary, it would be good if it could be used as a desktop in the future.

"What?" There were also a few reporters with unique interests who pointed their cameras at her buttocks and beautiful feet.

Everyone's attention was focused on Tang Xintian, all the other people in the Aristocratic Hospital, including Yang Pann, had all been unintentionally ignored.

"Tang Xintian! We love you! "

"Your fans will always support you!"

"Tang Xintian!"

At this moment, loud shouts rang out and over a thousand fans rushed in from the hospital.

Tang Xintian participated in the opening ceremony of Aristocratic Hospital and hung up a notice on her official website.

These fans heard the news and moved, breaking through the layers of obstructions, coming to the Aristocratic Hospital to cheer for their idol.

Screams could be heard incessantly as the banners that the fans were waving about unceasingly.

One of the men shouted with a face full of tears, "Tang Xintian, I want to marry you, I want to give birth to your monkey!"

At this time, Yang Pann was already seated in the front row of the audience seating, and seeing this scene, he did not know whether to laugh or cry.

There would be one or two people who would cause trouble at any situation, he indicated to Hou Xiao that he was going to drag this person out.

However, before the Heaven Shrouding Union brothers in charge of security could even take action, that man had already been thrown out of the arena by his fans.

Seeing that he was beaten black and blue, the Heaven Shrouding Union brothers went over to ask.

This brat's face was filled with grievance as he cried, "I only said that I want to marry Tang Xintian, and they beat me …?"

An extremely well-known television host from China, Yang Yang, walked up onto the stage. She was tall and had a pretty face, giving off an intellectual and elegant aura.

The moment she stepped onto the stage, the entire audience burst into applause.

Below the stage, Xie Feifei laughed, and thought, this group of liars sure have a high standard, they really can afford to spend a lot of money.

"Welcome all guests to the opening ceremony of Aristocratic Hospital, this is also the strategy conference for Aristocratic Hospital, now, I invite the honorary chairman of the board of directors, Mr. Lin Mocun, to come on stage, and speak for us!" The female host, Yang Yang, had a delicate and pleasant voice.

Lin Mocun, who was dressed in his Tang suit and looked full of energy, walked up onto the stage with a look of excitement.

His hands pressed twice in the air, and after the applause stopped for a moment, he opened his mouth and said, "Thank you everyone for your applause. "Board of Directors Vito me, announce this strategy to everyone!"

Everyone held their breath as they looked at the stage.

After all, Lin Mocun's influence in the medical realm was not to be trifled with.

"Within the next ten years, the Aristocratic Hospital will be dedicated to the industrialization and internationalization of Chinese medicine! Aristocratic Hospital will become the industrial incubator of Chinese medicine! We will provide the highest quality medical care for the patient, and will provide the cheapest, but most effective, traditional Chinese medicine for the patient! "

Lin Mocun's bright and spirited eyes swept across the entire place, and said with a face full of determination: "Our goal is, within ten years, every big city in the entire world will have a branch of Aristocratic Hospital! Within ten years, in every big city on earth, there will be a Chinese medicine store with Aristocratic Hospital! "I believe that ten years from now, in the streets of Paris, New York, and Tokyo, you will see the branches of Aristocratic Hospital living side by side with the luxury shops of Pudala and Gucci!" Lin Mocun's words were loud and filled with confidence.

There was complete silence at the scene.

Many people were deeply shocked by Lin Mocun's confidence.

However, He Han, Xie Feifei, and many others shook their heads in their hearts as the corners of their mouths curled into a disdainful smile.

Now traditional Chinese medicine is weak, that is an indisputable fact, the patient is more inclined to the effect of western medicine.

Under these circumstances, how could he possibly revitalize Chinese medicine? That would be no different from a pipe dream!

In fact, in the eyes of Xie Feifei who had studied abroad before, Chinese medicine was just magic and superstition, it had no value at all.

"Pfizer, Johnson & Johnson are among the world's largest medical groups in the United States. They launched thousands of drugs every year, claiming more than 60% of the Chinese medicine market. The amount of wealth that is swept away from China every year is 10 billion dollars! On the other hand, China's traditional Chinese medicine was gradually diminishing. Under the pincer attack of the strong international capital, the two vultures circling above China, eating away the international industrial and financial capital, are on the verge of death! "

Lin Mocun spoke until his eyes were slightly red, his voice also trembling slightly.

At the scene, there were also quite a few Chinese medicine dealers.

Their feelings for traditional Chinese medicine were quite deep. Listening to this, they could not help but lament, their hearts were somewhat at a loss.

In Huaxia, there is no such thing as a proper Chinese traditional medicine enterprise. There is only a single breed of backward scientific research and production. Everyone has set up their own Chinese traditional medicine enterprises, but they have become as flat as a lake after a rainstorm. Are our traditional Chinese medicine really worthless? If it's worth it, why is it that under the pressure of Western medicine, it doesn't have the slightest ability to compete?

Lin Mocun's words were awe-inspiring and resonated with many people's hearts.

Silence broke out at the scene.

There was a terrible silence.

Yes, Chinese traditional medicine could be called the jewel of Chinese traditional culture!

But over the years, under the attacks of some so-called "Kopp fighters", they have become increasingly weak and on the verge of death.

"?" Someone has to do something, for the sake of the dignity of Chinese medicine and Chinese medicine, for the sake of the innocence of children. "

Lin Mocun's voice once again became impassioned as he clenched his fists and swung out. His voice was like a loud bell, as if he was shouting:

"This time, someone has to carry the banner of reviving Chinese medicine! Aristocratic Hospital is willing to accept this great responsibility, and we will become the Pfizer and Johnson of China! However, the Chinese traditional medicine (TCM) and Chinese traditional medicine (TCM) products that we offer are full of the essence of Chinese culture! "

In the end, Lin Mocun smiled, looked at the doctors, nurses, and reporters, and slightly bowed.

He stood up and said with deep emotion: "I hope everyone will work together to support and witness the growth of Aristocratic Hospital! It is like our common child, who needs our common care and care. "

Following that, the products were displayed and released. Lin Mocun introduced a few new medicines, including "Anti-Cancer Number One". On the big screen, it simultaneously broadcasted the clinical effects of these products.

"The cure rate for cancer is 80%? This is too ridiculous! "

Hearing that, Xie Feifei laughed condescendingly. If this was not exaggerating, then what was it?

There is a limit to bragging, alright?

Even Pfizer's world-class pharmaceutical factories produce cancer drugs with a healing rate of less than 20%.

But Xie Feifei was not anxious, the opening ceremony was split into Lin Mocun's speech, the city leader's speech, and then the signing ceremony between Tang Xintian and the infirmary. At this stage, the reporter could ask a question.

Xie Feifei calculated as she listened, and drafted some questions in her notebook. She believed that these questions would deal a fatal blow to her Aristocratic Hospital!

After the product was introduced, it was time for the Leader to deliver his speech. Mayor Huang Guangming went up on stage and praised's medical skills endlessly without holding back.

Xie Feifei laughed coldly to himself.

It seemed that the root of his Aristocratic Hospital was very deep. Even the dignified mayor had no face to recite it for his reputation.

There must be something behind the two of them that couldn't be exposed. The two of them formed an alliance of interests.

However, how could a few corrupt officials and swindlers possibly scare off the iron-shouldered, virtuous and virtuous first book written by the industry?

She looked at the fake performance coldly while using her notebook to retrieve the relevant information. One explosive question after another appeared in her mind.2

During the spokesperson signing ceremony, Tang Xintian's fans screamed again as the reporters busied themselves with taking photos.

Until the point where the reporter was about to ask the questions, only then did Yang Pann, as the director of Aristocratic Hospital and the patent holder of the new drug, come onto the stage to accept the media's questions.

Actually, according to Yang Pann's thinking, he only wanted to be the big boss behind the scenes. He was unwilling to show his face and participate in this kind of business activity.

But Lin Mocun insisted that he go on stage.

Because Lin Mocun believed that Yang Pann was the true mental symbol of the Aristocratic Hospital, the true core of the Aristocratic Hospital.

Yang Pann, Lin Mocun, Mayor Huang Guangming and the slowly walked to the stage and sat on the sofa.

The host, Yang Yang, also took a seat on the stage. This segment was a combination of the host's interviews and questions from the media.

When Yang Pann came onto the stage, everyone let out a cry of surprise: "Isn't this a little too young?"

"Even if he was the inventor of these new drugs, the patent holder? Why does he look like a high school student? "

"He's a little too young, isn't he?" How could he be called a genius doctor? This is simply hilarious! "

Many people couldn't accept it at all when they saw how young Yang Pann was. The disparity was too great.

"It's just a marketing tool. Previously, it was all an old Chinese medicine and military doctor's gimmick, but now you're using a young Divine Doctor to get your eyes! "

Xie Feifei's mouth formed a ridiculing smile, showing that he had complete confidence in his victory. Everything was within his grasp.

"Tang Xintian, we love you!"

At this time, Tang Xintian's fans were gathering around the venue as they once again started shouting passionately.

Worried that the questions on the spot would be interrupted, Tang Xintian politely smiled and said, "Miss Yang, may I exchange a few words with my fans first?"

"Of course you can! Miss Tang, please! "

Yang Yang and Tang Xintian had previously met each other during business activities. Knowing that she was a celebrity who paid special attention to and loved her fans, her style was close to the masses, and she did not put on airs, she immediately laughed and said.

"What?" Tang Xintian picked up the microphone, and waved to the fans below the stage.

"Tang Xintian!"

The screams from below the stage immediately increased by hundreds of decibels.

"Shh!" Tang Xintian smiled sweetly and then made a gesture to keep quiet.

The thousands of fans below the stage immediately quieted down, their silence so loud that even a pin drop could be heard. They quietly waited for Tang Xintian, for her to speak.

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