321: C321 Protagonist Debut

C321 Protagonist Debut

The people who questioned Jiang Qin were not because they did not want to give him face, but they were mistaken. They thought that Jiang Qin also suspected that this brat was an imposter and purposely told everyone to use their mouths to expose his real identity.

After all, this kid was too young. Even if he was going to be the successor, he should be someone from another generation.

To claim that he was the junior brother of an old Chinese medical senior was too funny and infuriating.

Apart from taking advantage of the situation, there was also slandering a famous Chinese medical expert.

But right at that moment, there was someone who jumped out to speak up for this brat. Everyone immediately turned their gazes over.

Some did not react when they saw him, while a few were surprised. "Wang Cheng? This is Doctor Wang Zhengyi's son! "

Wang Cheng strode forward until he was standing in front of Jiang Qin and Zhang Xiaoloong, then he said, "Hello, Dr Jiang. My father specifically asked me to come over and apologize to you. I still need your support here."

"I can assure Elder Wang that his Yanjing will not be overturned by anyone." Jiang Qin said confidently.

Nodding his head slightly, Wang Cheng then slightly bowed towards Zhang Xiaoloong who was beside him, "Yes, uncle. My dad asked me to come and study medicine with you, so I came."

Zhang Xiaoloong smiled bitterly. He didn't come to learn medicine from him, he was obviously afraid that Ye Mo wouldn't be able to hold on here, so he came to prove it to him.

However, Wang Zhengyi was an old martial artist after all. He knew that no one would believe him just because he mentioned his name, so he sent his son over.

With Wang Cheng's personal evidence, even if they didn't believe him, they could only admit Zhang Xiaoloong's identity. However, this time, his status was much higher than most of the people in the crowd.

Although they were not of the same sect, and they didn't need to call each other by any sort of honorifics, it still made them feel uncomfortable.

"Dr Jiang, why do you have to endure this? You're the one supporting this match, what are you pulling me out for?" Zhang Xiaoloong whispered.

Jiang Qin shook his head. "No matter what, fame will have a huge impact on a person. This is a good opportunity, if you don't make a name for yourself now, even if you learn the genuine Xuanyuan Stitch, how can others believe you and be willing to use your skills to exchange for it?

Zhang Xiaoloong suddenly realized that it was indeed like that. As Wang Zhengyi's junior brother, if he didn't try his best in this situation, he would always hide behind Jiang Qin. Even if he was truly capable, no one would look up to him.

At the very least, he should speak openly and let the media remember him.

Sometimes, a person's influence would largely depend on that person's popularity, not necessarily his or her true abilities. Now was the best time to improve his or her popularity.

"We can all understand that Doctor Zhang is unable to come. Now that Doctor Zhang has replaced him, does this mean that Doctor Zhang's acupuncture skills have also matured?" a doctor in his fifties asked.

Whether it is acupuncture or traditional Chinese medicine, I need the joint efforts of all the famous experts present here. I still have a lot of things that I need to learn from everyone here, but in this exchange, if there is anything that requires my help, I will definitely not disappoint everyone.

Zhang Xiaoloong was extremely humble in the first half and gave a good impression. However, it made people think that he was weak, so he changed the topic in the second half. Although I have a lot to learn, but in acupuncture, I will definitely not let you down.

After all, this was a battle between acupuncture and America. Before the battle had even begun, the Chinese doctors would have to fight with their own hands, which would be seen as a joke by outsiders.

However, in the hearts of many people, they disagreed with Zhang Xiaoloong's words. After all, he looked to be only twenty years old. If one were to say how much skill he had in acupuncture, it was not something that could be achieved just by studying a few theories.

At this point, things had just gotten a bit more harmonious. Suddenly, the reporters at the door started to stir. It turned out to be China's opponent, Jin Jisi.

It turned out that when Wang Zhengyi described his background to this person, he only told him about the background of his master, but didn't say anything about how much information this person had. When he looked again, he realized that this person not only entered a foreign nationality, but also had mixed blood.

In contrast to Jiang Qin and the others' entrance, Jin Jisi's arrival immediately attracted countless people's attention, as if the main character today was only Jin Jisi and the others, while the Chinese traditional medicine was just a foil to the other party.

"May I ask how did you come up with the idea to launch an exchange of acupuncture? What is your goal?" A reporter who was clearly also a foreigner asked in Chinese.

"I have half Chinese blood in me, and it's a pity in my heart to see Chinese Traditional Medicine wither over these few years. I have often felt that as a Chinese with America, I should do something for Chinese Traditional Medicine, so other than my family's Acupuncture Therapy, I also visited famous doctors to learn medicine, and the ruins are all over China and the Gaoli Country. Although I dare not say that I inherited the essence of Chinese medicine, I still have the courage to communicate with Chinese Traditional Medicine's elites."

Jin Jisi's Mandarin was fluent and his expression was Chinese: "There is only one goal. Through communication, Chinese Traditional Medicine can get more improvement and improvement, get rid of the dregs, take the essence of the dregs, make it more closely associate with western medicine, and walk a more scientific path instead of a self-sealing path. If it slowly leaves this era, it will be a sad result."

"What you're saying is that the current Chinese Traditional Medicine has a lot of dregs and needs to be heavily reformed to continue developing, right?" The reporter asked sharply, "Can you understand that you have a lot of dissatisfaction with Chinese Traditional Medicine now, or is it a provocation towards Chinese Traditional Medicine this time?"

"No, no, I think that's not the case. I just hope that every kind of medicine does not break away from the times, that there will be major breakthroughs every year in Western medicine, and that in the past few thousand years, Chinese medicine has not only not broken through, but has instead become weaker. This is where every Chinese Traditional Medicine needs to reflect on, and this time, I hope that through the collision of medical techniques, Chinese Traditional Medicine will also have a breakthrough. Jin Jisi laughed.2

"Then who do you think will win in the end?" the reporter asked.

"It doesn't matter who wins. The important thing is that Chinese medicine has improved. This is the result we want to see." Jin Jisi seemed to be sincere.

"This is to say, do you think that there are many deficiencies in Chinese medicine and that there is an urgent need to improve it? At least in the field of acupuncture, is that right?" The reporter said sensitively.

Jin Jisi spread his hands and said, "There is no such thing as a medical skill that doesn't require improvement. As for what is lacking, I believe that after the communication, the Chinese medical colleagues will understand."

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