Fubao wears books and becomes a group pet

Chapter 1098

However, it is undeniable that in today's eager for quick success, more and more young people are unwilling to take the long and boring learning process of traditional Chinese medicine, and tend to the quick and convenient western medicine.

Just like a cold, Chinese medicine also pays attention to wind-cold and wind-heat cold, and the medicines prescribed are different, and then you have to torture several sticks to cure it. Unlike Western medicine, whether you have wind-cold or wind-heat, just take a cold medicine , basically two or three days will be enough, convenient and fast.

In contrast, of course, more people are willing to use Western medicine for treatment, which has resulted in almost no Chinese medicine outpatient clinics in major hospitals, while Western medicine outpatient clinics are overcrowded.

The reason for all this is not only because Chinese medicine is slow to take effect, but also because the real Chinese medicine is declining. If you can't cure diseases, naturally fewer and fewer people see it.

Seeing the gradual decline of traditional Chinese medicine, Chen Daoyuan was very anxious.

If things go on like this, Chinese medicine will come to an end sooner or later, and even some peerless acupuncture methods and prescriptions will be annihilated in the long flow of history.

Especially after seeing the only copies that Fu Bao gave him, he became even more anxious.

He was afraid that in the future, these orphan copies would disappear, and even if they were handed down, no one would use them.

Little Jorn has a great influence in the world. If he can accept Little Jorn as an apprentice, it will cause a strong international sensation, and maybe those fans of Little Jorn will change their course and choose to study Chinese medicine?
Thinking of this, Chen Daoyuan became even more excited, his eyes looking at Little John were as shining as gold.

Maybe his eyes were too hot, and little Jon was a little uncomfortable.

He raised his eyebrows, his eyes full of questioning.

"hey-hey."

Chen Daoyuan smiled like a prostitute in a brothel, very obscene.

Young Jon frowned, looking at him warily.

"Mr. Jon, you like Chinese medicine so much, are you interested in apprenticeship?"

Even if Little John wanted to be a teacher, he would run away in fright when he saw Chen Daoyuan's malicious appearance.

Sure enough, he shook his head: "I already have a master."

"Who?"

Chen Daoyuan is on fire, who dares to rob him?Too much.

Little Jorn gave him a strange look: "I don't know her either, but she is my aunt and my grandfather's apprentice."

"Your aunt?"

Chen Daoyuan asked strangely: "Isn't your grandfather Old Yon? Didn't he study architecture? Then didn't your aunt also study architecture? How could she know Chinese medicine?"

Little Jorn's face showed a look of admiration: "My aunt is extremely smart. Not only is she gifted in architecture beyond the reach of ordinary people, but she is also extremely skilled in Chinese medicine. What do you think of the design of this auditorium?"

It was widely rumored that this auditorium was the early design of Old Yon, and Chen Daoyuan would not tear it down, not to mention that the design of this auditorium is really spectacular, and it is also in line with the aesthetics of Chinese people.

He admired from the bottom of his heart: "It's really a wonderful workmanship, I really like it."

Little Jorn raised his head triumphantly: "This was actually designed by my aunt. She was only six years old at that time."

Chen Daoyuan was stunned: "Didn't your grandfather design this?"

"My grandpa said that he didn't have this kind of talent when he was so young, so my grandpa regarded my aunt as a treasure. It's a pity..."

"What a pity?"

A gloomy look flashed in Little John's eyes, and he pursed his lips and remained silent.

Chen Daoyuan still didn't give up, and persuaded: "Mr. Eun, look, since your aunt is so talented in architecture, she must not be so diligent in other aspects. This learning is about being specific, right? I think I Compared with your aunt in architecture, I must be far behind, but in medicine, I may not be worse than her, right?"

(End of this chapter)