Chapter 9 Goodbye Zhou Boran

  Slowly untangling his heart knot, Wang Zhi's days seemed to have changed as well. For several days in a row, Wang Zhi didn't leave the house, nor did he take a step outside the door, focusing solely on studying traditional Chinese medicine theories that could adapt to this era.

  Although Wang Zhi's medical skills have now reached the point of being unparalleled and unpredictable, it is not a simple matter to suddenly create a new set of traditional Chinese medicine theories.

  Wang Zhi's next step is to first sort out a basic theoretical framework, and then gradually improve it, hoping to write a groundbreaking medical masterpiece that will help many Chinese medicine enthusiasts.

  Wang Zhi's wish is by no means unrealistic, it requires a lot of medical experience and understanding of some difficult and complicated diseases, fortunately, both are not lacking in Wang Zhi.

  Through these days of summary and thinking, Wang Zhi gradually summarized the differences, advantages and disadvantages between traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine.

  Western medicine can be said to have a fast effect, significant efficacy, and an immediate impact that patients can feel and everyone can see. This has led to Western medicine being quickly accepted and recognized by the public, which is why it replaced traditional Chinese medicine in just over a hundred years.

  However, Western medicine also has its drawbacks, that is, it has a large side effect, easy to relapse, and treats symptoms rather than the root cause.

  Traditional Chinese medicine is slow in taking effect, and patients cannot immediately feel their recovery, but it has the advantages of small side effects and can be cured thoroughly.

  So, what Wang Zhi needs to do first is to spread a set of TCM theories that can quickly cure diseases, allowing everyone to feel the magic of TCM more quickly.

  For over ten days, Wang Zhi was busy to the point of incoherence, with too many memories in his mind and great difficulty in organizing them. It wasn't until this long period of time had passed that Wang Zhi finally managed to outline a rough framework.

  The remaining things are more cumbersome and cannot be completed overnight. Wang Zhishen is well aware that he can't swallow hot tofu in one gulp, so he relaxed at this time. After all, he is still young and has a long time ahead of him. Of course, for Wang Zhi, this long period of time has already become relatively short-lived, after all, a thousand years have passed.

  In the morning, Wang Zhi had breakfast and prepared to go to the Central Hospital first. The last time that old professor named Zhou Boran gave Wang Zhi his business card, Wang Zhi also needed to take a look. If possible, it wouldn't be bad to work at the hospital first, this way he could have more contact with Western medicine, who knows, maybe there would be some good references.

  The Central Hospital is located in the city center of Jianghuai, where transportation is convenient and there are many vehicles. Wang Zhi sat on a crowded bus, feeling suffocated to death, wishing he had walked instead.

  It's only been 40 minutes since I got on the bus, and it has already stopped three times. The traffic on the road is completely congested, and it gets stuck every now and then.

  After nearly two hours on the bus, Wang Zhi felt a little drowsy and stood in the crowded crowd with his eyes closed.

  As a master of internal martial arts, Wang Zhi found it easy to fall asleep standing up and soon entered dreamland in just a few minutes.

  Suddenly, Wang Zhi, who was sleeping, abruptly opened his eyes, a sharp light flashing in them, and suddenly turned his head to glare fiercely at a young man beside him.

  The middle-aged man was swept by Wang Zhi's sharp gaze, and his whole body suddenly felt like it had fallen into an ice cellar. It was as if he was being stared at by a dangerous poisonous snake, and he froze on the spot. The young man's right hand still lingered on the edge of Wang Zhi's trouser pocket, neither advancing nor retreating.

  "Thief!" The young man's actions were naturally seen by the people around him, and the timid ones hastily retreated, while the bolder ones shouted from the side.

  "Hey, what are you looking at?" The thief had just been stunned by Wang Zhi and quickly came to his senses, hastily withdrawing his right hand. A pair of shifty eyes sized up Wang Zhi's face, taking in his youthful appearance before glaring menacingly.

  "It's nothing!" Wang Zhi smiled lightly and said disdainfully, turning his head away, no longer paying attention. For this kind of despicable person who often steals on public buses, unless they are caught red-handed, it's useless to send them to the police station. They will be released soon and walk out with their heads held high. Wang Zhi was too lazy to bother with such a social pest.

  "Hmph!" The young man, seeing Wang Zhi's softness, thought he was afraid and suddenly became arrogant. He glared at Wang Zhi with a fierce gaze and said: "You little brat, don't be so arrogant in the future, or you'll have no good fruit to eat."

  When he heard the other party's threatening words, Wang Zhi suddenly got angry, turned his head back in anger, casually stretched out one hand and lifted up the thief, slapped him on the face with a loud slap, and fiercely spat: "Damn it, I'm too lazy to care about you, you're still arrogant, really don't know what's good for you."

  Wang Zhi's slap instantly made the little thief lose two front teeth, and fresh blood flowed out of the thief's mouth. Half of his face was swollen. Wang Zhi had a kind heart for patients, but not for ordinary people. In that era of ice and fire, Wang Zhi, who managed to survive, was not a good man. There were nearly eight hundred people who died at Wang Zhi's hands. A small thief like him, if Wang Zhi really wanted to take action, wouldn't even be noticed by others, let alone investigated.

  The thief was instantly stunned by Wang Zhi, he didn't even know how he was caught by Wang Zhi. At this moment, the thief could be said to be as regretful as possible, with a pair of pleading eyes looking at Wang Zhi, and his mouth was begging pitifully.

  "Ah!" Wang Zhi raised his palm again, scaring the thief who hastily closed his eyes. Seeing this, Wang Zhi couldn't help but laugh and didn't bother to argue with him anymore. He casually threw the thief into a less crowded area and closed his eyes once more.

  Wang Zhi's series of actions were carried out swiftly, from grabbing the thief to still being on the bus, all within a minute or so. The surrounding passengers were left stunned, pointing and gesturing in amazement.

  After struggling for about 40 minutes, Wang Zhi finally arrived at the entrance of Central Hospital, got off the bus, and Wang Zhi made a call to Zhou Boran. Even the great doctor Wang has started using mobile phones nowadays.

  "Who is it?" Two drips later, Zhou Boran's voice came through.

  "Does Professor Zhou still remember the young man by the small woods?" Wang Zhi asked with a smile.

  "Little forest." Zhou Boran repeated in a low voice, suddenly seeming to remember something exciting: "Is that you? Where are you now?"

  "In front of the hospital." Wang Zhi said slowly, and Zhou Boran's surprise was already within Wang Zhi's expectation.

  "Ah! That's great, I'll have someone come pick you up right away, or I'll come myself." Zhou Boran hastily said and quickly hung up the phone.

  After waiting for about two minutes at the door, Zhou Boran rushed out from inside and saw Wang Zhi standing at the door, revealing a smile from afar.

  "You little guy, you've kept me waiting for a good long while, almost half a month." Zhou Boran walked up to Wang Zhi and warmly grasped his hand, saying: "Let's go upstairs and talk."

  "Hehe, what makes you think a professor would wait for you?" Wang Zhi said with profound meaning.

  "You'd better stop pretending, the thing that happened at Wang's clinic over a dozen days ago was handled by you, wasn't it? You're quite capable for someone so young." Zhou Boran didn't hold back either, directly exposing Wang Zhi.

  "Haha, Professor Wang has also learned to follow suit." Wang Zhi said with a smile, it's not clear what happened at the clinic, but in any case, it didn't reach Zhou Boran's ears. If Zhou Boran knew about it, he must have secretly investigated Wang Zhi.

  "You can't just ignore it, your actions have kept me awake for over a decade, how can I be at peace?" Zhou Boran also admitted frankly and without evasion.

  "Professor Wang has been awarded, I'm ashamed to accept." Wang Zhi chuckled, being able to see Zhou Boran also meant that Wang Zhi had decided to pass on his medical skills, so there was no longer any knot in his heart.

  The two of them chatted and laughed as they entered Zhou Boran's office. Once inside, Zhou Boran personally poured a pot of good tea for Wang Zhi, showing great hospitality.

  Wang Zhi also accepted it calmly, without any guilt. In terms of age, Zhou Boran was not necessarily older than Wang Zhi. In terms of medical skills, as a legendary doctor, Wang Zhi had nothing to be guilty about.

  "Hey kiddo, when are you going to decide on a hospital job?" After they sat down, Zhou Boran didn't rush to ask Wang Zhi about his concerns, but instead asked him about his work.

  "It's fine now." Wang Zhi shrugged indifferently, for him it was all the same.

  "Good, very good." Upon hearing Wang Zhi's response, Zhou Boran excitedly said, hastily getting up to retrieve a form from his desk and asking: "I haven't asked you yet, which system did you study, and which department are you going to?"

  "I studied traditional Chinese medicine, so I naturally went to the TCM department. Didn't Professor Zhou understand that?" Wang Zhili said matter-of-factly.

  "It's really traditional Chinese medicine." Zhou Boran was full of disbelief.

  "It's guaranteed genuine." Wang Zhi confirmed.

  "Then go to the Chinese medicine department, but there are all some dull old men who are very boring." Zhou Boran continued filling out the form and said to Wang Zhi.

  "I'm not going on a blind date, what's there to be afraid of?" Wang Zhi said with a carefree expression.

  King Zhi and Zhou Boran were talking in the office, saying that the little thief had puffed up his face and gone back, crying and tattling to the boss.

  "You said that little brat not only beat you up, but also took away all your gains for today." A man in his thirties slammed the half-bottle of beer he was drinking to the ground and asked with a dark face.

  "A thousand true and ten thousand certain, brother leopard! You must avenge me!" The thief cried out.

  "Damn it, useless thing, can you see where he went?" Leopard brother scolded and asked.

  "He went into Central Hospital," the thief said hastily.