Chapter 1109

   But whether you believe it or not, the momentum has already been created, and those who believe come to seek medical advice with sincerity. Those who do not believe will come to watch the fun out of curiosity, and by the way, they will follow others to seek medical advice.

   This is the power of advertising, no matter in any age, it has a great effect.

  In addition to those who came to ask for a doctor, there were also some doctors from all walks of life who studied Chinese medicine, and they came to join the family of Chinese medicine.

   After a few days, Nianyang was very busy, because there were too many people to join, but as long as Nianyang didn't have too much energy, the exam questions would be passed.

   There were 8 people who finally passed, all of them were relatively young, and 3 of them were even 18 years old.

   This made the other TCM practitioners who were not selected very dissatisfied. How could they choose such young people and reject them as qualified elders instead?

   Even the elders in Nianyang Gate thought it was very strange.

   Nianyang said, "There are already enough old families in traditional Chinese medicine, and there is no need to add extra. The road of traditional Chinese medicine is long and difficult to walk, and we need fresh blood to be injected.

Young doctors and elders have different analyses of their medical records. Elders often follow the same pattern, too restrictive. Newcomers dare to innovate. What I need is a master of traditional Chinese medicine in the new era. It has a long history. "

   Moreover, although she chose young people, they are flexible in their minds and answer questions beautifully. They are not as rigid as other people.

   So they were ranked in order according to their entry scores, and an assessment would be arranged every month. When the assessment reached full marks, they could become elders.

   Although Nianyang is young, he can handle things with ease, making everyone in the door convinced.

   After arranging the family of traditional Chinese medicine, Nian Yang received a call from Li Tingyan.

  When she hurried to the city hospital by car, she saw a dirty man standing in front of the ward with a face with a cold plateau.

   "Ayan, how did you get like this?" Nian Yang looked at the tall man in front of him, feeling distressed and wanting to laugh. She hadn't seen her for a few days. Her rough man became a beggar again, with cracks on his face.

   "What happened to your face?"

   "Niannian, I just flew back from the snow-capped mountains, and I have chills on my body. Don't touch me."

  Li Tingyan took a step back, touched his face and said,

   "It's too cold, minus 40 degrees, this frostbite is a small problem."

   "Where's my brother, is he all right?" Although Nian Yang felt sorry for his man, he felt that he still had to pay attention to the injured.

"He was buried in the snow. We searched for him for three days, and was finally found by Shi Nuan. He was sent back by helicopter in the middle of the night last night. He was rescued all night. But no big deal.

  I was afraid of disturbing you, so I didn't call you last night. I just came back with the last wave of planes. I got off the plane and came to the hospital. I told you that Chu Zhan was all right. "

  Li Tingyan explained it very carefully, just because he was afraid that Nianyang would blame him for not calling to talk about these things in time.

   Little did he know that he was so embarrassed that he had already made Nianyang distressed enough, where would he think of anything else.

   "Come with me."

Nian Yang stretched out his hand, pulled Li Tingyan into the ward where no patients lived next to him, and patted his head, "Go into the space to soak in the hot spring, don't freeze it, there is food in my space, your clothes, get it yourself. ."

   (end of this chapter)