Dr. Song’s name is Song Yiheng, a native of Yuecheng, and he went abroad to study very early.

He was studying literature at that time, and later met a friend. With the help of his friend, he decided to change to medical studies.

Later, when he worked in the UK, he was also a friend who helped him introduce him.

Dr. Song married his fiancée who had been studying abroad.

The reason he decided to return to China was because his eldest daughter died in a car accident last year.

My daughter is thirteen years old, smart and beautiful, speaks fluently in English, and speaks Chinese and Yuecheng very authentic. The couple likes her as babies.

The child died. She was injured too seriously at the time and died on the operating table in the emergency room. Dr. Song was his father. He was afraid that he would not be able to take the surgery with great care. He did not participate in the emergency room.

Since then, the Song family has been filled with sorrow, and the originally beautiful and wealthy family seems to be squeezed out.

Dr. Song cheered up and decided to quit his promising and high-paying job, stayed away from sadness, and returned to Yuecheng, the hometown where he and his wife grew up.

After returning, Dr. Song could not sit down and waste his life. He was one of the best surgeons in the UK.

Dr. Song, who regained his mood, opened this surgical clinic, one to develop his own career and the other to save the suffering patients.

Dr. Song never thought about making money. After all, Western medicine is so expensive, and the drug dealer has already exploited all the profits, so the doctor can't make much money.

If the medical treatment is too expensive, the patient would rather go to the Chinese medicine doctor or the witch.

Dr. Song also paid attention to the situation in China, especially public opinion.

The strife of traditional Chinese medicine has been a constant popularity over the years. Chinese people, especially intellectuals with some horizons, hate traditional Chinese medicine and feel that they must be eliminated so that they will not harm their lives again.

Dr. Song remembered that when he was very young, his cousin had just cut his wound and died of tetanus.

Such a small disease can also kill people, which shows the ignorance and incompetence of traditional Chinese medicine.

Traditional Chinese medicine is a liar!

Dr. Song is not without a background. He is so good at medical skills. He studied at the best medical university and worked in the UK.

Therefore, many powerful people who have cured him, including the counselor of the Shanghai Embassy, ​​Dr. Song's good friend.

People in China are afraid of foreigners.

With this relationship and hatred of traditional Chinese medicine, Dr. Song issued such propaganda, so that neighbors should not see traditional Chinese medicine, so as not to be killed.

"I'm thinking about the neighbors." Dr. Song was not afraid of Gu Qingzhou. "Even government officials advised the public not to believe in traditional Chinese medicine. Why should you take the blame for the world, young lady?"

"Doctor Song also thinks Chinese medicine is a liar?" Gu Qingzhou asked.

There was no smile on her face.

The young lady has thick and black hair and fair skin. Compared with the two, her face is particularly dazzling, as if she can show off her beauty.

Her eyes were aggressive.

"Why do I think it's not important? That's the truth." Dr. Song's aura slightly lowered and said, "Mrs. Young Madam, this book was written by me personally. I will give you some daily hygiene knowledge. I wish you good health."

After saying that, he handed the booklet he had printed to Gu Qingzhou.

Gu Qingzhou laughed and cried.

She took it and kept it at hand without looking, just said, "Dr. Song, if you have any words to attack traditional Chinese medicine, we will regard you as a provocation. Since you are provoking, don't blame us for fighting back."

When she spoke, there was light in her eyes, majestic and bright.

Dr. Song knew that this was not a good person.

People have soldiers and guns, but they say that scholars can’t make sense when they meet soldiers, so there is no need to fight head-on with them, and they are at a disadvantage.

"Mrs. Young Madam, since you are the hostess of a powerful family, you should consider the people of Yuecheng. Are you willing to watch your people suffer?" Dr. Song said.

He Mengde, who had not interrupted, could no longer listen.

He Mengde's face turned pale: "Doctor Song, you are too stubborn! Like Western medicine, we Chinese medicine practitioners save lives and help the wounded!"

"Ha." Dr. Song sneered, short and funny.

He Mengde's face turned purple and fluttered. He has been honest all his life and is not good at quarrels with others. He is just so angry that his stomach hurts.

"Uncle, it's okay." Gu Qingzhou whispered to comfort He Mengde.

Gu Qingzhou felt that Dr. Song was very hostile to traditional Chinese medicine. He probably had been abroad for a long time and was brainwashed by the newspaper as soon as he came back. He felt that traditional Chinese medicine was extremely guilty.

For a moment, Gu Qingzhou couldn't reverse his thoughts.

It’s just that everyone is doing business with each other and it is normal for them to compete, and Gu Qingzhou can understand it.

She doesn't want to have a dispute here.

"Shopkeeper He, I want to ask you something." Dr. Song spoke slowly, but instead continued.

He Mengde was like facing a great enemy: "What do you mean?"

"Traditional Chinese medicine has a shortcoming in first aid. Do you admit this? Especially surgical first aid. I know that traditional Chinese medicine also has surgical first aid, but it is not as good as Western medicine. Is this true?" Dr. Song said.

He Mengde nodded: "That's true."

His undisputed attitude made Dr. Song nod his head secretly, at least he was a sensible person.

Just be a wise man and won’t do things in a mess.

Dr. Song thinks that everyone is reasonable, and this is not bad.

"So, if there is an emergency trauma next time, can you recommend them to go to my clinic?" Dr. Song said, "If there are cases suitable for Chinese medicine in my place, I will also recommend them to you."

He Mengde's face sank.

I haven't done this business for thousands of years.

But Gu Qingzhou took the lead and snatched the topic: "Yes."

I agreed very simply.

He Mengde came to his senses and felt that he could take a step back and the two families lived in harmony for the time being.

"Of course, we won't joke about the life of the patient. Since you are good at surgery, we will recommend it." He Mengdedao.

Dr. Song thought it would be hard to convince them.

Dr. Song was serious about this kind of thing, but he also understood that the other party would think he was provoking. Unexpectedly, He Mengde and the young lady were so well-informed, which was a bit surprising.

"Is it guilty?" Dr. Song thought.

No matter what it was, they simply agreed, and Dr. Song was a little happy.

When they left, Gu Qingzhou and He Mengde went downstairs first.

"Doctor Song, the two shops are so close, so you can live in peace in the future." Gu Qingzhou said.

Dr. Song nodded: "It must be certain, young lady walks slowly."

He did not walk ahead and waited for Gu Qingzhou and He Mengde to leave first.

Gu Qingzhou was not polite, so he left first.

He Mengde was in a low mood and seemed to be angry by Dr. Song.

Dr. Song was a few steps behind them.

I originally wanted to turn to East Street, but Dr. Song saw that He's Baicaotang in the distance had a big wind sail for recruiting apprentices, and he was a little curious: "There are Chinese medicine practitioners who accept apprentices with such great fanfare?"

He remembered that traditional Chinese medicine is a family heritage. Even if he recruits apprentices, the other party asked for help, instead of recruiting people openly.

With this curiosity, Dr. Song turned back and walked to He's Pharmacy.

From afar, Gu Qingzhou and He Mengde had already entered the medicine shop.

Dr. Song approached, but saw a car parked at the door of He's Baicaotang.

A middle-aged man in a suit and tie came down.

The middle-aged man opened the car door and invited a tall blonde and blue-eyed foreigner to come down.

Dr. Song was shocked: He knew both of these two people.

"Wang Qi, Dr. Ainold?" Dr. Song was surprised, "Has they gone to the wrong place?"

Wang Qi and Dr. Song were classmates when they were young.

When Dr. Song returned to China, the British Embassy Counselor in Shanghai knew that he was going to open a Western medicine clinic, so he recommended Dr. Ainold to him and introduced Ainold's background.

Ainold has a high status in the American church.

After Dr. Song returned to Yuecheng, he visited Ainold and met Wang Qi at Ainold's house. He only remembered that he was a childhood companion and had a great time talking.

Wang Qi is a leader in anti-Traditional Chinese medicine.

"Isn't it here to ruin the situation?" Dr. Song thought to himself.

An American authoritative Western medicine and an anti-Traditional Chinese medicine. Both of them are important figures in the Western medicine circles in Jiangnan, but they all arrived at He's Baicaotang together. Needless to say, it must be that this pharmacy did something harmful to the world!

When Dr. Song saw Ainold and Wang Qi go in, he thought about the last time he visited Ainold, Ainold was very cold and thought to himself: "This may be a good opportunity to flatter Ainold."

Ainold is a man who cares for his patients like a father, but is very strict with his peers and students.

Dr. Song is a well-known British surgeon and still cannot get into Aynold's eyes.
To be continued...