Rural Chinese Medicine Li Maoyang

Chapter 307 Has Life in Parallel Space Been Mapped into Dreamland?
That night, Li Maoyang, Qiao Chunwang and a group of teachers drank until after nine o'clock, and then followed a group of teachers to put on their clothes and get up to do a bird and animal scatter.

The dinner is over.

The entire dinner only talked about Qian Langlang for less than 2 minutes, and then Li Maoyang received a few words of admiration and admiration from Gao Hubao and Wang Lina for his reminiscence of the past and the present, and the rest were mostly about the judgment and outlook of the international situation.

Well, this kind of dinner seems to be the safest and most interesting way to judge and look forward to the international situation, and the most common topic can be found.

Li Maoyang and Qiao Chunwang are people who don't care much about the international situation. They sat there throughout the dinner and listened to the teachers' high-level remarks on the international situation.

Fucking bastard, he gave a speech in the Black Palace wearing a diaper and has nothing to do with me!
Li Maoyang complained in his heart and Qiao Chunwang sent away the group of talkers, and vowed not to have a dinner with these guys next time, it was a waste of time and life, even if he praised Li Maoyang a few more words.

Called a surrogate driver to take them to the hotel. What made Li Maoyang somewhat embarrassed was that he and Qiao Chunwang lived in the same room. What if Qiao Guoguo, Alia or Sijin sent him a video invitation tonight? .

He quickly sent a wechat hint to the three of them, and he was relieved.

They each took a bath one after another. Li Maoyang lay on the bed and chatted with Qiao Chunwang about diagnosis, syndrome differentiation and prescriptions. Because they were both drunk, they soon fell asleep.

When he woke up the next morning, Li Maoyang was secretly startled. Last night he somehow had a romantic dream. He dreamed that he married three wives. Among these three wives, there was also a pair of twin sisters...

What the hell!

Li Maoyang thinks about the strangeness of this dream. If he thinks about it day by day and dreams at night, he would occasionally think about what if he had two dear ones...

He never thought about what would happen if there were three women?
What's more, none of the three wives he married in his dream was a girl he knew well...

What exactly is going on?

This kind of dream seemed to be stuffed into his dreamland completely out of thin air.

Moreover, he often has such dreams that are completely incompatible with real life, and he has asked other people about this kind of thing, knowing that other people often have such dreams that are completely incompatible with reality.

This makes Li Maoyang can't help but believe in the theory of parallel time and space.

Maybe this world really has parallel time and space, otherwise how can a person have such a dream that is completely inconsistent with reality?

As for thinking and analyzing dreams with superstition//belief, he usually only dreams about babies or some dirty dreams like going to the toilet, so he will pay a little attention to his words and deeds the next day.

Well, in the final analysis, none of the above-mentioned reasons frightened Li Maoyang. What frightened him was whether he had said anything in his dreams?
It would be so embarrassing if Qiao Chunwang heard the words in his sleep!

After thinking about it for a while, he decided that he had to find an excuse to go out and find another hotel to stay tonight. Living here with Qiao Chunwang was really not easy.

"Uncle, are you going in a white coat?"

After washing, Li Maoyang saw that Qiao Chunwang was wearing a white coat, so he asked without words, while paying attention to Qiao Chunwang's expression.

The brother's expression seemed normal.

Li Maoyang's heart relaxed a little.

"Is this training held in the Chinese Medicine Department of the County Hospital, or is it easier to get in and out in a white coat. You didn't bring your white coat?" Qiao Chunwang asked.

"I have. Then I'll wear a white coat too."

Li Maoyang said as he opened the suitcase and put on his white coat.

Then the two closed the room door and went out. While walking in the corridor, they saw several room doors open, and Qiao Chunwang greeted the people inside from time to time.

According to Qiao Chunwang, there must be more than a dozen doctors of traditional Chinese medicine who came to the county to participate in the training.

Maixiang Town has the most, with three, and other towns have one or two. Some towns don't even have a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine at all, and the township health center sends a doctor to count them.

After all, the county also needs face. During the training, reporters from the county broadcasting bureau may be invited to interview and report. In addition, the relevant departments may also need numbers in the report.

After eating breakfast, Li Maoyang and Qiao Chunwang walked straight to the nearby county hospital.

The county hospital has been expanded in recent years, and it is no longer the same as the county hospital that Li Maoyang saw when he was in high school.

Walking in from the gate of the hospital, you can feel the majestic appearance, and the building is gorgeous and upscale.

Walking into the door of the hospital building, I feel that the hall inside is spacious, with people coming and going, and the corridors extend in all directions. Walking along a main corridor, people feel that the corridor is deep and does not know how deep it is.

Generally speaking, although the economy of Hang County, E City is generally not as good as that of Liuyuan County, Ba City, which is adjacent to the north, the scale and grade of the hospital in Hang County is not inferior to that of Liuyuan County Hospital.

After beating around the bush and going upstairs again, Li Maoyang finally saw the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of Hang County Hospital which he had never heard of on the third floor.

Counting, even the doctor's office with wards, there are only a few rooms.

If the entire county hospital is like a camel, the TCM department is at best a tail end of the camel.

However, the tip of the tail is also very important. At the very least, it allows relevant departments to have data to write when writing reports.

Qiao Chunwang was quite familiar with the doctors in the Chinese Medicine Department of the county hospital, so he took Li Maoyang to greet several doctors, introduced each other, and then followed the doctors to see the patients in the ward.

There are no patients with special conditions that Li Maoyang is interested in.

Then he followed Qiao Chunwang to a meeting room of the western medicine side without much interest. There were already more than a dozen Chinese medicine doctors from townships sitting in it, some in white coats and some in ordinary clothes.

The average age is over 40 years old.

He, Li Maoyang, is surprisingly young here.

Ji Wenbin and Wang Guang also came, and Wang Guang tried his best to avoid Li Maoyang's eyes.

At eight o'clock, the training officially began.

The first trainer was a doctor named Qin Jingming from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine. He was in his 30s, with thin eyebrows, thin eyes and white skin. The roster called the names (it even did!), and the lecture began.

To Li Maoyang's surprise, he even prepared a PPT.

It can be seen that some work has been done.

However, the content of the talk is just average. Although it seems to be a relatively advanced "systematic dialectical pulse study", it is too lacking in nutrition to just talk about some conceptual things.

Pulse diagnosis is a thing that goes deep into the depths. If you talk about some conceptual things, I will have everything with a quick glance on Baidu.

If you can't do it, borrow your lecture notes and take a look.

What Li Maoyang urgently needs to learn now is the concepts that go down to N layers. Listening to such superficial conceptual things is really a waste of time and life.

He can't afford to waste it especially now.

So after listening for a while, he decisively decided to withdraw, held the mobile phone to his ear, pretended to answer the call, and slipped out through the back door.

As for discipline or something, throw a box or two of Huazi to each lecturer and say a few nice words, and it should be easy to handle.

Li Maoyang can play this kind of thing very smoothly now.

　Second update today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)