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"Ichiro Yamamoto, what do you mean by this?" Upon hearing this, a medical representative from the Xia country stood up in anger and stared at Ichiro Yamamoto with sharp eyes. The atmosphere in the conference hall instantly became tense.

"Why, isn't it?" Yamamoto Ichiro's lips curled up in a defiant smile, as if he'd anticipated the upcoming argument. "I respect every culture and tradition, but medicine is a science, requiring evidence and data. While Traditional Chinese Medicine has a long history, its theoretical foundation is vague, and its therapeutic effects are difficult to quantify. Isn't that true?"

"Since the Meiji Restoration, medicine in our country has actively absorbed the essence of Western medicine, committed to integrating traditional medicine with modern technology, and has achieved remarkable results. Neuroregeneration technology is one of the results of our efforts in this regard. It breaks the traditional medical perception that nerve damage is irreversible and brings new hope to patients."

Yamamoto Ichiro spoke passionately, seemingly endorsing the medical achievements of the Land of Sakura, while also disparaging Traditional Chinese Medicine. However, as soon as he finished speaking, a calm and firm rebuttal echoed from a corner of the conference hall.

"Mr. Yamamoto, you seem to have a significant misunderstanding of Traditional Chinese Medicine." Lin Han stood up, his gaze calm and penetrating. His voice was low, but clear enough for everyone present to hear. "The reason Traditional Chinese Medicine has endured for thousands of years is precisely because it embodies a profound understanding of the laws of human life and unique treatment methods. Traditional Chinese Medicine emphasizes the concept of the whole, believing that the human body is an organic whole, with all parts interconnected and influencing each other. This coincides with the systems theory and holistic view advocated by modern medicine."

"As for the vague theoretical foundations and difficulty in quantifying treatment outcomes you mentioned, this is precisely because Traditional Chinese Medicine emphasizes individual differences and dynamic balance, rather than being summarized by simple formulas or models. Through the four diagnostic methods of observation, auscultation, inquiry, and palpation, Traditional Chinese Medicine aims to identify the unique causes and pathogenesis of each patient's illness and then implement a personalized treatment plan. While this treatment model may seem complex and difficult to standardize, it is actually more closely aligned with the complex and ever-changing physiological and pathological processes of the human body."

Lin Han paused, looked around, and seeing that everyone was listening intently, he continued, "As for nerve regeneration technology, I have no intention of denying its progress and contribution to modern medicine. However, the emergence and development of any technology should not be used as a reason to belittle other medical systems. Traditional Chinese and Western medicine each have their own strengths and weaknesses, and we should learn from each other, draw on each other's strengths to overcome our weaknesses, and jointly promote the advancement of human medicine."

Yamamoto Ichiro's face changed slightly upon hearing this. He clearly hadn't expected Lin Han to refute his point so calmly. But he didn't give up. Instead, he sneered and challenged, "Mr. Lin, you're saying that with such ease. So, how do you use Traditional Chinese Medicine to explain and treat modern medical problems like nerve damage?"

"Haha, let's talk about this question later. Let's talk about your problem first." Lin Han raised the corner of his mouth slightly and changed the subject: "Mr. Yamamoto Ichiro, your problem is quite serious!"

"Ah? Mr. Yamamoto Ichiro is sick?"

"Don't you think so? He looks so full of energy. Doesn't he look like a sick person? But, this face... maybe it was caused by a fight with someone? Or..."

"Mr. Yamamoto Ichiro, what's wrong with you? Can you tell us about it? Don't keep it to yourself. Let us think of a solution for you."

Lin Han's words were like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly causing ripples.

Everyone in the conference hall looked at him with curiosity and doubt, and some medical representatives even whispered to each other and discussed in low voices.

Ichiro Yamamoto's face turned pale and blue, obviously caught off guard by Lin Han's sudden questioning.

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"You..." Yamamoto Ichiro pointed at Lin Han in frustration, but was speechless for a moment. He didn't expect Lin Han to point the finger at him so directly and mercilessly.

"What's the matter? Mr. Yamamoto Ichiro, is it inconvenient for you to speak? Well, since you are embarrassed to speak, then I will speak for you?" Lin Han sneered and was about to speak.

"Shut up!" Yamamoto Ichiro shouted immediately upon seeing this. He then looked at a blond man to the side and said respectfully, "Mr. Bruce, look at this Chinese kid from Xia Country. He's so rude. He openly challenged me at the exchange meeting and even questioned my health condition. This is a great blasphemy to the spirit of medical exchange! I beg you to step forward and maintain order and dignity in this venue."

"Hmph? Mr. Yamamoto Ichiro, how dare you say that? You're the only one allowed to maliciously slander Chinese medicine, but we Chinese medicine practitioners aren't allowed to say a word?" Yang Haibo saw this and stood up angrily, his voice carrying an undeniable sense of justice. "Medical exchange should be a platform for openness, inclusiveness, and mutual learning, not a battlefield for some to belittle other countries' medicine and elevate their own. Doctor Lin's questions are merely based on legitimate concern for your health. How can they be considered rude?"

"Alright, everyone, be quiet for a while!" Vice President Bruce saw this and gently tapped the table, signaling for the room to return to calm. His eyes flickered between Lin Han and Yamamoto Ichiro, finally landing on Lin Han. His eyes held both scrutiny and subtle approval. "Hello, Mr. Lin, when you said that Mr. Yamamoto Ichiro had a serious problem, what did you mean? I think he's in good condition, doesn't he look like someone who's sick?"

"In a certain way." Lin Han smiled faintly, deliberately keeping the question in suspense, and turned his gaze to Yamamoto Ichiro, "Mr. Yamamoto Ichiro, if you trust me, I can cure your disease on the spot, but you have to apologize to the Chinese medicine doctor in front of everyone! If you continue to insist on your belief that our Chinese medicine is pseudoscience, then I can't help you!

Oh, and one more thing, I am the only one who can cure your disease. If someone else treats you, it will only backfire and make your condition worse. Maybe in the end, your "little brother"... Oh, how sad! "As he said this, he shook his head in a pretentious manner, with a hint of teasing in his eyes.

As soon as these words were spoken, the venue erupted in an uproar. Everyone looked at each other with increasing curiosity. Yamamoto Ichiro's expression became even uglier. He clenched his fists, and veins bulged on his forehead. It was obvious that he was deeply hurt by Lin Han's words.

"You...what nonsense are you talking about!" Yamamoto Ichiro roared angrily, with a hint of barely perceptible panic in his voice. He looked around and found that everyone's eyes were focused on him, as if he had become a liar who had been exposed.