550: Chapter 550: The First Clash Between Chinese and Western Medicine 550: Chapter 550: The First Clash Between Chinese and Western Medicine The East-West Medical Exchange Conference, held under the auspices of the mayor of Donglin City and even the leadership of the national organization department, was grandly convened with several high-ranking leaders delivering speeches.
Of course, their official tone all carried the great banner of friendly exchanges, elevating this East-West Medical exchange to a higher level of friendly relations between two countries.
The American ambassador, Pia, also made a statement.
His speech mainly expressed that this East-West Medical exchange was a friendly act but also mixed with a hint of competing against traditional Chinese medicine.
The East-West Medical Exchange Conference was set up in the vast open space of the Central Square, attended by as many as one or two hundred media outlets, with reporters numbering four to five hundred.
The crowd of onlookers was immense, like a sea of people.
Security was not taken lightly, as the Donglin City police had received intelligence that the Black Specter organization might engage in terrorist activities, hence thousands of police forces were mobilized to strictly guard various places, virtually enclosing the vast Central Square.
If any suspicious persons were found, they were to be arrested on the spot.
Of course, since the Black Specter organization’s target was Tangyu, launching an attack here was extremely difficult.
The East-West Medical Exchange Conference, actually held at least once daily in Donglin City, was obviously different this time.
Previous exchanges, mostly based on friendly principles, rarely caused any stir or even media attention.
But this time was different; this East-West Medical Exchange was a long-planned attack by America, aiming to completely defeat traditional Chinese medicine and thereby further consolidate the status of Western medicine.
It is important to note that there are enormous profits hidden within the medical field.
Making Western medicine prevalent is incredibly beneficial for America.
Furthermore, America, being strong in various aspects and always wanting to be the first, views medical invasion as an important strategic means.
Thus, America facilitated this East-West Medical Exchange Conference through diplomatic means and even dispatched their ambassador, showing how seriously America took this conference.
With such a premise, the conference naturally attracted broad attention.
Coupled with yesterday’s warm-ups and rapid media dissemination, when the Western medical delegation introduced Biomedical Remedy DHA5, it became an overnight sensation like a tsunami, becoming the hottest topic.
If not for the limited space of Central Square, the number of attendees would have far exceeded this amount.
Following the completion of the opening ceremony and leaders’ speeches, it was Nathan’s turn to take the stage with a speech entitled “Western Medicine Changes the World,” a topic already grand in scope.
Nathan’s language was very sharp, linking America’s most advanced medical techniques, equipment, and remedies and providing some outlooks on the future development of Western medicine.
He boldly announced that they had conquered the world’s ten most complex diseases and that their next goals were, first, to conquer all diseases within five years, achieving a state where all ailments could be treated, and second, a ten-year plan to develop biomedical remedies that could resist the aging of human tissues, truly extending human lifespan.
Nathan’s speech naturally caused quite a stir.
If those two goals were truly achievable within ten years, it would be an almost inconceivable feat, truly a revolutionary epoch-making change, contributing unprecedentedly to humanity.
“Western medicine is the world’s most advanced, most scientific, and best medical practice,” Nathan concluded with a look of disdain at Tangyu and others, expressing an extremely arrogant statement.
Thunderous applause erupted, and many in the audience who were studying Western medicine cheered loudly.
“This is a historic revolutionary moment for Western medicine, Western medicine is unbeatable.”
“Western medicine is the best medical practice, urging everyone to study it.”
“So powerful, American Western medicine is at least decades ahead of us, I want to go to America for further study.”
Of course, there were also many enthusiasts and patriots of Chinese medicine who fought back, and thus a verbal battle ensued below, making the scene extremely lively.
Members of the Western medical delegation, seeing such a lively scene, all had smiles on their faces, some with an air of mockery.
A country’s backwardness stems from the numbness of its people.
Tangyu stood up, looking around with a serious expression and furrowed brows, and his resounding voice began, “There’s no denying the advanced technology of Western medicine, but as the old saying goes, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts.
From a friendly perspective, I would say Western and Chinese medicine are equally great, equally good.
Any medical practice that can cure people’s diseases is good, whether it’s Chinese medicine, Western medicine, or even witch doctoring.
However, from my own perspective, I still want to say, Chinese medicine is unbeatable.
Some may laugh at me, think I’m bragging, blindly confident.
All I can do is laugh it off, our culture’s thousands of years of essence, profound and extensive, is far beyond what you amateurs can understand.
Perhaps, this exchange is indeed the best thing about speaking, so for now, I remain silent on everything else.
Since America’s friend has given a focused lecture, I might as well talk about it too.
My topic is ‘On the Connection between Chinese Medicine and the Universe.’
Nathan’s topic was grand, but Tangyu’s was even grander.
It wasn’t that Tangyu wanted to outdo Rou Sen, but that he wanted to truly explain what real Chinese medicine was all about.
Of course, most people listening to Tangyu’s speech were lost in the clouds, and many didn’t understand at all what Tangyu was talking about.
On the stage, Chairman Bi and others showed a hint of surprise.
Even they had only seen this domain from a medical perspective and hadn’t actually explored it, but now they were able to discuss it eloquently from Tangyu’s mouth, as if opening a new door for Chairman Bi and the others, leading them into a broader domain.
Ye Mai and others also listened intently, this domain far exceeded their understanding of Chinese medicine, reaching a mythological level.
After speaking for half an hour, Tangyu finally finished.
Silence followed, no applause, no other sounds, as if everyone was stunned.
“Impossible, I don’t believe in your Huaxia Country’s ridiculous myths.
What you’re saying is too false.
If Traditional Chinese Medicine were as mysteriously potent as you claim, it wouldn’t be in such decline.
It’s just the talk of delusional people.”
“Let’s speak with results and not big words.
You Huaxia people always exaggerate, stop being so cryptic.”
Tangyu ignored them.
Indeed, speaking with results would soon show them the true prowess of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
“Alright, let’s officially start the East-West Medical Exchange Conference then,” Bi announced.
Nathan looked at Tangyu and said, “The project this morning involves treating patients on the verge of death, President Bi, how are you prepared for this?”
“We’ve already notified the emergency centers of various hospitals.
As soon as there’s a suitable case, it will be sent over immediately.
The equipment you need has also been prepared and can be brought up right away,” President Bi replied.
“Then good, let’s just wait then,” Nathan said, then looked at Tangyu with a challenging meaning.
Tangyu responded with a smile.
“This emergency treatment for dying patients is originally a strong point for Western medicine, and I’m particularly concerned if the patients brought in have been in vehicle accidents, which is even more a forte of Western medicine.
They obviously came prepared, and they were the ones who suggested this project.
They’ve brought state-of-the-art medical devices and substances.
In this aspect, we are at a disadvantage,” Liu Shiyi said worriedly.
Traditional Chinese Medicine is obviously weaker than Western medicine in terms of surgical procedures.
Emergency resuscitation involves things like blood transfusions and sustenance which are prohibited in pure Traditional Chinese Medicine.
So, for Traditional Chinese Medicine, this is undoubtedly a great challenge.
“We are indeed at a disadvantage in this area,” Rao Yuanzhen also nodded.
Except for Tangyu, Doctor Xiao, and Xiao Yudie, who showed no worry, the others were somewhat anxious.
Losing the first round would be a severe blow to Traditional Chinese Medicine and morale, and it would provoke all sorts of comments from the media.
Getting off to a good start was extremely important.
If not winning, at least they couldn’t afford to lose.
Although everyone was full of confidence, the actual competition still brought a lot of pressure.
Tangyu said, “Everyone, don’t worry, and don’t lose your composure.
It’s true that procedures and emergency care are our weaknesses, but as the saying goes, danger and opportunity coexist.
It’s precisely because this is a challenge for us that, should we succeed, it would be the greatest encouragement for us and truly demonstrate Traditional Chinese Medicine’s strength.
A challenge and pressure aren’t scary, but losing faith is.
Later, everyone just follow my lead.
We must win the first battle.”
Tangyu’s confidence also inspired everyone, and they all nodded emphatically in agreement.
About fifteen minutes later, two ambulances sped in, and the medics quickly carried out two severely injured, critically ill patients from vehicle accidents and placed them on the pre-prepared resuscitation tables.
The Western medicine team was ready and immediately sprung into highly efficient action as soon as the patients arrived.
The lead surgeon was a tall, thin man named Gleeful, highly skilled in surgery, having successfully treated over a hundred dying patients, known as having the “Hand of the Angel.”
The Traditional Chinese Medicine team’s facility, however, appeared very basic with only a resuscitation table and nothing else.
“Rao Yuanzhen, Dr.
Xiao, you’ll assist me; everyone else, stand ready,” Tangyu instructed, and everyone quickly sprang into action.
Tangyu approached the hospital bed to examine the patient, who indeed looked horribly injured from the crash, with both legs gruesomely deformed under the pressure and bloodied all over.
Large patches of skin flaked off, presenting a truly grisly sight.
The head injuries were severe, covered in blood—extremely dangerous.
Patients sent here were those the hospitals had nearly given up on, who were practically in a state of clinical death apart from a faint brain activity that still held a sliver of hope for life.
Such a person, even if taken to a hospital, faced a life-and-death situation.
“Hmm, something’s wrong; there’s still a pulse, and it’s quite strong.
Is this staged?
Uh-oh, there’s danger.” Tangyu’s heart skipped a beat as a sudden sense of danger surged within him— an instinct he had never doubted.
He instantly backed away and glanced to see that the supposed dying patient had raised his hand holding a mini pistol, aiming directly at Tangyu’s chest to shoot.