I Can Hear the Heart's Voice of Traditional Chinese Medicine-Chapter 287 - 127: Chinese Medical Science and Technology Award
United South Chinese Medicine Association.
As the last patient left Room 215 nearing the end of the workday, Gu Huahua let out a sigh of relief.
He glanced at the clock opposite him. It was still early, and if he left now, he could make it to the evening gathering in time.
However, what Gu Huahua was most concerned about right now wasn't attending the gathering, but figuring out how to bring Lu Xuan along.
He quickly packed up his things, greeted Zhang Jingcai, then left the consultation room and headed straight for Room 249.
But, as Gu Huahua arrived outside Room 249, just about to call for Lu Xuan, he realized there were two others seated inside.
Nationally recognized traditional Chinese medicine expert Huang Beishan.
Acupuncture master Zhou Jiande.
"Lu..."
Seeing these two, Gu Huahua swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue, hurriedly stepped back a few paces, and didn't draw the attention of the three inside the consultation room.
Instead, he moved to a long bench where patients usually sat, planning to wait for a while.
It was after hours, so surely Elder Huang and Elder Zhou wouldn't be staying much longer.
Meanwhile.
Inside the consultation room.
As soon as Huang Beishan sat down, he got straight to the point: "Dr. Lu, Old Zhou just spoke with me for a bit. I think he's right; since you don't intend to keep your acupuncture mastery hidden, why not apply for the Chinese Medical Science and Technology Award? There's a high possibility of clinching the top spot."
Beside him, possibly expecting Lu Xuan might choose to decline, Zhou Jiande chimed in: "Teacher, I know you might not care about this, but Chinese medicine does!"
Outside, Gu Huahua, who wasn't quite eavesdropping intentionally, was stunned when he heard this, especially when Huang Beishan suggested Lu Xuan apply for the Chinese Medical Science and Technology Award.
Chinese Medical Science and Technology Award?
That's an award set up by the Chinese Medical Association for the national medical and health industry, one of the first 26 awards established by non-governmental organizations approved by the Ministry of Health and the Ministry of Science and Technology.
However, that's not the key issue.
The key issue is that the Ministry of Health will recommend projects that won the Chinese Medical Science and Technology Award for the National Science and Technology Award.
That's the most daunting aspect.
The National Science and Technology Award, the highest honor, bar none.
To say obtaining the National Science and Technology Award signifies standing at the pinnacle of one's field wouldn't be an exaggeration.
Has Lu Xuan already reached this stage?
Gu Huahua found himself increasingly skeptical about life.
In the span of six months, the world's changes had been enormous.
Besides... did Huang Elder just mention acupuncture mastery?
Was it the acupuncture mastery I know of?
When did Lu Xuan learn acupuncture?
How come I didn't know?
Zhijiang University of Traditional Chinese Medicine does teach acupuncture, but they focus on internal medicine, and acupuncture is just briefly covered; it's not taught in depth, nor is it widely learned.
In fact, acupuncture is quite unfamiliar to most people.
And regardless of familiarity, it's obvious that what's required to apply for the Chinese Medical Science and Technology Award cannot be something learned at school.
Just as Gu Huahua hadn't recovered from his shock, he heard the word "teacher" from Zhou Jiande, which nearly made him fall off the bench.
Teacher?
Who's being called teacher?
Elder Zhou calling Elder Huang?
Definitely not.
Elder Zhou calling Lu Xuan?
Since when did Lu Xuan become Elder Zhou's teacher?
Thinking about this possibility, Gu Huahua was utterly astounded and even a bit frightened.
Elder Zhou is an acupuncture master; across the nation, there are very few who could qualify as his teacher.
"Just how skilled is Lu Xuan in acupuncture to make Elder Zhou willingly acknowledge him as a teacher?"
Gu Huahua was at a loss for words.
But the next moment, he recalled the acupuncture mastery mentioned by Huang Beishan earlier.
Aside from acupuncture mastery, he couldn't think of any other reason.
While Gu Huahua was lost in his thoughts, Zhou Jiande's voice could be heard again from inside: "Several sessions have passed without any relation to Chinese medicine in the Chinese Medical Science and Technology Award. If this continues, who will remember Chinese medicine?
What's lacking in Chinese medicine now isn't just one or two miracle doctors, though my interaction with you, teacher, hasn't been extensive, at most a few hours, I can tell you don't care about these things.
But while you don't care, Chinese medicine does!
Especially now, when Western medicine is strong and Chinese medicine is weak, if this award can be won by a Chinese medicine project, it would be akin to a shot in the arm, revitalizing Chinese medicine and proving that Chinese medicine is not inferior to Western medicine. This is crucial.
The rise of Chinese medicine is not merely about talk or burying one's head in work; sometimes, it's also about having the strength to go against Western medicine. As the highest award in our country's medical field, the value of the Chinese Medical Science and Technology Award is self-evident, I believe you, teacher, understand this too.
You have the ability, and now you have such a good project, Elder Huang is also a member of the Chinese Medical Association; he says this project has a high possibility of winning, so there shouldn't be a problem. Since we have a project that can win an award, why not try, instead of letting this honor go to a Western medicine project?"
Zhou Jiande's argument made Lu Xuan somewhat moved.
On the side, Huang Beishan also added: "In the past, we didn't have projects in this area to win awards, there was nothing we could do about that. We can't just pick a project at random and make a fool of ourselves, right?
Now that we have one, not going for it, Dr. Lu, I must say, would be a bit of a waste.







