Medical Sovereign

Many people of insight have long realized this, which is why the country has been vigorously advocating the revival of traditional culture.

Mr. Hu and the others are the pioneers of the revival of traditional culture and the vanguard of resisting the invasion of Western culture, but this is only a drop in the bucket, far from enough, and more successors are needed to take over the guns in their hands and continue the great cause of revival one generation after another. passed on.

What Ding Ning wants to do is to present its pros and cons, to make all Chinese compatriots wake up, to realize the horror and harm of Western cultural invasion, to stimulate their sense of national honor and patriotism, and to unite more people on the road to recovery of traditional culture. This big ship.

Five thousand students may seem like a lot, but compared with the country's population of more than 1.4 billion, it's not worth mentioning at all.

But as long as this seed is planted in their hearts, a spark can also start a prairie fire.

Spread this idea through their mouths, and continue to spread to increase influence, and more people will join in, and finally form a joint force.

Sooner or later, the entire nation will unite and contribute to the revival of traditional culture.

This is what Mr. Hu and the others have always wanted to do, but they failed for one reason or another.

Now, Ding Ning took the opportunity of giving lectures to take this step firmly. Although the result is unknown, but looking at the thoughtful expressions of these students in front of him, I believe they have realized the danger of Western medicine.

Ding Ning smiled and glanced at them who were contemplating, and without announcing the end of the get out of class, he was about to quietly walk out of the classroom and end his first lecture.

"Professor Ding, don't go yet."

Principal Lu led the entire medical school's Zhiming professors to file in, and stopped Ding Ning with a smile.

Professor Ding?

The entire classroom fell silent for a moment, looking at Principal Lu and the others in astonishment, as if waiting for him to give everyone an explanation.

Ding Ning raised his eyebrows, looking at Mr. Hu and Mr. Zhang winking at him in the crowd, dumbfounded.

Seeing Principal Lu and others mobilizing teachers, Ding Ning's heart was slightly moved. Could it be that the title of professor has come down, otherwise why would he be called a professor.

"In recognition of Comrade Ding Ning's great contributions in the field of Chinese medicine, with the approval of the State Council, the Ministry of Health issued a special award to Comrade Ding Ning as an honorary professor of Ninghai Medical College, enjoying the title of professor. This is a certificate issued by the Ministry of Health of the People's Republic of China. , this is the letter of appointment for an honorary professor issued by our Ninghai University."

President Lu's old face was full of smiles. Ding Ning became an honorary professor of Ninghai Medical College, which meant that he was nailed to the label of Ninghai University.

From then on, they were all prosperous and all were hurt. Every achievement he made has a part of the glory of Ninghai University. The more contributions he made in the medical field, the greater the reputation of Ninghai University.

"What? Honorary professor? How old is he? Is the guy in charge of issuing certificates out of his mind?"

"Get out, I'm not capable, I will be jealous of my family Ningning, it's really disgusting."

"Hey, maybe he is the youngest professor in history?"

"Oh my God, it's hard to compare people to others, and it's hard to compare goods. Compared with him, I really can't live."

"As expected of my husband, he's so powerful, so cool, huh... Ningning, give me one."

"No, I must marry him and give birth to monkeys for him, a professor in his early twenties, my God."

"Ningning is the best, Ningning is the coolest, Ningning is the most handsome!"

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Principal Lu's words were like a stone thrown into a calm lake, which immediately caused an uproar.

There was a sound of gasping for air-conditioning in the classroom, and then it boiled like boiling water. Voices of discussion, envy, questioning, maintenance, surprise, laughter and cursing, and noise instantly filled the entire classroom.

Although Ding Ning had heard the news from Xu Ming Junction, when this moment came, his mood was still ups and downs, and he was very happy.

With a smile on his face, he took the certificate from Principal Lu with both hands, and bowed deeply without being humble, arrogant or impetuous: "Thank you for the honor given to me by the Ministry of Health, thank you Principal Lu, and thank you all the teachers!"

"Congratulations, congratulations, Professor Ding."

"Congratulations, Professor Ding, we are optimistic about you."

"Haha, such a young professor is probably the first in all of China."

"Congratulations, congratulations, you deserve this honor!"

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All the professors congratulated Ding Ning without hesitation in their praise. Ninghai Medical College has such a young professor, and they are also honored.

"Haha, Professor Ding, don't rush to thank me, it's not over yet."

Principal Lu was full of enthusiasm, and turned around to gesture to Mr. Hu.

Not over yet? Ding Ning stared in astonishment at Mr. Hu who came over beaming with a file bag, wondering what kind of medicine they were selling in the gourd.

"Cough cough cough!"

Mr. Hu coughed twice, and the noisy classroom immediately returned to silence. Everyone looked at Mr. Hu with shining eyes. They had long forgotten that he was actually supposed to teach today, and were curious about what was in the portfolio in his hand.

"With the approval of the State Council, the Ministry of Health, the Ministry of Education, and the State Administration of Food and Drug Administration jointly issued a document allowing Ninghai University to establish a School of Traditional Chinese Medicine Anesthesiology. After the students have passed strict assessments, the Ministry of Health will issue graduation certificates uniformly and award graduates Chinese Medicine Anesthesiologists. Certificate, can hold a certificate to work and promote Chinese anesthesia technology nationwide. Comrade Ding Ning was appointed as the first dean of Shennong Anesthesia Training College, Comrades Hu Xinning and Zhang Wenhai were vice presidents, Liao Mingyu, Sun Zhiqiang, Gao Junlin, Meng Philosophy..."

Following Mr. Hu's reading, Ding Ning was dumbfounded, and then felt ecstasy in his heart. Chinese anesthesia finally passed the clinical approval and was recognized and supported by the state. He regarded Chinese anesthesia as a separate discipline and opened a professional college in Nanjing University. Graduates Qualification certificates for TCM anesthesiologists can be issued, and they can work with the certificates to promote TCM anesthesia nationwide.

He could foresee how popular the profession of anesthesiologists in traditional Chinese medicine would be in the future. The number of candidates applying for the college of anesthesiology in traditional Chinese medicine would probably be calculated in units of 10,000 each year.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Hu, Principal Lu and others would give him such a big gift in silence. This is a situation of mutual benefit and win-win and everyone is happy.

Relying on the School of Anesthesiology of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Ninghai University will leap to become the top university in China, and enrollment will no longer be a problem.

And he, Mr. Hu and others will also use the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine Anesthesiology as a base to train more outstanding Chinese medicine practitioners to fulfill their common ideal. The recovery of traditional medicine has taken a solid first step.

As for the title of dean, Ding Ning really didn't take it to heart. He was happy that he finally succeeded in taking the first step in boycotting Western medicine.

But for the students present, the news was simply too shocking, and they were stunned, with disbelief all over their faces.

A 22-year-old honorary professor is fine. After all, Ding Ning's medical skills are there, so he can be the dean of the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine Anesthesiology? Isn't this too ridiculous? That's a real deputy department-level administrative establishment.

The rank of deputy department is equivalent to the rank of deputy mayor. How many civil servants can't reach it, and they can't reach it after a lifetime of hard work, but Ding Ning has easily obtained it. How can we not make them envious and jealous.

But soon, someone realized that no matter how high Ding Ning's rank was, it had nothing to do with them, it was just more talk.

What is closely related to them is that a college of Chinese anesthesiology will be established as a separate discipline, and anesthesiologists of Chinese medicine will also set foot on the stage of history as a special profession.

And a pilot project in the document is enough to show that Ninghai University's School of Traditional Chinese Medicine Anesthesiology is by no means the first. This shows how much the country supports and attaches importance to the training of Chinese Medicine Anesthesiologists.

They are students of medical school, they all have a solid medical foundation, and they can learn Chinese anesthesia techniques much faster than ordinary people.

What's more, they are well aware of how popular this emerging profession will be. After graduation, it will definitely be a sweet pastry that major hospitals are vying for.

There are very few TCM anesthesiologists at this stage. Compared with very complicated medicine, they have unique advantages such as low employment pressure, strong professionalism, high social status, and high salary, so how can they not be tempted.

Many people have already looked at Ding Ning eagerly, wanting to establish a relationship with him and discuss about changing majors.

Those who reacted a little slower were also reminded by their classmates and friends, and immediately understood how hot the School of Anesthesiology of Traditional Chinese Medicine would be.

"Congratulations, Professor Ding, er, no, Dean Ding."

Mr. Hu made fun of Ding Ning with a narrow face.

Ding Ning grinned, and did not condescend to the post of dean in a hypocritical way.

After all, TCM anesthesia comes from Pulse Interceptor. Except for him, no one in this world can perform anesthesia without relying on strength instruments. Therefore, the dean does his part.

Does this count as success and fame? Ding Ning was thinking dizzily, even with his heart, he couldn't help showing a happy smile.

Especially when he felt the mermaid totem squirm slightly, showing signs of waking up, which made his smile even happier.

It seems that he guessed right, prestige can indeed provide power to the mermaid totem, allowing him to wake up as soon as possible, so why should he keep a low profile and endure it.

Although gaining great prestige will bring him many dangers, dangers and opportunities coexist, and prestige will provide him with opportunities to continuously become stronger.

Only by letting the mermaid totem absorb enough prestige and restore its strength as soon as possible can it sense the positions of other totems and continuously open the witch god palace to enter its military chain.

Principal Lu and others chatted and laughed with Ding Ning and left. The students, who were still restrained, exploded with a bang, and their faces turned red with excitement, discussing excitedly:

"The school is going to establish a School of Traditional Chinese Medicine Anesthesiology, can we change majors?"

"I don't know, even if you can transfer to the present, it won't work. It's still in preparation. It would be nice to be able to open this professional school next year."

"Hey, have you noticed? The document says that our school's School of Traditional Chinese Medicine and Anesthesiology is a pilot program, and other universities will definitely open this school in the future."

"Yes, this shows that the country is vigorously supporting the attitude of traditional Chinese anesthesia, and the prospect of traditional Chinese anesthesia is very promising."

"I want to change my major immediately. I want to transfer to the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine Anesthesiology and become a Chinese Medicine Anesthesiologist."

"Haha, I want to be the first group of Chinese anesthesiologists, marry Bai Fumei, and go to the pinnacle of life."

"Hmph, just run to my family, Ningning, I want to change my major too."

"If you transfer to the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine Anesthesiology, you will be able to see my husband every day."

"Damn it, stop thinking about my husband, he is mine."

"You think too much, Ningning is mine, we were still together last night."

"Fuck off, damn mother-in-law, don't be smug there, he was obviously with me last night."

"Cut, you're really shameless, and you don't even look at your own looks. Can my husband like you? Hmph!"

"How beautiful do you think you are, what else can you do besides showing off? Bus, I'm bah!"

"What did you say? Say it again."

"I say it again you bite me, you're a bitch, bus."

"Ah! My old lady fought with you, ahhh..."

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