Rebirth: My Dear Little Wife Is So Scheming-Chapter 771: Cured

"Zhang Zhaoyuan, you... you’re alright!"

The Surgery clinical students said sheepishly.

They hadn’t expected such a big misunderstanding.

The Traditional Chinese Medicine class students were smug, thinking that even if their medicine couldn’t cure people, it certainly didn’t kill them.

"A bunch of ignorant people who know nothing, yet they create such a fuss here."

"Exactly, they know nothing and just spout nonsense. Their hair is long but their knowledge is short."

"Do you even understand what national essence is, what real acupuncture is? If you don’t, stop ranting here and go back to your Surgery clinicals."

"Right! It’s simply bullying!"

This time, the students of the Traditional Chinese Medicine class finally had an advantage. In the past, they had often been despised and scorned by these people. Now, it was their turn to strut proudly; this feeling was exhilarating.

It was as refreshing as a serf turning over to sing.

"What’s so impressive? It’s just that you didn’t worsen the patient’s condition, but that doesn’t mean you cured them. Besides, not harming the patient is nothing to boast about. The purpose and spirit of being a doctor are to treat and save lives. Did you cure anyone?"

The Surgery clinical students couldn’t help but retaliate.

Over the years, Medical University had always been dominated by Western Medicine. Initially, there wasn’t even a course for Traditional Chinese Medicine. It was only later, as more students came for further studies and exchanges, some of whom were inclined towards niche fields, that they had no choice but to introduce a course in Traditional Chinese Medicine and invite some professors and veteran experts to teach. However, compared to Western Medicine, whether in terms of resources or the degree of talent focus, it was simply incomparable.

This was something the Surgery clinical students took pride in; they were the focus of the Medical College’s investments, and they would be the elite in major hospitals, aimed not only at treating and saving lives but also at gaining fame and fortune.

Zhang Zhaoyuan glanced at Bai Xiao, stood up, and said, "Everyone, please quiet down."

The bickering finally paused.

Everyone looked at Zhang Zhaoyuan.

"Everyone, I initially had prejudices against Traditional Chinese Medicine. In my view, it was slow, and its efficacy wasn’t significant! In many cases of acute and severe illnesses, Traditional Chinese Medicine simply couldn’t provide timely rescue and treatment, which led me to mistakenly believe that it was just a showpiece. But now, through this personal experience,

I have finally realized the charm of Traditional Chinese Medicine. It is indeed a part of our country’s long history and culture. No wonder ancient times had Divine Doctors like Bian Que. I was too frivolous."

Who couldn’t understand what he meant by that?

It meant that Bai Xiao had really cured his cold.

With this thought, someone immediately detected the hint, "It’s true, Zhang Zhaoyuan doesn’t sound nasal at all now. Just now, it sounded like he was talking with a blower, but now, listen to how much clearer his voice is."

"Yes! Yes! It really is."

"He’s not sniffling anymore either."

"Yes, it’s truly gone."

"My goodness, I really didn’t know acupuncture was this effective."

The crowd became noisy.

Zhang Zhaoyuan sincerely said to Bai Xiao, "I’m really sorry about earlier! I was too arrogant, no wonder they say learning is endless! I was too frivolous."

He was captivated by the acupuncture.

Bai Xiao smiled nonchalantly, "It’s okay. Western Medicine has its strengths, like many trauma cases need Western surgical treatment. Traditional Chinese Medicine can do it too, but it’s certainly not as exquisite as Western Medicine; however, Traditional Chinese Medicine also has its advantages. Indeed, combining the strengths of both isn’t a bad path for our country."

She wanted to vigorously develop the combined treatment of Traditional Chinese Medicine and Western Medicine.

This time, Zhang Zhaoyuan was truly impressed. She was so young yet neither arrogant nor servile—how could anyone not admire and like such a person?