Chapter 224 Competition Badge
There were a lot of people attending the exchange conference for Western medicine this time.
Besides the participating doctors, there were also many supporters. In contrast, the traditional Chinese medicine (TCM) side had only sixteen people, and except for James, who was young, the rest were all elderly TCM practitioners. The youngest among them were in their forties, and there were only two of them; the others were in their fifties and sixties.
Edwin, who was over eighty, didn't need to be mentioned, and there were also two TCM practitioners in their seventies with wrinkled faces. The decline of the traditional Chinese medicine was evident.
"Look, the TCM team is here!"
The arrival of James and the others quickly drew attention, and many eyes turned towards them.
This scene sparked even more discussion.
"No way. Are these all the people from the TCM side? That's too few! And they're all old. Look at the three in the front; they must be in their seventies or eighties, right?"
"Wait, there's a young guy. Is he the only young one? The TCM side is really in bad shape!"
"Isn't this normal? Last year, the TCM side had over thirty people and still lost. This year, they probably didn't dare to come to the exchange conference again."
"TCM might lose again this time..."
"Of course, I've heard that TCM isn't doing well. Their techniques for treating diseases aren't good anymore..."
Many people discussed TCM, and most of them looked down on it. Only a very few who had relatives working in TCM silently supported it.
Even if they supported it, they cheered for TCM in secret, not daring to show it openly.
Such a one-sided scene had never been seen in the many years of the East-West medicine exchange conference!
Suddenly, many TCM practitioners felt even more pressure; their steps became heavier, and their moods turned more pessimistic.
Even Edwin, who had great confidence in James, looked more serious and less optimistic when he saw the scene.
Among the sixteen people on the team, only James was the most relaxed, even a bit excited.
It was because he was confident enough; he was not afraid of anyone in the medical area, even when facing so many famous Western medicine practitioners.
He started learning medicine at the age of five and mastered it by fifteen, which no one would believe. This year, he was twenty-six, and his research in medicine had reached a very proficient level!
Strictly speaking, he wasn't purely a TCM practitioner because he was also adept in Western medicine and was not inferior to well-known professors in the country.
He stood on the TCM side because, after understanding both traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine, he loved traditional Chinese medicine more and believed in its philosophy of treating diseases.
It cannot be denied that some people are naturally suited for certain things. Some may not excel in many areas and can't even take care of themselves in life, but they have a talent for painting, learning in a week what takes ordinary people a year.
Some are particularly good at playing games, mastering any game in a few hours better than ordinary people who practice for months, suitable for professional competitions.
James was naturally suited for medicine. His driving skills were terrible, failing the driving test five times, but his talent for medicine was far superior to ordinary people. It seemed he was born to be a doctor; that was why he understood things instantly, drawing inferences from one instance, and growing at a speed that amazed many.
He mastered all the medical skills by fifteen.
And now, he was twenty-six, and ninety-nine percent of the seal on him had been lifted.
If he had exerted his full strength, even if he didn't know how strong his medical skills would be.
James looked over and saw many familiar faces in the Western medicine team, many of whom had appeared in medical journals.
Besides that, there were many media reporters, various cameras recording, and even some streamers holding phones to live broadcast, introducing to their audience.
When talking about TCM, they didn't hide their disdain and contempt for it.
It had to be said that the commotion caused by this exchange conference was quite significant. If he weren't here this time, one could imagine how bad TCM's reputation would become from now on.
"Mr. Smith, how are you feeling? Nervous?" Edwin asked.
James smiled easily, "Do I look nervous to you?"
"Not at all. I like your confidence." Edwin smiled but still felt nervous.
Under such pressure, two TCM practitioners in their fifties couldn't help but say to Edwin, "Dr. Wheeler, you should come back. At least it won't look so bad if we lose."
"Yes, Dr. Wheeler, come back. Our TCM depends on you."
Edwin shook his head and said, "You don't need to persuade me. James's medical skills are better than mine. With him, our TCM has a chance to win."
His attitude was firm, leaving no room for negotiation.
As a result, their faces looked even worse, and their gazes towards James became more unfriendly. In their view, James was a troublemaker who had somehow convinced Edwin to trust him so much!
The East-West medicine exchange conference was originally organized by several TCM and Western medicine doctors over twenty years ago. The initial purpose was to learn from each other, integrate, and complement each other's strengths.
However, over time, as more people participated each year, the conference's nature gradually changed, losing its original purpose of mutual learning and becoming a competition.
In recent years, with the injection of capital, the conference has become more utilitarian and the competition more intense. It even developed into Western medicine, suppressing TCM. Although it was called an exchange conference, it was essentially a competition between Eastern and Western medicine.
This year, the host was the government of M City, with judges including leaders and some investors, such as Harmony, who was one of the judges this time.
As soon as James arrived, he saw Harmony. She was dressed very formally today, maintaining her usual cold demeanor, but she smiled when she saw him.
After the TCM team arrived, the exchange conference was announced to begin.
The organizers started registering the TCM participants.
"Dr. Wheeler, are these the only doctors participating from your side this year?" Registrar Augustus Blackwood asked Edwin with a somewhat strange expression.
Edwin nodded lightly.
"Alright, please show your participant badges." Augustus smiled respectfully at Edwin and spoke. "Dr. Wheeler, I need to register yours as well."
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