My daily work as a doctor: My treatment value is increasing.

Lan Yinyin continued to explain, "I also make medical science videos, but the main subject of the videos is not me, but my mentor."

"May I ask who your advisor is?" Lu Renxin asked politely.

"It's Professor Wang Jinming." Lan Yinyin's eyes were filled with pride.

She was proud of her mentor and proud to be Professor Wang Jinming's student.

Lu Renxin was truly surprised by this name; it belonged to a renowned liver disease expert at Harmony Hospital.

Specializes in artificial liver treatment and comprehensive internal medicine treatment for severe liver disease and liver failure.

He is a leading authority in the field of severe liver disease in China, with in-depth research on difficult liver and gallbladder diseases and alcoholic liver disease.

I saw his introduction when I was outside.

Professor Wang Jinming also participated in the development of domestic guidelines for the diagnosis and treatment of liver diseases. The long list of papers and projects he led below the photo shows a level of achievement that is beyond his reach.

In addition, Professor Wang does upload videos of his treatments and consultations on the platform, usually real patients sharing their cases during outpatient visits, and popular science articles about some difficult and complicated diseases...

When Lu Renxin was initially learning and imitating account creation, he studied the benchmark accounts. At that time, he watched all of Professor Wang's videos: "This gentle young girl in front of me is actually his student."

"Those who can become Professor Wang's students are definitely not ordinary people, let alone become the main force in the promotion of short videos."

He silently wondered why such a woman had come to find him.

But since the other party had already expressed goodwill, he couldn't remain indifferent, so he praised, "So you're Professor Wang's student. I've seen your videos; the content, shot composition, and structure are all impeccable."

Lan Yinyin smiled slightly and said modestly, "Not at all, I only got to where I am by riding on my mentor's coattails. I'm still far behind you. I've seen your videos; they're very innovative."

"If there's an opportunity in the future, maybe we can work together."

……

The two people stood in a corner by the table, flattering each other and chatting happily, when a figure gradually approached.

The person who arrived was tall and thin with a narrow frame. He was wearing a suit, but because he was too thin, he couldn't fill it out at all. He looked like clothes hanging on a bamboo pole, floating empty and as if a gust of wind could blow them away.

His features were fairly regular, and while he wasn't particularly handsome, he could be described as somewhat good-looking. However, what spoiled the scene were the two dark bluish-black patches under his eyes and the sunken cheeks caused by his excessive thinness.

He watched as Lan Yinyin and Lu Renxin chatted intimately, their laughter ringing out like silver bells. Unable to suppress his anger, he stared intently at the handsome man among them.

Zhao Hao had been pursuing Lan Yinyin for two months and had never seen this woman show such a joyful and shy expression towards him.

She was always unusually aloof, and would only offer a curt thank you when offered words of concern.

She wouldn't even accept the gifts offered, only offering a polite smile: "Thank you, senior, but I don't need them. Please give them to someone else."

So she really likes that pretty boy? What do I lack compared to him? Is it just because of his face?

Zhao Hao thought to himself, "Comparing academic qualifications, I have a doctorate, while he only has a master's degree."

"Comparing schools, mine is a 985 university, while his isn't even a 211 university."

Zhao Hao grew more and more confident as he thought about it, his eyes filled with disdain for Lu Renxin.

He's just a attention-seeker. He's not from a top-tier hospital or school, and he studied traditional Chinese medicine. I don't know why the organizers invited him.

Is it because of his greasy, pretty face? Is it because he attracts so many blind female fans by relying on his looks? It's like one rotten apple spoiling the whole barrel.

He composed himself, forced a smile, and walked towards the two of them. He moved closer to Lan Yinyin, feigning humility as he joined their conversation:

"Hey, junior, you're here too. What are you two talking about? Let your senior listen in."

Lan Yinyin's smile froze on her face. She stared at him and said indifferently, "Oh, it's Senior Zhao. We didn't talk much, just chatted casually."

Lu Renxin keenly sensed her impatience, but he was not clear about the relationship between the two, so he did not intervene and waited for Lan Yinyin's actions.

She deftly stepped back, avoiding getting too close to the tall, thin man.

But because of this step, she got a little closer to Lu Renxin.

Lu Renxin could even smell the scent of shampoo in her hair.

Lan Yinyin spoke politely yet distantly as she introduced the two to each other: "This is Lu Renxin, a friend I just met."

"This is Zhao Hao, a senior from my school, who is also filming a video."

Lan Yinyin's introduction was quite official; what she didn't say was that Zhao Hao had already criticized Lu Renxin on his WeChat Moments.

He also makes videos, positioning himself as a handsome male surgeon, which overlaps with Lu Renxin's persona.

Even though they started at roughly the same time, and he even started earlier, he couldn't match him in terms of either the speed of gaining followers or the number of followers.

Of course, you can't say these things in front of the two of them, otherwise it will become the source of conflict.

Zhao Hao feigned a refined and courteous demeanor as he shook hands with Lu Renxin, then casually brought up the topic:

"I heard that Lu studied traditional Chinese medicine and even showed off his acupuncture skills on the top of Mount Tai."

"Yes." Lu Renxin didn't realize anything was wrong, simply assuming that Zhao Hao was just chatting with him, so he responded casually.

But his intentions went beyond that. He changed the subject, his tone full of malice: "To be honest, as a clinical medicine student, I don't believe in traditional Chinese medicine at all. Yin-Yang and the Five Elements are all pseudoscience."

"The experiments we conducted couldn't even pass the double-blind test, and the principles behind them simply cannot be proven using modern anatomy, physiology, or physics."

"To be honest, it's essentially metaphysics. It might fool old men and women, but who among those with a proper medical background would believe in this?"

After saying all that, she seemed to realize that it wasn't appropriate to say those words in front of Lu Renxin, so she exaggeratedly covered her mouth with her ring finger and apologized repeatedly:

"Hehehe, sorry, sorry, I forgot you were one of them too. I'm really sorry, but I'm just a straightforward person."

"This is indeed the case; traditional Chinese medicine only has a placebo effect and can easily lead to liver and kidney toxicity."

Then he stretched out his hand, a half-smile on his face, and said, "Otherwise, I won't say anything. You can take my pulse and guess what's wrong with me?"

If Lu Renxin still couldn't tell at this point that this person was there to cause him trouble, he'd be a complete idiot.

When he saw Zhao Hao's outstretched hand, he simply retorted: "Clinical medicine requires taking a medical history, and our traditional Chinese medicine diagnostic methods also rely on a comprehensive judgment based on basic physical signs, the patient's description of discomfort, and so on. We emphasize observation, auscultation, inquiry, and palpation."

"You've been a doctor for so long, doing tests and examinations, and now you want me to guess your illness just by looking at your pulse? Do you really think I'm a god who can tell where someone is sick just by glancing at them?"

"If you could really know all the ailments in a person's body just by taking their pulse, what use would you be?" Lu Renxin looked at him with an expression as if he were looking at an idiot, as if to say that this person had something wrong with his brain.