Chapter 1622: Chapter 1622: Could it be some kind of conspiracy
After breakfast, all delegation members left the hotel and took a car to the University of Tokyo.
The University of Tokyo is Japanâs highest academic institution, ranked first overall in Japan and Asia. Since its establishment, it has produced eight Nobel Prize winners and sixteen prime ministers, its influence in Japan unmatched by other universities.
Itâs universally acknowledged across Asia that Japanâs modern medical development is the most advanced in the region, and the School of Medicine, University of Tokyo is the leader in the Japanese medical field. It can be said to be Asiaâs best Medical University.
This medical school does not recruit students from Huaxia, and several science faculties at the University of Tokyo are incredibly difficult to get into. Some jokingly say that those who can get into the Universityâs top three science faculties, including the medical faculty, are super geniuses.
On the first day of the delegationâs visit, the Japanese side arranged for them to visit this famous academic institution and interact with fellow medical peers there. The goal clearly is to give Huaxia people a hard time and let them experience the modernization of Japanese medical discoveries, igniting a sense of inferiority in them.
While in the car, many were quietly discussing this situation; the prestigious name of the School of Medicine at the University of Tokyo sparked trepidation among some people.
Amid the groupâs discussion, a resonant male voice suddenly rang out: âJapanâs modern medical development is indeed faster than ours, but itâs just modern medicine. They canât prioritize traditional medicine over modern medicine, and since we are a traditional medicine delegation, the issues we want to exchange on are related to traditional medicine, so thereâs nothing to fear,â
Luo Ziling, who was conversing quietly with Lin Lan, looked up to see that it was Gu Changwei sitting in front.
Gu Changweiâs words resonated with some, and many agreed with his perspective, saying that everyone practiced traditional medicine. Even if the Japanese use modern medicine to compare and have an upper hand, it would not be a fair victory.
âWhy do we feel that traditional medicine must be inferior to Western medicine?â Luo Ziling expressed his dissatisfaction after listening, âDo we really think traditional medicine has declined? Why donât you pay attention to those patients who couldnât be cured by Western medicine but recovered under our traditional medicine methods? Such cases are not isolated but widespread, and Iâve encountered several such cases in the mere half-year Iâve been in Yanjing.â
Luo Zilingâs words instantly silenced the entire cabin, with some people casting glances at him while others remained silent.
Gu Changwei felt aggrieved, believing his original intent wasnât wrong.
The primary goal of this Huaxia traditional medicine delegation visiting Japan was to exchange with Japanâs traditional medicine experts, not to compare with so-called modern Western medicine. He thought Huaxia was superior in traditional medicine and could completely overwhelm Japanâs traditional medicine sector, but the gap in modern medicine was still substantial. He also hoped the Japanese side wouldnât use modern medicine to compare with Huaxiaâs traditional medicine since the evaluation criteria differ.
Upon hearing everyone discuss the prowess of the School of Medicine at the University of Tokyo, he didnât want their words to boost othersâ morale, hence he said what he did. Unexpectedly, Luo Ziling interpreted it as traditional medicine being inferior and lacking confidence.
That certainly wasnât his intention!
But Luo Zilingâs words left him unable to argue.
Because Luo Ziling was not wrong, and the discussions in the car just now conveyed such a sentiment; some felt that traditional medicine couldnât compare to modern medicine in treatment methods and cure rates, hence their timidity.
Ultimately, he chose wisely not to argue with Luo Ziling and remained silent.
Yesterday, he had already been humiliated by Luo Ziling and didnât want a repeat today.
Having studied traditional medicine for a long time, he understood Huaxiaâs cultural trait of patience and knew that outstanding performance at critical times was more attention-grabbing and surprising than always being high-profile, just like the venerable monk at Shaolin Temple.
Luo Zilingâs words cleared away the discussions inside the car, everyone temporarily lost interest in speaking, and silence prevailed.
Some who underestimated themselves felt very ashamed; indeed, they lacked confidence, which bred their sense of fear.
âYoung man, pretty good,â said the alluring woman sitting behind Luo Ziling, who had mentioned wanting to consult with him at night but ultimately didnât come over. She gave him a thumbs-up and praised him: âI feel that you would be the most fitting leader of this delegation; if you were in charge, the Japanese wouldnât get any advantage this time, and our delegation could definitely have a performance that makes people proud.â
âIf I, the youngest, were to become the leader, do you think anyone would listen to me?â Luo Ziling displayed a bitter smile.
âHaving ambition doesnât depend on age; without ambition, even a hundred years are in vain. Whatâs the problem?â The woman truly respected Luo Ziling.
Sitting beside them, Shanque also quickly agreed, praising Luo Ziling as very capable.
Just Luo Ziling enabling Li Haiyang to recover from paralysis and regain mobility made her immensely respect Luo Ziling.
Not to mention that Luo Ziling saved Lin Lanâs life several times, cleared her facial acne, and provided them with numerous medicines.
One point they hadnât told Luo Ziling was that they successfully completed two missions using his medicines.
Although those two missions werenât major nor worthy of mention, Luo Zilingâs provisions made things easier and reduced some trouble, which they were certainly grateful for.
Soon, the car arrived at the School of Medicine, University of Tokyo.
The University of Tokyo features many distinctively styled buildings that, at first glance, youâll remember.
When the car arrived, several official Japanese members and representatives from the school were standing there to welcome them.
The weather in early March was deceptive, the cold persisting amidst warming trends. Todayâs overcast skies delivered gusts of cold wind, ensuring anyone standing outside long enough would shiver down to their bones.
The welcoming party included a University of Tokyo vice president responsible for traditional medicine affairs. Having caught a cold several days ago, standing in the wind was challenging for him. While dressed more warmly than others, his advanced age and persisting health issues made enduring the chill very uncomfortable.
However, the Japanese are meticulous in conduct, and having been outperformed by the Huaxia delegation during exchanges yesterday, they were even less willing to fall short in terms of etiquette.
After the delegation members alighted, Japanese personnel came forward, shook hands with the main leaders of the delegation, and exchanged introductions.
Yet, amidst the bustling greetings of the crowd, the University of Tokyo vice president suddenly felt dizzy spells and couldnât maintain himself, slowly collapsing.
Fortunately, someone nearby reacted swiftly and immediately supported him.
Hu Wenjun, who had just shaken hands with this vice president, felt his heart tighten upon witnessing this and grew wary: Could the Japanese side be up to some more tricks?