Some people who wanted to speak were suddenly silenced, but Zhang Yongjun continued, "He's currently a successful Dean, can have the final say in his hospital, and develop it as he wishes. Why should he come here to be your Deputy Director or Vice Dean? If we made him Dean, what would happen to our current Dean?"

The speaker's expression turned extremely ugly. He first glanced at the Dean, whose face had already darkened, and then hurriedly said to Zhang Yongjun, "Director Zhang, don't talk nonsense! You're putting words in my mouth. I never said any of those things. This is blatant slander!"

"Isn't that what you meant?"

"You..."

The Dean couldn't bear it any longer and knocked on the table again. "Alright. Let's stick to the discussion and not argue."

The speaker seized the opportunity to back down but then added, "He's just one person, and traditional Chinese medicine is difficult to replicate, so we should just maintain a calm perspective."

Zhang Yongjun laughed outright. "One person? As a doctor yourself, don't you know how much impact a single good doctor can have on a hospital? Based on Dean Du Heng's current skill level, how long do you think it will take for the entire city, even the entire province, to know he's the best doctor for treating tumors? One year? Two years? Or three years? Don't forget, Doctor Du is only thirty years old this year. He's not like us, already in our forties or fifties; he has plenty of time.

"And there's one more thing: he's now an Internet Celebrity Doctor with 10 million fans. Do you know what 10 million fans signify? It means that the Municipal Maternal and Child Health Hospital is now experiencing patient overcrowding. It means their hospital bed vacancy rate is below forty percent. It means the Municipal Maternal and Child Health Hospital is on a stable path to becoming a tertiary and secondary hospital this year. And it means that before long, Dean Du Heng will be on par with our own Dean. Were you unaware of all this?"

Arrogance is the greatest ignorance. The doctor who had spoken had never paid any attention to Du Heng, so naturally, he didn't know these things.

A corner of Zhang Yongjun's mouth twitched, and he continued slowly, "As I just mentioned, Dean Du Heng is leading a national-level project, and this project focuses on the treatment of stroke complications. The members of this research group include participants from all major hospitals, except for our Provincial Tumor Hospital and the Provincial Women and Children's Hospital. As far as I know, every participating hospital has funded this project. Their sole request is for Dean Du Heng to train their own young doctors capable of treating strokes. Do you think a man who can start training stroke-treating doctors at the age of thirty is incapable of training tumor-treating doctors?"

Everyone was once again rendered speechless and fell silent. Zhang Yongjun's words, to a certain extent, also rendered the Dean's second discussion point moot. They genuinely couldn't think of any means to draw such a person into their camp.

At this time, Song, who had been silent all along, finally spoke up. "Actually, our Respiratory Department started paying attention to this Doctor Du last year."

The Dean immediately looked at Song. "Explain in detail."

"I wonder if any of you recall, around June last year, the Jinzhou Evening News suddenly ran a large feature on a village doctor who could treat lung cancer and also stroke?" Song glanced around at everyone. Seeing no response, he continued, "And that lung cancer patient, who was also the reporter who wrote the article, was the same person. Coincidentally, this person was also a patient in our Respiratory Department. So, from that point on, I started following this doctor named Du Heng. However, after some time, he didn't seem to treat any more tumor patients, so I gradually stopped looking into it. It wasn't until May of this year, when the internet was again flooded with news of him successfully treating tumors, that I asked someone to collect all the disease records of tumor cases he had treated."

At this point, he shook his head slightly. "How should I put it? Looking at those disease records, I don't know how to evaluate them because he has treated tumors of every category. Although I don't understand the reasoning behind traditional Chinese medicine prescriptions, according to my research, some of the medicinal herbs in these prescriptions are identical. This suggests that Doctor Du has already formulated a kind of universal prescription."

Zhang Yongjun immediately added, "In traditional Chinese medicine, this universal formula is called a 'basic prescription.' A basic prescription is designed for a specific disease. It's then modified with additions or subtractions according to the patient's specific condition for normal use."

Zhang Yongjun's explanation was a bit redundant. Even if those present had differing views on traditional Chinese medicine, working together in the same hospital daily meant they had at least some understanding of these basic concepts. So, most didn't pay much attention to his words. Instead, they exchanged glances, their expressions varied. A universal prescription, and one that worked for several types of conditions—this certainly gave them something to think about. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

For a moment, all eyes were on the Dean. It doesn't matter if we can recruit him, but we absolutely must learn this prescription! It's a priceless treasure, akin to a special medicine in Western medicine, performing the same vital function.

The Dean was accustomed to being the center of attention, but today he felt an exceptional amount of pressure. Yet, no matter how pressured he felt, he couldn't think of a good solution at that moment.

Just then, a person sitting next to Song said, "If I may interject, yesterday, a patient admitted to our Proctology Department suddenly requested to be discharged."