I Can Hear the Heart's Voice of Traditional Chinese Medicine-Chapter 359 - 154: Can Lu Xuan Win This Year’s Chinese Medical Science and Technology Award? (Part 3)

Chapter 359: Chapter 154: Can Lu Xuan Win This Year’s Chinese Medical Science and Technology Award? (Part 3)

"Almost done, I should be able to finish writing it in the next couple of days," Lu Xuan responded readily.

"So quickly?"

Huang Beishan was just asking to see if Lu Xuan needed any help. After all, preparing the application materials for the Chinese Medical Science and Technology Award is no small task. It requires a lot of research and writing, and it’s certainly faster with a team than alone.

Unexpectedly, the answer was that it was almost done.

Zhang Jingcai also raised his head in surprise and looked at Lu Xuan. "Lu, you can’t be careless with the application for the Chinese Medical Science and Technology Award. It needs to be detailed. If you really need help, just ask. Don’t feel embarrassed. This concerns the honor of Chinese medicine. We’re just doing what we can."

"I haven’t been careless, it’s really almost done," Lu Xuan explained. The content is all in his head; he just needs to type it all into Word to form a complete set of application materials.

Huang Beishan and the others thought it would take a long time because researching does indeed take time. But for him, the information is already in his brain, so there’s no need to look it up.

The only time-consuming part is typing.

With a typing speed of 5,000 words per hour, he can prepare the necessary materials in just a few days without too much thought in between.

"After I finish, I’ll check it twice, and then I’ll need you two to help me review it, make suggestions, and try to make it as perfect as possible without making any basic mistakes," Lu Xuan humbly said, looking at the two.

At this point, Huang Beishan and Zhang Jingcai realized that Lu Xuan was genuinely almost finished and not just being polite. They exchanged a look and couldn’t help but take a deep breath.

Although they hadn’t interacted much with Lu Xuan, even a short day was enough to give them a superficial understanding. Such an important matter wouldn’t be done carelessly. After all, the materials were for the application of the Chinese Medical Science and Technology Award, so some effort must have been put in.

Writing quickly doesn’t mean being casual. It simply suggests that Lu Xuan’s understanding of this field far exceeds their imagination.

"I thought it would take at least a month, and then it would be a bit rushed to apply. I didn’t expect you’d be done so quickly. This way, we’re not as pressed for time," Zhang Jingcai said with a smile. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Huang Beishan nodded in agreement. "Indeed, if time allows, we can go through it together, making sure everything is correct before submitting it through the United South Chinese Medicine Association. For such an important application, we can’t afford basic mistakes like typos."

Lu Xuan said, "That’s why I need to trouble you two, as well as Old Zhou and Old Ye, to help me review it later, to see if there are any typos. It’s hard to spot them on my own, and we also need some feedback on the theoretical aspects."

"We can’t offer much advice on acupuncture; we’ll have to rely on Old Zhou for that."

"All forms of Chinese medicine are interconnected; the foundational theories are the same, only the treatment methods differ. Plus, masters of acupuncture often have considerable expertise in Chinese internal medicine. Take Old Zhou; he surely isn’t just skilled in acupuncture, is he?"

Lu Xuan looked at the two seriously, "I don’t think so. For some complex conditions, acupuncture alone can’t achieve excellent results. That’s when medicine is needed. Like that person, relying solely on acupuncture, the pain can’t be stopped."

"Naturally, those who understand acupuncture will also understand Chinese internal medicine. It’s just a matter of emphasis. We have some knowledge of acupuncture, and combined with being around Old Zhou, we’ve picked up some bits and pieces. Plus, our foundation in Chinese internal medicine makes learning acupuncture relatively easy. We definitely know a bit, but to say exactly how much, that’s hard to determine," Huang Beishan said, shaking his head.

"A deep understanding of Chinese internal medicine is good enough," Lu Xuan grinned.

Huang Beishan and Zhang Jingcai didn’t decline any further. Slapping their thighs, they said, "Alright, we won’t be shy, and we’ll help you take a look and offer some suggestions when the time comes."

"Thank you both very much," Lu Xuan expressed his gratitude.

"No need to thank us. It’s our honor to offer you some advice on this project. Others can’t even dream of having such an opportunity," Zhang Jingcai waved his hand dismissively.

"Old Zhang is right; others don’t even get such a chance,"

Huang Beishan laughed, "This time, whether we can score a victory for Chinese medicine at the Chinese Medical Science and Technology Award rests on you. With my judgment, there shouldn’t be much of a problem. After all, if acupuncture, the absolute knowledge, can’t win top honors, I’d question the fairness of the Chinese Medical Science and Technology Award."

"There’s no need to doubt that. The recommendation, evaluation, and awarding of the Chinese Medical Science and Technology Award adhere to principles of openness, fairness, and impartiality, without any illegal interference from organizations or individuals. Old Huang, you’re even a member of the Chinese Medical Association; saying something like that shows a lack of awareness," Zhang Jingcai gave Huang Beishan a light glance.

"I was just saying that."

Huang Beishan smiled sheepishly, "Did you really take it seriously?"

"Some things shouldn’t be joked about. You might end up getting yourself into trouble, and no one will be able to save you. But there’s one thing I agree with—you said that Lu’s submitted project doesn’t have much of a problem winning the Chinese Medical Science and Technology Award. If it wasn’t for the fact that nothing is set in stone yet, I’d want to congratulate Lu in advance," Zhang Jingcai laughed heartily.

Listening to the increasingly ridiculous conversation, Lu Xuan couldn’t bear it anymore, "You two, let’s not talk about this anymore. If you keep going, you might as well say I’m getting directly nominated for the National Science and Technology Award."

The two exchanged glances and laughed.

Laughing uncontrollably.

The laughter echoed endlessly through the decoction room.

Off to the side, Zhang Jiwei hadn’t paid much attention at first. But when Huang Beishan mentioned the Chinese Medical Science and Technology Award, he instinctively decided to quietly be the fourth wheel.

However, the trio’s extensive and varied discussion, with moments of exclamation and joy, left Zhang Jiwei utterly confused.

An acupuncture masterpiece?

Applying for the Chinese Medical Science and Technology Award?

Lu Xuan has a high chance of winning the top prize at the Chinese Medical Science and Technology Award?

Are these guys not joking?

Could they be using this as a ploy to trick me into switching from Western to Chinese medicine?

Yet, the fervor in their conversation didn’t seem the slightest bit deceitful. For once, Zhang Jiwei truly felt at a loss.

What’s going on?

Swallowing his saliva, Zhang Jiwei fixed his gaze on the three for a while. Seeing no sign of jest or deceit, he finally sensed something off.

Could it be true, what they’re saying?

Could Lu Xuan really claim this edition of the Chinese Medical Science and Technology Award?