Chapter Twenty-Three: The Beginning of Cultural Aggression (Seeking Collection)

"You! Uncouth! The young doctor pointed at Tang Hao, and held back for a long time before he said something that he thought was a curse.

Tang Hao said with a smile: "Since you think that I didn't use medical skills just now, then I think I should let me know what 'not medical skills' is, you lie down again, I don't use medical skills to let you get off the bed, how about it?" ā€

The young doctor looked at Tang Hao in disbelief, as if he thought Tang Hao was talking nonsense, he lay on the bed very neatly, and did not forget to instruct: "You can't use the tickling technique just now." ā€

Tang Hao nodded with a smile: "Don't worry, I will never touch your body." ā€

After getting Tang Hao's assurance, the young doctor lay down on the bed, and he was still muttering: "Charlatan"

After he lay down on the bed, he moved his body left and right, and after feeling that he was lying more securely, he grabbed the edge of the bed tightly and said to Tang Hao: "Okay, you start." ā€

As soon as he finished saying this, Tang Hao suddenly grabbed the end of the bed, and slammed his arms hard, only to hear a loud bang, he actually overturned the entire bed, and directly pressed the young doctor under the steel bed.

"That's called no medical skills, understand?" Tang Hao clapped his hands, looking harmless.

An Huiru and the other women were stunned when they watched from the side, it was the first time they had seen Tang Hao in this state, and there was a little ruffian in their domineering.

Feeling the shock of An Huiru and the other women, Tang Hao said softly: "These people, there is no concept of Chinese people in their bones, let him be sober under the bed." ā€

At this time, the young doctor under the steel bed did not forget to scold: vulgar and vulgar

The movement here has already alarmed the nurses outside, and the nurses ran in and saw that the director of the department was pressed under the bed, and these nurses hurriedly surrounded and worked together to move the steel bed back and rescue the young doctor.

Six tired and panting little nurses glared at Tang Hao, and wanted to go up to Tang Hao to theorize, the young doctor had already blocked these little nurses, he stepped forward, looked at Tang Hao and said: "Tang Hao, at the end of the month, I will let you understand what real medical skills are!" ā€

Tang Hao glanced at the young doctor, and his tone was very disdainful: "I hope so." ā€

There was such a wave of incidents, An Huiru knew that she couldn't continue to stay in this hospital, the people in the hospital were more protective and harsh, especially those attending physicians, who were even more eye-catching, at this time Tang Hao insulted their department director, and staying here would only be boring.

After completing the discharge procedures for Tang Hao, it was already more than three o'clock in the afternoon, and under An Huiru's construction, the five of them came to a western restaurant not far from the hospital.

Entering the private room of the Western restaurant, Lin Keke had a conflict with Lan Yumo because of the seat, and the two girls chatted for a long time, and the two sides were temporarily compromised, Lin Keke was on the left and Lan Yumo was on the right, and Tang Hao was sitting in the middle.

The waiter who ordered the food was the first time to see this kind of glamorous man, and other men all brought a beautiful woman over to dine, but this man brought four super beauties at once, or two royal sisters and two Lori.

The waiter glanced at Tang Hao with resentful eyes and asked, "What do you want to eat?" ā€

Tang Hao took the menu, looked at it for a while, and suddenly asked, "Doesn't your restaurant have Chinese food?" ā€

The waiter thought Tang Hao was joking, and couldn't help laughing: "This gentleman, you are joking, how can there be Chinese food in a Western restaurant?" ā€

Tang Hao asked rhetorically: "Why is there no Chinese food?" ā€

The waiter didn't see the banter from Tang Hao, and couldn't help muttering in his heart: Does this person really don't understand or pretend to be confused? Such a simple question to ask me?

Although he thought so, the waiter said with a smile: "Sir, didn't you choose a Western restaurant for the sake of high-end atmosphere?" If you put a plate of chili fried chicken on your table, don't you think it's a bargain? ā€

As soon as she heard the waiter's words, An Huiru realized that it was not good, just now in the hospital, Tang Hao had already made a fuss with the doctors in the hospital because of Western medicine, and now he won't have another trouble with the staff in the restaurant because of Western food, right?

This young man's temper was exactly the same as the two men she knew before.

Sure enough, when Tang Hao heard the waiter's words, his face was full of harmless smiles: "Really?" I really don't think it's cheap, so I'll get me a chili fried chicken now. ā€

The waiter's face was a little unsightly: "Sir, we don't have chili fried chicken in our restaurant, if you must eat it, I will build yƬ you choose a Chinese restaurant, where the price is high, and the group purchase of five people can also be discounted." ā€

Tang Hao took the menu, looked at the waiter and said word by word: "I said, order, one, portion, spicy, pepper, fried, chicken, did you hear clearly?" ā€

Seeing that Tang Hao was serious, the waiter was also a little annoyed, and at this time, An Huiru stood up and started a round: "Help us go out and buy a fried chicken with chili peppers, and give you money." ā€

Looking at the five hundred yuan in his hand, a smile appeared on the waiter's face, he reached out to take the money, glanced at Tang Hao again, and said lazily: "Okay, you guys wait a while." ā€

When he walked to the door, he heard him muttering: What a nervous disorder.

Lan Yuxin looked at Tang Hao, who had an unkind face, and sighed: "Tang Hao, you seem to be resistant to Western culture, which is not good. ā€

An Huiru brushed the hair on her forehead, sat down and said half-jokingly: "Yes, Tang Hao, now that the whole world is open, you are still open." ā€

Tang Hao's mood is not understandable to An Huiru and others, since he was a child, that old man has been talking about cultural aggression by his side.

Tang Hao's understanding of what cultural aggression is is not very deep, he only knows that the traditional Chinese medicine he learned since childhood has been abandoned by the Chinese people.

Tang Hao said softly: "Maybe I'm not open enough, I just don't understand, why can Western medicine and Western food be rampant in China, is it necessary that foreign things are good?" ā€

Lan Yumo interjected next to him: "Yes, foreign things are already very good, such as BMW, Audi, it's much better than QQ, and there is, the coach of taekwondo is also super handsome, and"

Under Lan Yuxin's eyes, Lan Yumo gradually shut up, because she found that Tang Hao's face had become ugly.

Lan Yumo muttered in a low voice: "I'm sorry, Tang Hao, I'm just talking about it casually." ā€

Tang Hao knew in his heart that Lan Yumo's views already represented the vast majority of Chinese people, and from now on, the invasion of Western culture has reached its peak.

An Huiru sighed lightly and said, "I know a little bit about Western culture. ā€

Hearing An Huiru's words, everyone looked at An Huiru.

"I remember that it was twenty years ago, the Huaxia country had just been reformed and opened up, and there was a group of counter-currents in Yanjing who opposed the reform and opening up, and there was a personal remark among them, I still remember it very clearly, he said that if the opening up is too fast, the danger will be worse than the world war, that person said, cultural aggression is the most cruel invasion in the world, up and down for thousands of years, countless countries want to swallow the Huaxia country, but all of them have returned, the biggest reason is the national centripetal force, even if it is a generation of Tianjiao Genghis Khan, In the end, it could not resist the invasion of Chinese culture. ā€

"If the opening up is too fast, in the face of advanced Western culture, Chinese culture will be impacted incomplete, once the support of national culture is lost, the national centripetal force will be insufficient, each nation has its own culture, Chinese culture summed up, is the four words of courtesy, righteousness and shame, but today's China, there are not many people who know and are familiar with these four words." An Huiru sighed lightly, among these people, perhaps An Huiru has the most right to speak.

Lan Yuxin said softly: "Well, I heard that in recent years, the number of foreign immigrants has increased sharply, and a large number of wealthy people have begun to move abroad. ā€

Tang Hao was silent for a while, and his voice was a little low: "Why?" ā€

An Huiru smiled: "There is no reason, you must know that advanced culture will always replace backward culture, when our Chinese culture eroded Mongolian culture and Jurchen culture, it was because of the advanced Chinese culture, this is the law of elimination of nature." ā€

This meal, Tang Hao ate tastelessly, everyone didn't know why Tang Hao cared so much about Chinese culture, including An Huiru, and didn't feel that there was anything bad about living now.

On the way back to the Lan family, Lin Keke and Lan Yumo had already mingled, and as soon as they arrived at the Lan family, Lan Yumo took Lin Keke to her boudoir to play games.

Tang Hao really couldn't figure out the hearts of these little girls, he returned to the cabin he was familiar with and dialed a phone call from a landline.

"Hey, who's that?" A lazy voice came from the other side.

Tang Hao said: "I am Tang Hao. ā€

The decibel of the other party's voice suddenly rose a lot: "Tang Hao, why are you calling me?" Yes? You're already down the mountain? Damn, can you still go down the mountain in this life? ā€

Tang Hao deliberately removed the phone from his ears and said, "What do you have to be proud of?" Master, I'm proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, am I the same as you, a person who only knows one subject? ā€

"Brother Hao, where have you been messing around lately? Bring me my little brother? The voice laughed obscenely.

Tang Hao scolded with a smile: "You went down the mountain three years earlier than me, and you still let me carry you?" ā€

"Don't mention it, if you don't call me, I'm going to go up the mountain to become a monk in a few days, what kind of world is this, everywhere you look at qualifications, you look at diplomas, Lao Tzu set up a stall on the street, and was invited away by the city management, I'm so miserable now" From the shouting, Tang Hao could feel a deep resentment.

Tang Hao couldn't help laughing and said: "Okay, don't pretend to be with me, tomorrow at noon, buy me a ticket to Zhonghai South District Airport, I have a competition here, and I need you to go out." ā€

"Competitions? What competition? ā€

"Zhonghai City Traditional Chinese and Western Medicine Competition."

"I can't participate in this kind of competition, everyone requires a certificate, and I have to have a bachelor's degree or above to take a Chinese medicine practice certificate this year, and I have to study in a professional medical school for more than two years, I'm so miserable." There was another terrible howl from the other side of the phone.

Tang Hao scolded: "What are you talking to me about, I'll let you come over, you can speed me over." ā€

"Okay, I'll be there tomorrow at noon." The other party seemed to be a little afraid of Tang Hao, so he hurriedly begged for mercy.

Tang Hao put down the phone and relaxed a little in his heart, this one represents the pinnacle of medicine in Wolong Mountain, with the help of this person, this Chinese and Western medicine competition will be interesting.