In the past, the consulate’s cars often dropped off and picked up people here. So the driver found the parking space very skillfully.
Liu Muqiao, Zhao Yilin, Zou Qingxiang and the officials in the car entered the gate of Hopkins Hospital.
People can still be said to be bustling, but there are a lot of Asian faces missing. The Asian faces that used to account for one-third are much less, and there are even fewer Middle Easterners.
Now, the majority of people here are white and black.
Among them, white people have an absolute advantage.
Zhao Yilin laughed, "It has really become a white hospital!"
Zou Qingxiang also smiled and said, "Brother Liu, we seem to be out of place and become a different kind of people."
Liu Muqiao also smiled slightly, feeling very comfortable.
Here, the glory of the past is no longer there.
Compared with Antai Hospital, Antai Hospital is an international hospital with all kinds of races and skin colors, a hodgepodge.
In the past, the hodgepodge of Hopkins Hospital has become very simple. Here, it is basically all white people, with a small amount of black people.
Clear black and white.
Do you still need to go in?
In the past, there were a large number of Chinese here. They spoke Mandarin, so they basically didn’t have to worry about language barriers. There were many volunteers here.
Now, this place is the same as Antai Hospital.
"Go back."
Liu Muqiao doesn't want to go in anymore.
Here, he once had pride and pride, and he also obtained a top technology here.
Arterial repair.
So far, no second person has learned it.
However, there was also anger here, that is, they ordered several well-known journals to refuse Liu Maqiao's publication of papers and wanted to ban him.
Of course, they did not expect that banning Liu Miqiao would end up shooting themselves in the foot. Not only did they not get any benefits, but it also made the "China" medical journal quickly become the world's top journal.
"China" medical journal is now the second in the world, tied with "The Lancet".
"Hey, Lao Song, let's go back." An old voice came from not far away.
"Go back and come here. Who did you listen to? This place is recognized as the number one in the world. How is that possible? I have never heard of Antai Hospital." said an old man.
"Have you noticed? There are not many Asians here at all. So, I think the rumors are right. The patients have all gone to Antai Hospital." said the old woman.
"I don't believe it. How can there be a large international hospital in Qingjiang City?" the old man said.
"Old Song, we have been abroad for a long time and have heard very little about domestic affairs. In recent decades, domestic development has been rapid." The old woman said.
"It is undeniable that it is developing rapidly, but where is Qingjiang City? In the middle of the country, the economy there is not developed at all! Do you think it is possible for a large international hospital to suddenly pop up in an underdeveloped place?" said the old man.<
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"Hey, Lao Song, if you don't believe it, I can't do anything about it. Anyway, many people in our group of old ladies told me that really, Hopkins Hospital is no match for Antai Hospital. Especially you.
If you have pancreatic head cancer, you have to go to Antai Hospital to have hope. I heard that none of the patients with pancreatic cancer there have experienced recurrence or metastasis after surgery. They have a famous doctor named Liu Miqiao who is very powerful."
The old man seems to be tempted.
He had pancreatic cancer and had been working in Europe for a long time. It was only natural for him to come to Hopkins Hospital for treatment.
The old lady has a group of women who are well-informed and advise her to return to China. Qingjiang Antai Hospital is the best hospital for treating pancreatic cancer.
The two argued all the way and the dispute ended here.
When I saw it on the spot, something was really wrong. There used to be many Chinese people waiting here for cancer treatment, but now there were only four Asians in front of me. They were all in suits and ties, and they didn't look like patients at all.
"Excuse me, are you Chinese?" the old man caught up and asked.
"Yes." Liu Muqiao said.
"Excuse me, do you know Qingjiang Antai Hospital?" the old man asked.
"We are from Antai Hospital." Liu Maqiao said.
"There is a very powerful person there, Liu Miqiao, right? There is no recurrence of pancreatic cancer after treatment, right?" the old lady asked.
"There are many good doctors there. Du Xiaoping and Meng Feiyun are both good at treating pancreatic cancer. Indeed, we have been treating pancreatic cancer for four years. Among the patients we treated, except one who died in a car accident, two died of heart disease.
, the others are all alive, and there has been no recurrence." Liu Maqiao said.
"By the way, I told you, didn't I? It's still too late to go back!" the old lady said to the old man.
"Seeing that you are all people with status, let me ask you, how do you know so clearly? You even know so much about car accidents and heart disease deaths? Who are you?" The old man discovered something fishy.
Zhao Yilin laughed and said: "We are all from Antai Hospital. He is the Liu Maqiao you just mentioned. We are here to receive the award."
"Hopkins Hospital is giving you a prize?"
"No. Lasker Award, have you heard of it?"
"Lask Prize? Never heard of it. We only heard of the Nobel Prize."
"The grand prize in the medical field, commonly known as the Little Nobel Prize!"
……
The old man and the old lady felt like they had found a treasure, and kept saying that they were lucky, that they were saved now, go back, go back, go quickly, and have the surgery as soon as possible.
Liu Muqiao and the others did not stay. This place has become a lot depressed, and the biggest contributor is Liu Muqiao.
Go quickly, don't be discovered by old acquaintances, being discovered by opponents is not necessarily a good thing.
"Liu Muqiao!"
It's such a coincidence.
Behind him, a person shouted in blunt Chinese.
Such a familiar voice.
Look back, Smith!
Smith, old friend.
Liu Muqiao got to know him when he was an intern.
"Hello."
"Why didn't you tell me that you were here?"
"I was passing by here."
"Oh, by the way, are you here to receive the award?"
"Yes."
"Great! Congratulations. Liu Miqiao, our nerve regeneration factor has failed and we will no longer use it because it induces glioblastoma."
Liu Muqiao was surprised, "Oh? Have you given up?"
Smith said: "Yes, actually, we gave up three years ago, but we didn't tell you that at that time, we discovered three glioblastomas, and later, more and more, more than 40 glioblastomas were induced in total.
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Liu Muqiao nodded, "No wonder, you guys have been silent recently."
Smith said: "You won't receive the award until tomorrow. Today, can you spare two hours and do me a favor? I'll ask you to perform a minimally invasive puncture to draw blood for a patient with brainstem hemorrhage."
Liu Muqiao said: "Uh, okay."
The consulate official said quickly: "No, Professor Liu, there is a banquet waiting for you."
Only then did Liu Muqiao remember that there was a Chinese restaurant on No. 5 Street, and several important people were waiting for him. They hosted a banquet for Liu Muqiao and his party.
Several of them are important officials in this city.
This chapter has been completed!