Just kidding!
You come here to do flying knives, and I come here to be the dean!
This man cannot help but despise his own countrymen.
Medical care, you are here at the best hospital in the world. I really admire you!
The man looked at Liu Miqiao with contempt, then left without looking back.
Stay away from people who deceive our compatriots.
There are too many people like this in reality.
In almost all cancer hospitals and oncology departments, you can see people secretly distributing promotional materials every day, promoting a certain kind of special anti-cancer drug that does not require surgery, radiotherapy and chemotherapy. Even if you take their medicine,
Even if it is an advanced stage, it can be cured well.
There is so much information like this that few people believe it, but there will always be people who believe it.
The patient just now read a lot of this kind of information. When he was being treated in a domestic cancer hospital, there was a drug with a name like "Kreum No. 1", which was said to be very effective.
He didn't expect that such an advertisement would actually reach Hopkins Hospital.
How sad!
This patient left in tears.
He felt sad for his countrymen.
Liu Maqiao stared at the man's back in confusion.
"Liu Muqiao, you can't advertise casually." Zhao Yilin smiled strangely.
"Well, you don't care about the occasion. People are already here, so they still believe in your dog-skin plaster?" Zou Qingxiang said.
"I sincerely help people, okay!" Liu Maqiao said loudly.
"Can you go to the cancer hospital and have a look? Is your approach different from those scammers who sell fake medicines? The only difference is that you look more handsome. But, having said that, you are not handsome enough to be sent here to sell fake medicines.
It is out of character for the country." Zhao Yilin said with a smile.
Another compatriot says hello.
"Where are you from? I'm from Beijing. Do you also have pancreatic cancer?" an elderly man asked Zhao Yilin.
"I am from Qingjiang City. We are not here to treat illnesses, but to help others treat illnesses," Zhao Yilin said.
"Qingjiang City is not a big place, which hospital is yours?"
"Antai Hospital."
"Antai, a private hospital?"
"No, we are a public institution. Professor Smith here invites us for consultation and surgery."
"You?"
The eyes of our compatriots are ugly.
If you talk about a doctor from a big hospital in Beijing or Shanghai, he might believe you.
Antai Hospital, according to its name, is a private hospital, at least it cannot be a big hospital. Besides, where can there be any famous hospital in Qingjiang City!
You sincerely say hello to your compatriots, but you are pretending!
Besides, can you be a doctor like this?
This compatriot's heart suddenly felt cold and cold.
What to pretend!
Getting cancer is not a disgraceful thing, nor is it a shameful thing. Who doesn’t suffer from three diseases and two pains when eating whole grains? Who knows what diseases someone will get in the future?
This patient is gone.
He glanced at Zhao Yilin with contempt.
"Haha, you're just talking about me. Aren't you also despised by others?" Liu Muqiao said.
"I'm telling the truth." Zhao Yilin said.
"Am I not telling the truth?" Liu Maqiao said.
"You look more like a counterfeit medicine seller." Zhao Yilin smiled.
"You are more like an old liar." Liu Maqiao said.
Got on the elevator.
Compared with the one in Antai Hospital, this elevator is much more upscale. It is smooth, fast and has no sound at all.
"What kind of elevator is our new building?" Dr. Zou asked.
"Sony." Zhao Yilin said.
"Damn you, Sony is an electrical appliance and photographic equipment." Dr. Zou finally found Zhao Yilin's mistake and said loudly.
"Oh, it seems to be Toshiba." Liu Maqiao said.
"This is OTIS. I think it would be better to change it to this one." Dr. Zou said, "This brand is good."
Arrived.
The ward is very big.
The corridor is very wide.
Very quiet.
However, the decoration is not as luxurious as Shanghai Hospital and Beijing University Hospital.
The latex floor looks a bit old.
It's surprisingly quiet.
Several nurses passed by.
The nurses are tall and tall. Compared with the nurses in large hospitals in China, the nurses here are more suitable to be security guards. Especially, they don't have a smile.
Looking at people is just a quick glance.
Occasionally there were one or two nurses with yellow skin and dark eyes, and they looked at Liu Miqiao a few times.
When I arrived at the office, there were three doctors inside, facing the computer and ignoring Liu Maqiao and the others as they came in.
The black driver started to make a call, and then said to Liu Miqiao and the others: "Please wait a moment, Professor Smith has another meeting."
The black driver is gone.
Quietly.
One or two nurses came in, but they did not ask Liu Miqiao or the others.
The doctors inside noticed Liu Maqiao and the others, ignored them, and continued to do the work they were doing.
Zhao Yilin seemed a little nervous.
Dr. Zou looked around, said nothing, and sat on the stool.
Liu Muqiao noticed that there were not as many promotional materials as there were in China on the walls here, let alone so-called rules and regulations.
I sat there for 10 minutes and no one paid any attention.
Zhao Yilin looked around and asked Liu Miqiao in a low voice: "Is there any water to drink?"
Liu Muqiao looked around and found no water. He stood up, walked behind the doctor and asked where there was water.
The doctor mumbled a few words, and Liu Miqiao walked out of the office and took a glass of tap water from the corridor to Zhao Yilin.
"It doesn't taste good." Zhao Yilin said.
"Just make do with it, as long as you don't die of thirst."
As Dr. Zou said that, he stood up and went outside to get a glass of tap water.
"Well, it doesn't taste good. The smell of bleaching powder is too strong."
A man came in. He was wearing a white coat with a stethoscope hanging around his neck. He had yellow skin and black eyes, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.
He was slightly startled.
"You are..." He spoke in Chinese.
"We were invited here by Professor Smith. My name is Liu Miqiao."
"Are you Liu Muqiao?"
"Yes, this is Zhao Yilin, and this is Zou Qingxiang."
"Oh, how is this possible? You are still so young! Are you really Liu Miqiao? It's incredible. My name is Wu Yang, and our teacher often talks about you."
The man named Wu Yang turned his head again and said to the doctors inside, "He is Liu Miqiao!"
The three doctors who were working seriously just now quickly turned their heads, stood up and asked, "You are Liu Miqiao!"
Although Zhao Yilin's English is not good, he understood this sentence.
He was relieved.
It seems that people here are very familiar with Liu Muqiao, so this will be easy.
Then, several people chatted enthusiastically with Liu Miqiao.
Wu Yang introduced himself: "My ancestral home is Shanghai. My father has worked here for 40 years. I am a trainee doctor here and I plan to open a clinic in the future."
While we were chatting happily, Smith arrived.
When he came in, he was alone. He didn't look like a famous professor at all, and the doctors didn't show any respect to him when they saw him.
"Liu Muqiao!"
"Hello, Professor Smith!"
"Oh, welcome, welcome, this is Dr. Zhao Yilin? Where is this one?"
Liu Muqiao introduced them one by one.
"Okay, do you need a rest?" Smith asked.
"No need." Liu Muqiao said.
"Okay, Wu Yang, please open the patient's information and ask Mr. Liu Miqiao to look at it." After Smith finished speaking to Wu Yang, he turned to Liu Miqiao and said, "You can read the information first and discuss it at 3 o'clock tomorrow afternoon. If the discussion
After passing your plan, I will have surgery at night."
This chapter has been completed!