At this time, Fang Lin finally understood why Huang Sihai was in such trouble before. He didn't care, but that didn't mean that others could just laugh it off.
These people are the top experts in the country, and of course they don't want their medical skills to be questioned. This is reasonable.
Fang Lin has also met many top players, and most of them have this mentality, so he can understand.
Although not all of the eight people spoke Chinese, and Huang Sihai couldn't understand many of the chatter, but from the angry eyes and expressions of everyone, he could naturally get a rough idea.
However, he was already in an extremely low mood and didn't know how to explain it for a while.
"Seniors, I can understand your feelings.
Just to be honest, it is our duty to save lives and heal the wounded, so why should we care about this?
I respect you all very much, but a lot of progress in the world comes from questioning, and the same goes for medicine, right?
The most important thing is that I don't know if you are here.
Moreover, Mr. Huang didn’t know that I was coming back. This was definitely not targeted at you, so please forgive me.”
With a slight smile, Fang Lin patiently explained.
"Sir, his words and deeds are decent. We are not angry at all, but at the attitude of the Huang family.
Besides, your explanation doesn't seem entirely convincing.
Moreover, why are you telling us what to do?
Do you think your medical skills are better than ours?"
"We are all the top experts in the country, and we have patients who are helpless. Do you dare to go see a doctor?"
“Which country in which our experts are based is not more medically advanced than yours in China?
Besides, don’t you Chinese still have the title of the Sick Man of East Asia?
Are there any great experts out there?”
"That's right, if you China really have such powerful experts, why would you come all the way to invite us?
It’s just a joke.”
As soon as Fang Lin finished his explanation, he was immediately surrounded by eight people, raising the issue to the level of national medical standards.
There are billions of people in this world, and everyone has a different personality.
Although Fang Lin didn't know why they were so proud and valued this, he really didn't like using the term sick man of East Asia.
Since they were so rude, Fang Lin didn't bother to explain to them. He turned around and followed Huang Jintao.
In fact, this trip was not necessary for Fang Lin, because he had already seen everything clearly with his clairvoyance eyes.
It's just that making conclusions without looking at it will inevitably make people disbelieve and think that you are an exaggerator.
After checking again, Fang and Lin returned to the hall in less than ten minutes.
"Anyone who can be invited to see a doctor by the Huang family must be a miracle doctor, right?
This little miracle doctor, have you figured out what kind of illness Mrs. Huang has?
I've said it before, it's impossible for anyone in the world to figure out a condition that even our eight world-leading experts are helpless to deal with.
However, I do admire the courage of the little miracle doctor, he still dares to check, what else is this if not humiliating himself?"
Seeing Fang Lin's solemn expression, Smith immediately guessed the result. Although he knew this was wrong, he couldn't help but said with a hint of schadenfreude.
"Master Fang, what's going on?"
Huang Jintao asked eagerly.
"My result is the same as the opinion of these eight expert groups. Your mother is indeed not sick.
And it’s not like what you said is related to the Fuxi Divine Clan, so I really have nothing to do for a while.”
Although he couldn't stand Smith's sarcasm, Fang Lin still answered.
"Tch, what's your result?
This is obviously because you don’t understand anything and copied our conclusions, right?
No wonder some people used to say that you Chinese are the sick men of East Asia. Apart from pretentiousness and plagiarism, what other skills do you have?"
Upon hearing Fang Lin's words, Smith couldn't help but smile disdainfully.
"If you're not sick, how come you're like this?"
Huang Jintao asked as if he was mumbling to himself with a puzzled look on his face.
"What can he say?
Let me explain it to you! To put it simply, Mrs. Huang is now a living dead, similar to a vegetative state.
The reason why we talk about preparing funeral arrangements is because Mrs. Huang's condition is different from that of a vegetative state. After careful examination and analysis, we concluded that Mrs. Huang's brain tissue has basically died.
This is medically irreversible, and there is absolutely no possibility of treatment or recovery.
This is the difference between Mrs. Huang and a vegetative state. There is a possibility of recovery for a vegetative state, but not for Mrs. Huang.
In other words, after all brain tissue dies, the person loses his life."
Seeing that Fang Lin remained silent, Smith thought that he couldn't make it up at all, so she slowly stood up and explained.
While talking, Simith even glanced at Fang Lin a few more times and cast a look of contempt.
In fact, what Smith said was not wrong, and it was indeed the case. However, Fang Lin did not agree with his results in his heart, and it was just useless to argue.
There are no unexplained diseases in the world, and the death of brain tissue must also be accompanied by the decline of other physiological functions. But Mrs. Huang did not. The rest of her body was very normal.
And according to the Huang family, Mrs. Huang suddenly fell to the ground and received timely rescue.
If it is true as Smith said, how can there be sudden large-scale brain death in this world?
And it can last for three years.
Based on this, Fang Lin believed that Smith and others also doubted this result. After all, they were real experts and it was impossible not to know this.
The reason why we came to this conclusion is that we came up with a relatively close explanation when we really couldn't find the reason.
These questions have been lingering in Fang Lin's mind, but their method of getting close to the answer reminded him.
Eliminate all possibilities, and the impossible is the truth.
In fact, the Huang family had only a partial understanding of Smith's explanation.
However, the conclusion is very clear, that is, we can prepare for the funeral.
"I think Mrs. Huang is not completely hopeless. Although I am not too sure, there is a method that may be worth a try."
Just when the Huang family was filled with sadness, Fang Lin's eyes suddenly lit up and he quickly stood up and said.
"Little miracle doctor, are you bragging a little too much?
Didn’t you just say that you agree with our conclusion?
how?
Are you going to slap yourself in the face so soon?"
"Don't say that. Saving people is the most important thing. I want to see how he can treat a disease that even experts from eight countries have been unable to cure."
"What you are saying is that I am really full of curiosity!"
As soon as a glimmer of hope ignited in the Huang family's eyes, the experts from the Eight Countries took the lead in getting excited again.
However, although they still wanted to support Fang Lin in hurrying to save people, anyone with a bit of intelligence could tell that they all had malicious intentions and were just waiting to see Fang Lin's last big joke.
"Young Master Fang, what is the solution?
Judging from your tone, are there any possible side effects of your approach?"
But Huang Sihai couldn't control so much at this time. As soon as he heard that his wife was saved, he quickly asked eagerly and hopefully.
This chapter has been completed!