Chen Qi likes money and loves wealth, but he has his own bottom line.

For example, every time he goes to the seafood market, from the perspective of future generations, how much of an advantage does he get by exchanging medicine for other people's lobsters?

But if you are in Africa, a place where birds don't poop, you will know that people don't like to eat giant lobsters at all, and most fishermen just throw them into the sea directly.

Even if they were beaten back, they would just put them in a big basin and sell them to city dwellers or a few foreigners for less than a piece of cabbage.

As for peacock abalone, a top delicacy found in high-end restaurants in Europe and the United States, you just need to find the right place, and there are plenty of them on the beach.

And although this thing is precious, it has no taste on its own. It needs seasoning to make it stand out. What good seasoning do you expect from Uncle Hei who can’t get enough to eat? At most, add some salt?

There is no way Africans could have done it.

In a place where ordinary pneumonia can kill people, how valuable is Chen Qi's medicine? How much is the value of a box of ordinary cephalosporins that can cure an incurable disease in the eyes of an African?

Believe it or not, if Chen Qi takes out the same box of cephalosporins, he can earn hundreds of times a thousand times profit from rich people?

He really likes to eat seafood. He has money and can buy a large bucket of various seafood with only a small amount of money. Why does he insist on paying with medicine?

If his space didn't have a preservation function, why would he need so much seafood? How many such big lobsters can he eat in one meal?

To put it bluntly, he wants to save more people and give more people hope to live.

On the other hand, Chen Qi is planning to ruthlessly slaughter these African chiefs, officers, and mine owners. Is there any moral stain on them?

Why not kill them? These powers treat their own citizens like pigs, and the people of the whole country, or the entire tribe, are working for them.

And like blood-sucking bugs, they enjoy a luxurious life that ordinary Europeans and Americans cannot enjoy, eating top-quality steaks, drinking top-quality red wine, and dancing European and American popular dances.

They treat the people like pigs, and Chen Qi will certainly treat them like pigs.

So when Dean Bagri said that there was a lack of advanced antibiotics, Chen Qi had a slight smile on his face.

"You don't have it, I have it..."

Dean Bagri and Director Momberto were very interested after hearing this. As doctors, they have a natural curiosity and desire for medicines, so they asked anxiously:

"Dr. Chen, what high-end goods do you have? Where do they come from? Is it produced in China itself?"

If Chen Qi said it was produced in China, they would definitely be suspicious.

After all, ordinary people don’t know. Those of them who have studied abroad don’t know what China is like?

They studied abroad in the 1950s and 1960s. At that time, China seemed not much better than Africa.

Big enough, but big but not strong. Coupled with the demonizing propaganda from European and American media, everyone knows that China cannot produce high-end pharmaceuticals and industrial products.

Chen Qi smiled mysteriously, knowing that these two guys were not easy to fool, so he took out a box of injections from his big backpack.

Dean Bagri and Momberto shrank and immediately rushed over to take a look.

"Ceftriaxone? Roche Pharmaceuticals of Switzerland, oh my god, this is a good medicine. The third generation cephalosporin has just been on the market not long ago? I heard that it is expensive and has miraculous effects."

Chen Qi didn't answer, but took out another injection from his backpack:

The two black doctors exclaimed again:

"This is, this is levofloxacin? The German company Hoechst just launched it a few years ago. How did you get it, Dr. Chen? Even our National Hospital in Freetown doesn't have a few bottles."

Chen Qi said lightly:

"I am a double director of the International Medical Association. What medicines can't I get? What do you think, with these medicines, can Commander Teodoro Z survive the severe burns and infection?"

Dr. Momberto said firmly: "There is great hope, very great hope."

Director Bagri thought more. After all, the Freetown National Hospital does not have these advanced antibiotics, but the quantity is too small.

One is that it has just been launched not long ago, and there is no patent promotion authorization yet. There is only one factory in production, and the output cannot increase. There is not much volume in so many countries around the world.

The other is that it is too expensive. People spend hundreds of millions or even billions to invent a drug. Of course, they have to recoup the cost and make a lot of money. This price is simply not affordable for ordinary people.

Even according to the financial resources of the Freetown National Hospital, it cannot afford much. Even if it is a small amount to provide emergency treatment, top politicians, such as the commander-in-chief, or the prime minister level, will be given priority.

The commander-in-chief of the army of a small country, the son of an indigenous chief, is only at that level, so it is impossible for him to use everything.

So Dean Bagri expressed his concerns:

"Dr. Chen, looking at Commander Teodoro Z's condition, I'm afraid the dosage of these high-end antibacterial drugs will be very large and the use time will be relatively long. So can you guarantee this quantity?"

Halfway through taking the medicine, the medicine was suddenly stopped at a critical moment. The money was spent and the person was not saved. The situation became even more ugly, and there was no way to explain it to the family.

Doctors from China can just slap their butts and leave, but Dean Bagley can go into exile overseas. He has seen how revengeful these big dogs are.

Chen Qi's expression was still that of a master: "It's enough, oh no, it's enough."

Nonsense, he has a warehouse of medicines in his space. Although he only uses one less pill, providing it to one patient is just a drop in the bucket.

Dean Bagri was relieved now. He was a human spirit after all, and he understood what Chen Qi meant by these words.

Medicines are privately owned, so of course the money must be given to private individuals, and the price is absolutely astonishing, which requires the consent of the family members.

As for coordinating work with family members, of course he, a local doctor, needs to communicate.

After a while, Commander Teodoro Z's father, Chief Raodo, and his wife came over, and everyone came to a small house next to the rescue room.

Close the door.

Chen Qi is a member of the Chinese Medical Corps and a member of the public. It is actually a mistake to sell medicine privately now, so the negotiations cannot be conducted in broad daylight in full view of the public.

Commander Teodoro Z's father, Raodo, is a great chief (big landowner) in the Southern Province, and the tribal territory he controls is in the capital, Freetown.

With the construction of the capital city, Raodo has already made a lot of money. In addition, he also owns a small oil field and two gold mines, so the Raodo family is very rich.

They are both chiefs, but Nquema is incomparable to them. Nqueba only has sheep, while others have oil.

In the past, the Chinese doctors were helpless, but now that Dr. Chen arrived, the rescue was immediately carried out smoothly. Therefore, the old man Chief Raodo had long believed that Chen Qi had real skills and was not a parallel import.

So now facing Dr. Chen, Raodo's attitude is respectful.

No need to be disrespectful. Whether his son can survive or not depends entirely on this Chinese doctor. Raodo understands this very well.

"Dr. Chen, Dean Bagri has explained my son's condition and follow-up treatment plan to me. We also know that rescue is very difficult, and whether he can survive depends on you. So we listen to you and use what you say.

Just use whatever medicine you want, but I don’t know how much it will cost?”

Mrs. Teodoro also nodded repeatedly in agreement.

Chen Qi smacked his lips, feeling very fond of this wise old man.

"Mr. Chief, Madam, you must already know that these drugs are rare even in the international market and are very precious. In the European and American markets, they cost several hundred dollars each."

Chief Raodo nodded repeatedly. Dean Bagri had just explained it to them, and this was public information, and they understood it.

"I obtained these medicines through my personal connections and transported them all the way from Europe to Sierra Leone. The process was not easy. Originally, I was not going to take them out. I kept them for personal use. After all,

I am an international double board member and have many high-end patients."

Chen Qi made a product placement without hesitation, not only saying that the medicine was precious, but also raising his own status to facilitate bargaining.

"However, I personally admire Commander Teodoro Z who personally went into battle to fight the enemy to the death for the sake of the country and the nation. What a great hero of the people and what a great proletarian revolutionary fighter.

I am resolutely prepared to take out these top-notch medicines, so don’t talk about the price. Human life is priceless, let alone the life of a hero. I have decided not to want money, even if I lose everything!"
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Chen Qi was very emotional and spoke with absolute certainty. For people who came from that era, wouldn’t this kind of slogan just come out of their mouth?

But he didn't realize that this kind of slogan was only suitable for the country. What kind of proletarian is Teodoro?

They are the exploiting class, okay?

Such an obvious loophole, to the ears of Chief Raodo, sounded so moving, so comfortable, and so touching.

This doctor from China all admires his son. This shows that his son is very powerful. He almost gave his life for the country. This is praising his son to the sky.

Who doesn’t want to hear good things, and who doesn’t want to lose face?

If his son's behavior today is characterized as "heroic struggle and sacrifice for the country," then the Laodo tribe's status in Sierra Leone will be more stable in the future, and it will be easier to obtain benefits and win the hearts of the people.

When the time comes, you can say: "I have done meritorious service for the country, and I have shed blood for the organization. If you don't believe me, just look at all the Chinese doctors who worship my son." You will be able to gain great righteousness and defeat those competitors.

So Chief Raodo was so excited that his hands trembled:

"Dr. Chen, thank you. You have already paid a lot for my son. We can't let honest people suffer. This money must be given. You tell me how much it is. I will go home to get the money right away. You can pay it in US dollars or British pounds."

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If Dean Guo were around, he would definitely yell at you, what an honest person.

What is Chen Qi trying to do? What he is trying to say is the saying of a wealthy businessman. He doesn’t raise the price and lets people pay for it themselves. This is a huge profit.

Of course, there are risks involved. If a wealthy family member is so sincere and agrees, then Chen Qi will not be at a loss, since he didn’t pay for the medicine anyway.

Chen Qi pretended to be embarrassed: "No, no, no, I really worship heroes, and I really don't charge money."

At this time, Chief Raodo was determined to give money to this "dear Chinese doctor". He is also a member of society, so he naturally understands that the doctor must be flattered, not only to pay for the medicine, but also to give red envelopes.<

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"Well, Dr. Chen, I don't know how much these imported medicines cost, but I know that these medicines are hard-won and very precious. They can save my son's life. My family will provide 100,000 US dollars and 10 kilograms of gold.

Is it enough?"
To be continued...